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SLAVING AWAY
It's pretty degrading having to admit that you're a cuckold husband,
and especially, that you wouldn't have it any other way.
But its not easy to arrange for some other better hung lad to fuck
your wife. First off there's the job of getting your wife to come to
terms with what a wimp you really are, and then there's the problem
of getting the stud to accept that you're sincere about letting him
rule the roost and have him, and your wife, treat you like dirt. Not
surprisingly, red blooded men find it hard to fathom that you'd
rather be your wife's slave, than her partner in the sack!
What a relief then when I connected with an informal group of
others, husbands, wives and studs who call themselves something
like, 'cuckold anonymous'. The group had a few happily arranged
bedtime setups, and there was even a wife who felt like us men,
encouraging her spouse to fuck with a superbly built blonde called
Evette. She became Evette's maid, which just goes to show that
sexual orientation goes both ways.
Lionel came round to talk to us both about the alternative sex scene
and asked me in front of Rachel a whole series of pretty direct
questions. Did I like my wife's fanny? Did I get off wanking about
the thought of her going with another man? Did I fantasise about
watching the act? What about being my wife's obedient servant? I
confessed to wanking myself silly over all that, over letters in
mags even if I'd not asked Rachel to go with someone else so far.
Lionel eyed my buxom wife appreciatively and began the questions
there. What was her ideal type of bloke? Had she come to terms with
the way I was? Was she frustrated with whatI could provide? Rachel
answered direct. Big men, rather rough and direct men, with good
sized cocks (it had been a shock to find out I was a wimp in head as
well as in body, but at least it explained my pathetic performance
between the sheets!) She needed to "have a good time with a guy who
could bring her off for the first time in her three years of being
married to me".
Lionel wasn't shocked and explained that he was a stud to a couple
of women just like Rachel. There wasn't a physical type for husbands
like me, but we all knew we were hopeless at screwing . . . which
was at least being frank.
Some of his mates though, did require that they had full rein in the
sex stakes, so if we joined up, I'd have to give up fucking,
concentrate on licking and scivvying, and perhaps even wear a little
constrainer, that would stop me getting my leg over, or relieve
myself when my mistress didn't approve. Was all that okay?!
Well. . . it was. So Lionel took out from his rucksack this rubber
tube, attached to a snug-fitting belt and small padlock that fixed
behind my back. There was a hole in the end of it, so that you could
have a jimmy riddle, but as Rachel put it onto me, and turned the
key, I knew my days of cocking and secret wanking were well and
truly over.
Lionel was impressed and wondered whether I'd demonstrate
cunnilingus, just as an acceptance note. Of course I could, and went
down on Rachel, as she hitched up her skirt, and bared her pussy to
my eager tongue. The experience was fresh and exciting for her, so
her cunt got very hot and wet.It was certainly enough to make her
very wanton. and she smiled as Lionel started to drop his jeans, and
pull out a massive black stalk from his pants. I was still lapping at her
cunt when she had that weapon placed in her hands, and she started
to suck.
What a lovely big pink helmet lurked under his ebony foreskin! It
made me lick her twice as much, and the throb of my cock stuck in
that prison, just got exquisite, "I've got to fuck with Lionel," she
snarled through heaving gasps. "You're not going to make a fuss,
slave . . . are you?" I shook my head, rippling my tongue across her
clit. This was the signal for Lionel to push me to one side, and to
take up residence between my wife's milky thighs.
He did it calmly, Rachel kicked me away, wanting just him. Then, in
seconds, his bare cock was up her cunt, and they were bonking to a
quick and frenzied orgasm.
Just how much spunk he squirted into Rachel's womb was evident when
I licked her fanny out. His sperm was hot in my mouth, mingling with
her cum, salt and cream, oodles of the stuff. I had to swallow lots
of it because it kept pouring out of her hole as she wriggled
through a second climax because of my giving her head.
Lionel reckoned we were both well ready, and said he'd take on
Rachel personally. She, of course, was over the moon, having always
loved the sight of tall black guys. Over the next weeks the rubber
prison stayed in place until Rachel was satisfied that I'd only wank
off when I watched them at it. She told Lionel I'd been obedient
around the house, and we agreed it was fine to go to our first
social.
That was strange but brilliant. Half a dozen sexy women, their
boyfriend and us lot, the disinherited manhood, drinking and looking
on whilst they danced at the disco. A bloke called Howard reckoned
that a couple of the wives were pregnant by their lovers, including
his. He knew the kid would be Carl's, because he'd had a vasectomy
to ensure just that. Whilst he wore a contraption like mine when he
was feeling too horny, jerking off was all he could manage - the
seed was always Carl's, just as they'd agreed it should be.
Watching Rachel gyrate with Lionel out there under the strobe
lights, I tried to picture her in the club. As it was, Lionel wasn't
into that scene, not liking his women big and round, so developments
weren't so likely.
When we got back after the fun, the games really began. Rachel was
too besotted to unleash me from the rubber tube and was snogging
with Lionel, whilst she straddled my tongue, and took a pussy bath.
The smell of her hot sex was pungent, primal and ready . . . for
him! I couldn't rub myself, and felt horny as hell, until sweet
relief, my cock stiffened and I ejaculated through the end of the
tube anyway! Rachel's fanny had been more than enough - and Lionel
quickly took up his station whilst she giggled at the mess I'd made
of myself.
"Give me a baby!!" she shouted, drawing Lionel's thrusting loins
toward her and throwing her locks of hair around. Lionel delivered -
hot, hard and a hell of a lot. It gushed between them, out of his
balls, and through her pussy.
There, I've admitted it all and Rachel has checked the letter for
accuracy. Before I could seal it all up, she did however want to add
one little quote, tease or fact, I can't tell. I'm to tell you,
she's just come off the pill.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
From the very start of our marriage, my wife, Hilary, made it clear
that she would be taking as many lovers as she wanted to. It would
be up to me to accept her strict terms, otherwise I could go and get
lost. As I've always loved strong-minded, assertive women I eagerly
accepted Hilary's dictates without question.
Well, since the night of our honeymoon I've never managed to get a
single look-in in the screwing department. As soon as Hilary saw how
tiny my prick was she ordered me out of our suite to find a
well-stacked, (preferably black) lover to have rampant sex with her.
As we were honeymooning in Jamaica I knew this shouldn't prove too
difficult.
I soon spotted a tall, muscular looking guy and asked him if he
wanted a drink. He readily accepted and we began to chat. Slowly but
surely I steered the conversation round to sex. Or in my case, the
lack of it. The guy (his name was George) was amazed I'd been denied
sex on my wedding night and I explained, with supreme embarrassment,
that my tiny cock was far too small to satisfy my gorgeous new bride
and that she needed a man with a decent-sized prick to fill her.
George's face lit up and he suggested himself as a willing
replacement for me in my wife's bed. I began to get very aroused and
excited by our conversation, as I was desperate to see my beautiful
wife take her first black cock. I told George he could drink up and
then I'd take him to our suite to meet Hilary. We soon left, taking
a couple of bottles with us to help the party go with a swing, so to
speak.
I unlocked the door to our room and could immediately see Hilary
getting herself in the mood for sex - she was lying, half-naked, on
our double bed, legs apart, and she was plunging an enormous black
vibrator up her succulently sodden snatch.
George grinned with delight and threw himself on the bed, kissing
and caressing her all over. She flung her slim, white arms around
his back and beamed a contemptuous smile towards me. George and
Hilary were soon locked in a deep embrace and all I could do was
watch them whilst pulling excitedly on my rock-hard cock from where
I stood at the end of the bed.
Feverishly, they removed each other's clothes until they were both
naked and going at one another like crazy. George's horny hands
explored my wife's delicate white skin and he groped her arse whilst
licking her tits and wet fanny. Finally, he thrust his tongue deep
into Hilary's receptive mouth and then mounted her. She let out a
deep moan as he did so, begging and pleading to be screwed for all
she was worth.
After teasing her for a while by rubbing his huge 10-incher up and
down my bride's soaking cunt lips, he eventually forced his
straining cock straight up into her hungry pussy. The sight of
George's massive black prick entering my wife's pinkness was too
much for me to bear and I shot my load all over my belly.
I'd never have thought Hilary would be able to take all his
fuck-meat, but somehow she managed it and was loving every second.
Screaming and yelling in ecstasy, Hilary was thrashing about
hysterically beneath her black lover's massive frame. They fucked
and fucked for what seemed like an eternity as I tossed myself off
for the second time until I collapsed at the foot of their bed.
My wife was having one orgasm after another, or so it seemed, and
I'm sure George had powerfully let loose a flood of sperm inside
her. Exhausted. I fell asleep on the floor, only to waken by the
pair of them kissing and petting each other and sharing a cigarette.
They both smirked down at me beside the bed, covered in spunk as I
was.
Hilary told me what a pathetic excuse for a man I was and that from
then onwards I would be treated like shit and used as a sex slave.
With that, she ordered me to strip completely naked and lick her
soaking fanny. All I wanted was to be treated like the lowest of the
low, like dirt in fact, by my gorgeous wife and her superior black
lover.
When we returned to this country Hilary immediately demanded a
replacement for George so she could regularly fuck in front of me.
Ever since then my wife takes black meat whenever I can find a
suitably well-endowed guy. Hilary deliberately shows off her black
lovers to her friends and now even her family, to show me up and
broadcast my inadequacy, which of course, we both enjoy.
I'd love to hear stories from any other readers who enjoy seeing
their wives taking another man's cock inside them - leading, as it
might, to the ultimate humiliation of her carrying his child and not
yours in her belly.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
My girlfriend and I have been going together for over two years and
frankly our relationship had sunk into a rut so I decided that I had
to shake-up our cosy arrangement and inject some spice into it.
The opportunity came when we went to a party and Sandy quite fancied
a black guy there who was obviously letching after her. I talked her
into leaving early and we hailed a cab. As we got in, I motioned to
this stud to come along with us. Sandy glared at me, but I assured
her that he was a sweet, cool guy.
In the cab, I sat in the middle and raised Sandy's dress so our new
friend could get a good view. He was completely hypnotized by the
sight of her hot, young, juicy cunt. Sandy never wears panties.
Feebly she tried to push her skirt down, but gave up when she saw
how much we enjoyed looking at her love charms.
We went to a cinema I know, as friends were using our flat. There
were about a dozen people in the balcony including a couple. I
decided on the last row, telling our friend to take the far corner
seat against the wall, while Sandy sat between us.
After I fondled her for a few minutes, the black chap moved to do
the same. He started grabbing her thighs and arse, which were
pointed more or less at him while she was leaning toward me.
At first she rejected him and pushed his hand away. So he sat back
and pulled out his cock after seeing me do the same. We both sat
there burning holes with our eyes through Sandy's dress which was
barely covering her fanny because of the slouched position of the
seat. The other guy's prick was enormous - long and thick. The sight
of us jerking off on either side of her finally got to Sandy.
She began rubbing her pussy and moaning. The stud decided to pounce.
He spread Sandy's legs wide and dug his head hungrily into her cunt.
After a while, to make himself more comfortable and her more
accessible, he lifted his seat and got down on the floor on his
knees. I just sat there jerking off and whispering in Sandy's ear
that she was going to be well and truly fucked.
The combination of his sucking and my urging her on soon brought her
to orgasm. The black guy seized his chance and pulled her down to
the floor. She was on all fours and he rammed his thick cock right
in her in one stroke. Sandy went berserk and started moaning and
groaning so loud that I had to stuff my cock into her mouth to keep
her quiet. He was good. He lasted a long time as she reached orgasm
after orgasm and when he came, she nearly bit my cock off with
excitement.
After she had calmed down a bit, she finished sucking me off and we
tidied ourselves up before leaving the place. We parted company with
our friend and returned to the flat where we both fell asleep within
minutes of getting into bed.
Our sex lives have really perked up, and now she even suggests new
treats for us!
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I will try and describe myseIf. I'm 5'6" tall. I have a figure best
described as cuddly, 37D-26-37. I'm quite attractive, with curly
shoulder length auburn hair. I like, and often wear, provocative
clothes to work, as I enjoy the lustful looks and whistles I get.
I've enjoyed being a prick-teaser but I never let the men get too
close. I've remained faithful to Phil, my husband.
It was at a New Years Eve party when I dropped myself right in it.
He knows I always do my best to carry out the resolutions I make. I
ended up making a five part resolution and a bet. The bet being that
if I completed all five parts before 6 months was up, he would hand
over the money he had for his new car. He changes it every year SO
it's between $1500 and $1800, not a bad sum. But if I failed on any
part, I have to pay the difference. Not so good. Well. I'm pleased
to say that at the moment I'm doing very well. I'm 80% of the way
there, but it's his last condition that could prove to be my
downfall. I think now's the time to let you know about the bet. As
I've said, it's in five parts. Here they are:
No 1. I had to pull a black guy and get him to make love to me.
No 2. I'd talk the guy into letting Phil watch. That was a bit
difficult but being a resourceful girl, I managed it.
No 3. That I'd got my lover at some time to fuck me doggy style and
get Phil to lay under me and lick my clit as I was screwed from
behind.
No 4. That I could get Phil to lick my pussy clean after my lover
had finished, then make me come. That was easy, all I did was have
it off doggy-style then sit back on Phil's face. He didn't stand a
chance, he had to lick.
No 5. Once I'd completed the first four parts I had to write it down
and post it on the net.
Those first parts were quite easy as Phil is a real wimp, but I've
found myself a man who makes me feel all woman. I've even surprised
myself about how quickly I've become a woman of easy virtue. I knew
that if I carried out the bet, it meant going back on the pill, but
that was no hardship as I'd onIy come off it in November. Phil had a
vasectomy in August. I only hope I didn't start taking it too late
as it was after having sex with Mike at work that I took it.
After the hoIiday, when I got back to work, I decided I'd try out my
allure on a coloured man. We have lots in the factory. There was one
in particular called Mike, he was always after the girls, groping
and touching them up. He'd even tried it on with me once when he had
me cornered. I told him to bugger off, but not before he had grabbed
a handful of tit and bum, but he left me alone after that.
I'd overheard another girl in the office talking about him and it
seemed he had a really big cock and that he'd used it on several of
them to good effect. I suppose, really, that's one reason I made the
resolution, so I could find out for myself if it was true about him.
Deep down, I found young Mike attractive, as he is very handsome and
very strong. I decided I'd tease him first.
As it turned out, it took me less than a week to get going. I began
playing up to Mike and letting him think I might just be interested.
I took a letter down and the cheeky bugger made a grab for me. One
hand went up my skirt while the other grabbed my breasts. By the
time I'd broken away I was feeling great, I had enjoyed it and I had
also felt the size of his cock.
That weekend, I went shopping and bought a suspender belt, matching
black, half cup bra, a pair of black patent leather 4" heel court
shoes and black stockings. That Monday I wore it all and went into
work feeling like a tart. I had my black suit on with the very short
skirt, which shows a lot of leg, especially when I sit and cross my
legs. I wasn't expecting anything to happen that day, I was just out
to tease and flirt, and I didn't think Mike would try it on at work.
When I went down to the workshop I realIy gave him the come on. As I
wiggled towards him, he grabbed me and pulled me to him. His arm
snaked around my waist and he rubbed his groin against my bottom. I
could feel he was really big and hard. I just couldn't help
groaning. His mates were whistling, hooting, and calling out, "It's
your lucky day, Sharon." I broke away after I had promised to meet
him at lunch time.
We met in the stock room. He was on to me like a shot. He had me
pushed backwards over a table with my skirt rucked up over my hips.
He was kissing me and saying how beautiful I was, and how much he
fancied me. He had his hand in my blouse rolling my hard erect
nipples between his fingers. My nipples were burning and felt on
fire. I was on heat and I needed love.
Mike ran his hands up my legs, obviously liking the feel of sheer
nylon and the warm flesh above. Then his hand was between my thighs
and his hot fingers were slipping under the elastic of my wet
knickers and into my juicy cunt. I parted my legs for him so he
could rub at my clitoris. It was lovely and I lifted my hips. I
couldn't stop myself moaning. I just clung to him, my tongue seeking
out his. He ripped off my flimsy briefs and I opened my legs wide
as, again, his thick fingers invaded my sopping wet pussy.
Oh my God, how I sighed and heaved up at him. I was almost willing
him to get out his cock and fuck me with it. I could feel my pussy
leaking all over his hand, so I lifted my hips trying to get his
fingers deeper. I was lost in a world of lust.
I didn't realise be had undone his overalls and that he was naked
underneath. The first I knew was when I felt his fat, warm, wet
crown rubbing up and down my slit. He took aim and was pushing his
unsheathed cock into my pussy. As I felt his thick maleness go deep
inside me, I came off to a tremendous orgasm. I lay like a bitch on
heat and pushed my cunt up to meet his powerful thrusts.
Mike's cock was so long and so thick, I could feel it forcing my
cunt wider. It felt as if it was in my womb. Mike felt so much
bigger than Phil in every way, I felt so full of cock, it was pure
bliss. My tummy knotted up as I felt another orgasm coming. Two in
one fuck, what was going on!? Waves of pleasure swept through me and
I wound my legs tight around his back. He wasn't getting away. He
had me writhing and as I looked at him, he was leering down at me.
"You can't get enough can you?" I could only groan and I whimpered
at him. "Keep fucking me, please don't stop now." I had forgotten
all about the pill and my husband. I wanted that wonderful man to
fulfill me as a woman. I wanted him.
Mike stared down at me, his eyes were bulging, and he grunted. "I
love you, bitch." I felt his heavy cock begin its dance of love and
I knew he was about to come. I heard myself begging him to give me a
baby, and as I realised he was spunking in my womb. I had a terrific
orgasm.
He'd never had any intention of pulling out and I didn't care. I
pulled his head down and our mouths met in the lovliest kiss I'd
ever known, and as we kissed I could still feel his powerful spunky
spurts going in like red hot spears. That kiss lasted forever.
As he pulled out, I looked down at the wonderous thing that had
given me so much pleasure. Now it was limp and sticky, his wet crown
slowly shrinking back into the foreskin, and there was a thin ribbon
of white spunk hanging from it. It still looked enormous and twice
the size of Phil's. I guessed that it was at least 9" long when
fully erect. I wasn't far out. It's 8.5" long and nearly as thick as
my wrist. It was no wonder I was feeling so fucked. I tried standing
but my legs gave way and I felt all weak and wobbly. I lurched
against Mike, he held me and asked if I was alright, then the cheeky
sod said, "I guess you enjoyed that Sharon, I bet your old man isn't
even half as good." He was so right, there was no way Phil could
have made me feel as I did then.
I went back to my office, my mate was grinning at me, she knew I'd
been fucked. I went down to Mike later, the way his pals looked at
me, I knew he had told them how he'd fucked me silly. I told him I'd
like to see him in my office after work. He was all smiles and said,
"You want more cock, don't you?'. I weakly said, "Yes."
He came up after work. I was waiting eagerly for him to arrive. That
next time he had me bent over my desk with me wriggling and
thrusting myself back at him as he fucked me hard from behind. I
lost count of my orgasms, I was in heaven. When he came, he flooded
my womb with even more of his thick spunk.
When I got home to Phil, I must have looked a mess and I'm sure he
guessed what I'd done, but he only knew the half. He did ask and I
told him I'd been fucked twice that day. He was like a little kid
and wanked his puny prick as I told him all about it. He came all
over my foot, messing up my new shoes.
I hurried to the bedroom and took a pill. It was a bit late I know,
but I had to try. The next day, Mike fucked me twice and I took him
home that night. I told him Phil wanted to watch and he finally
agreed. It turned out that he loved performing before Phil. He loved
seeing Phil wanking off as he fucked that big black cock up me. I
felt like a queen as I lay back afterwards with Mike's thick juicy
spunk leaking from my gaping cunt.
Phil was beside himself when he saw we hadn't used a condom but his
busy hand proved he didn't really care. From the way he was licking
his lips, I knew he wanted to go down on me and suck Mike's thick
sperm from me. I told him I was on the pill again.
It was the next night I got Phil licking my pussy. I'd talked him
into laying beneath us as we fucked and told him to lick at my clit.
Mike gave it his all, knowing what Phil was up to down below. I knew
that Phil would be getting a real eyeful and that Mike's massive
balls would be banging against his face. I'm looking forward to
seeing Phil licking Mike's big cock clean of my juices. Its only a
matter of time before I make him.
As for me, I can't tell you how good it felt being fucked and sucked
like that. It was fantastic. I had the best orgasm ever. Mike
withdrew, and I lowered myself onto Phil's face. It only took a
minute before his tongue was slurping in my gash, he ended up making
a right pig of himself, his face covered in Mike's thick cream.
I don't know what I will do if Mike's knocked me up. It's early days
but I am overdue. I guess I will have to wait and see.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I, or should I say we, own a small engineering business. Sally my
wife and co-owner is the dogsbody, my secretary and over-sees the
general running of the place while I'm out drumming up business.
Sally is 36 and we've been married for 11 years, she's very
attractive and has kept her shapely figure despite having had two
babies. She has always been willing to muck in and help the business
and a few years back she proved it in no uncertain way.
At first business was easy to get and we did a lot of work for
foreign clients, particularly those from African countries. I would
entertain reps and soon found out that to make certain of getting an
order they required a woman's services during their stay. So I
contacted an escort agency in town who supplied girls to service my
customers, for which I paid. It was well worth it, but as the
recession hit, we couldn't afford to keep the big foreign and
British clients sweet with the girls and lost even more business.
That was about three years ago, and it was then that Sally put her
proposition to me on how to keep getting the orders in: she would be
the reps' plaything.
As you can guess, I wasn't too keen on the idea, but she kept on
about it and in the end, I gave in and agreed it was the only
solution. However I insisted that the reps wear condoms because
apart from the obvious risk of disease, I didn't want my wife to get
pregnant by another man. I kitted her out in all new sexy gear;
basques, suspenders, stockings, really high spiky heeled shoes and
some horny outfits, short tight skirts etc.
On her first date she looked a right horny sexy desirable tart and
she watched me giving myself a hand shandy while waiting for her cab
to arrive. While she was out I went through all the emotions, but I
also found I was getting incredibly turned on at the thought of my
wife being screwed by another man.
Sally got home late the following morning, having spent the night at
the rep's hotel. When she got into work she was still highly excited
and we locked ourselves into the office while she told me all about
it. She was back in her working suit but when she sat down, her
skirt rode up to reveal she was still wearing stockings. I knelt
beside her as she told me how exciting and different it had been
with David, the rep, how much better and how many orgasms she had
had. She said he had fucked her three times before going to sleep
and again when he woke up in the morning, she also said she had
agreed to meet him again that night.
In the end I had to ask the inevitable questions: was he bigger and
better than me. She giggled and said yes on both counts, she also
added he was more of a stayer and when he came he really filled the
condom every time - unlike me.
She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt up showing me she wasn't
wearing any panties. I knelt there looking at the curve of her bum
and the sensuous sweep of her thighs to the tops of her stockings. I
gazed at the length of her lovely legs and got my cock out to give
her a good fucking but she stopped me saying she was too sore and it
would be nice if I gave myself a wank. I knelt there tossing myself
off imagining David's big cock up her and I kissed her legs and
knees.
She said, "These are the stockings I wore while he screwed me, is it
turning you on darling?' Turning me on? I was going crazy with lust
and my lips caressed her milky white thigh, just above her stocking
top. She lay back and opened her legs showing me her flushed and
swollen pussy. That's when my come exploded from my cock and when
she held my head and pulled my face into her yawning pussy so I
could lick her and bring her off Sally climaxed noisily really
dragging my face into her gash letting me continue to lick until I
erupted all over the floor again.
That night, off she went again, without returning to work the
following day. She told me that evening they had fucked on and off
all night and most of the day and that she had really enjoyed it. It
was clear to me that Sally was a natural whore.
After that it came easily to her she gave good service to all our
clients and relished the fact that they were, on the whole, bigger
and better than me. I knew that things would never be the same
between us again. I still loved her madly and she loved me in her
own way but she made it quite clear that I could no longer satisfy
her, which made me impotent in a strange way. I could always get a
hard on knowing that she was being fucked and could wank off when I
was licking her out after she'd been with a client but at other
times, I struggled to get an erection. So I looked forward to her
'dates' but never once wanted to watch Sally in action.
Business started to pick up again, mainly due to Sally's sexual
prowess, but although we had contracts from all over the world, we
still hadn't had a big African contract come in. My wife had had
cocks from around the world, but she still hadn't had a big black
one. I was now making enough money to afford agency girls again, so
Sally reverted back to her old duties in the office. That was until
recently when I got a call from an Ethiopian company, wanting
certain parts and equipment. They told me that a rep would be coming
over in the next month.
Now Sally and I both knew, from the girls we used years before, that
blackmen, especially east Africans, had extremely large cocks and I
could tell that Sally was more than interested at the prospect of
some 'overtime'.
On the day of Mr Ndabi ond Mr Ackoko's visit Sally took more care
getting ready for work than usual. Her hair was shining, her make-up
perfect, and she was dressed in sexy suspenders, seamed stockings,
knee length skirt with a daring split to the thigh and silk blouse
without a bra - I could clearly see her large nipples showing
through the luscious silk. She was out to pull a big black cock
without a doubt.
Mr Ndabi and Mr Ackoko arrived at our office dead on time. Both were
very handsome blackmen. Mr Ndabi was the youngest of the two in his
mid to late twenties and was the superior of Mr Ackoko who insisted
on my calllng Mr Ndabi 'Sir', as I was inferior to both of them.
Sally was sitting typing but looking at Mr Ndabi with undisguised
admiration.
We went into my office, and I called Sally in to take notes. She
positioned herself so that her split skirt revealed a good length of
stocking clad thigh. I got an instant hard on at her blatant display
and Ackoko's eyes nearly popped out ot his head. Mr Ndabi just
smiled lustfully.
It was hard going for me, all I could concentrate on was Sally and
Ndabi fucking her good and hard. I brought some drinks in and we
discussed the deal. Mr Ndabi said that he would go away and think
about it and it might help if he hod a woman with him. By then I had
changed my mind about Sally doing the honours and offered to call up
the agency, but he stopped me saying, "How about your secretary
would she like to spend the evening with us?" I explained that she
was married, but he insisted, "Does that matter? I like her. She has
a lovely body."
I went out to Sally and put it to her, adding that I didn't think it
was a very good idea, but she went into the office and thanked Ndabi
for his kind offer and agreed to go out that evening providing I
came with them.
Mr Ackoko said that I should bring my wife along too, but I said she
was away for the week. Sally giggled at my lie. We arranged to meet
them at their hotel later that evening.
Sally was like an excited child as she dressed for the evening. She
got herself all tarted up for her first blackman. I made sure she
had a good supply of condoms in her bag as I thought after Mr Ndabi
had fucked her, Mr Ackoko would have a go too. She looked divine,
wearing a little black party dress over skimpy undies and sexy
suspenders and stockings. I noticed her G-string was so tiny it was
tight up her crack. God, my hard on was painful.
We met at their hotel and I drove to the restaurant that Ndabi had
chosen. Sally sat in the back of the car with Mr Ndabi. I could hear
her giggling and he asked her if her husband minded her being out on
her own.
Looking directly at me in the rearview mirror she said, "No it's
nothing to do with him, he's a bit of an old wanker anyway, no good
for a woman."
They all had a good laugh at that and I joined in. Then I heard
Sally sigh and glanced round to see Mr Ndabi kIssing her, her legs
wide open and his hand between her white thighs. We nearly had an
accident as I swerved and Ackoko told me to concentrate on my
driving. In the restaurant Sally was very excitable, especially
when Ndabi gave me her G- string to look after. My wife was
brilliant, her skin flushed and her eyes shining as he fingered her
underneath the table. I could see she was really on heat.
After the meal I offered to call them a cab to take them back to the
hotel but Mr Ndabi said as my wife was away, why not go back to my
place for drinks and whatever else. What could I do or say? I needed
the contract and I realised that for the first time I could see my
wife being well and truly fucked by not one man, but two.
Once home I fixed them a drink before seeing the babysitter out and
checking on the kids. When I returned, Sally had put some music on
and was dancing with Mr Ndabi, her dress was up at the back and his
hands were on her bum, his fingers digging into the crack, holding
her tightly against him. Their lips were joined in a sensual kiss,
her arms around his neck, drawing him down. I couldn't help it, I
groaned as I came in my pants.
Mr Ndabi sat Sally on the sofa as Ackoko pulled her dress up around
her hips, she was unzipping Mr Ndabi and drawing his trousers down.
I was gazing at my wife's gaping pussy when I heard her whisper "Oh
god! Oh god, just look at it!" I did and received the biggest shock
of my life, I was looking at the largest cock ever, of that I'm
sure, it was still hanging down flaccid and all of 10 inches long.
It was a huge soft rubbery thing dangling between his legs like a
horse's.
Sally was going potty looking at his slowly erecting cock. Sbe held
it in her tiny hands and started gently wanking it. I couldn't see
how she was going to take such a monster without it splitting her in
two.
I was shaken out of my stupor by Mr Ackoko, he was rubbing a finger
up and down Sally's pussy, he pulled me down to my knees between
Sally's long legs and instructed me to lick her cunt to prepare it
for Mr Ndabi. In a dream I obediently did as I was told, lapping my
tongue the full length of Sally's gash, with her bucking her cunt at
my face. I could hear her moaning so I looked up and saw her licking
and sucking Ndabi's cock, now almost fully erect, its fat pink head
squeezing itself clear from the foreskin. It looked all of a foot
long.
I went back to eating pussy, thoroughly enjoying myself when
suddenly I felt Ackoko pulling me away. He pushed me to the floor as
Mr Ndabi moved between Sally's splayed legs. I could see her holding
his massive shaft guiding that huge shining pink knob between the
soft dribbling folds of her pussy and as he raised her stockinged
legs over his arms.
I realised he wasn't wearing a condom but I was too far gone to stop
him. Sally must have known as well but she just held it and fed it
into her yawning minge.
God how she squealed as she took it and realised just how big he
was. Her body twisted and turned as he worked it up inside her. I
saw tears streaming down her cheeks. All I could do was stare as he
squeezed his cock inside her tight tunnel. Sobs racked her body as
he forced more and more in. He had about 10 inches in and she was
begging him to stop but he had the bit between his teeth and there
was no stopping him now.
She clawed at him as he rammed in and out and suddenly he was all
the way in, his balls nestling against her thighs. He just stood
there moving his hips gently back and forth and slowly Sally's sobs
of pain turned to sobs of pleasure and she began to respond.
She started to work herself against him, grinding her hips into him
as he just stood there letting her do all the work. She was sighing,
then she shuddered and squealed as she climaxed. He pulled her to
the floor with her legs stretched over his shoulders and fucked her
hard, as she screamed in both pain and ecstacy.
Mr Ndabi shagged my wife for a good hour bringing her to climax
after climax until she was too weak to move with him. He carried on
regardless pausing briefly to regain his composure before setting
about her again, then came the time he didn't pause at all, he kept
right on fucking her getting faster and faster. SaIly knew he was
about to come and urged him and begged him for his spunk.
When he came, she went crazy, screaming the house down. That's when
I come in my pants again. Mr Ackoko pushed me towards Mr Ndabi
saying: "We must thank my chief for allowing us to watch him mate
with a woman, then we must leave otherwise it will be on insult to
him."
He went up to Mr Ndabi and said "Thank you sir for the honour you
have bestowed upon me," I followed, bowing as I repeated Ackoko' s
words. I asked Ackoko if he was going to fuck Sally as well but he
explained that it would be impossible as he was not worthy of her
now she had been wIth Mr Ndabi.
I didn't get much sleep that night my mind was full of what I had
seen earlier. but my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of our
bed creaking and soon I heard Sally's moans and cries as Mr Ndabi
took her again. I tossed myself off twice during the time it took
him to fuck her, her cries grew louder and louder but I resisted the
temptation to disturb them, I just wanted to hear my wife being
fucked and put in the club by that big-cocked blackman.
There's so much more to tell you, like the next morning when Ackoko
discovered that Sally was not my secretary and was in fact my wife
and said I would be privileged to lick her out just after Ndabi had
fucked her and I tasted his thick spicy come. How Sally went back to
Ndabi's hotel for four days and returned knackered, sore and
pregnant and how a big fat contract landed signed and sealed on my
desk the day she returned.
I know that her child will be well taken care of by Mr Ndabi and
have been told it is a great honour to have my wife chosen to mate
with such a great and important man. In fact, I can't wait until the
baby is born so that Mr Ndabi comes over again and I can watch him
and Sally renewing their friendship.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
My wife Sandy and I are keen country and western fans, and once a
year we go to a get together with fellow enthusiasts at a holiday
camp.
On the first night, Sandy, who is 51 years old, dressed up in her
western gear and applied her usual generous amount of make-up and
false eyelashes. She tied her blond dyed hair in a yellow ribbon to
match her yellow hooped earrings. Sandy looked so sexy and fuckable,
showing a large amount of cleavage and her shapely legs; problem
was, I knew it wasn't going to be me who would end up fucking her -
she has a taste for younger men.
At the end of the first night, we invited Sam, who is 26 with a
builder's body and black, just how Sandy likes her men,
back to our chalet. Once there, I made on excuse to go to the loo,
and left them alone.
When I came back to the chalet, Sandy was sat on Sam's lap, kissing
him open mouthed while Sam slowly massaged her massive tits, which,
by now, he had already removed from her bra. Sandy's long, red
finger nails were rubbing Sam's bulging crotch.
I watched as they removed each other's clothes. When Sandy got down
to Sam's pants, she gasped as his massive (compared to mine) cock of
at least nine inches and very thick sprang out. Within seconds,
Sandy had it in her mouth, and I had a brilliant view of my 51 year
old slut of a wife sucking Sam's cock. It was really horny watching
him thrusting in and out as her cheeks hollowed. I knew she would
soon be rewarded for her efforts.
By now, I had my prick out and was wanking furiously. Sam then shot
his heavy load into Sandy's slut mouth, and the thick spunk was
running down her chin and lips. It was wonderful. She come over and
kissed me, letting me taste his delicious sperm, while Sam fingered
her to orgasm - I could hear his fingers frigging her soaking wet
cunt. I couldn't wait to see him plug her with his big stalk. She
stuck her tongue in my mouth, stopping only to cry out as Sam
replaced his fingers with his rock hard cock. He was now fucking her
doggy style, and Sandy was going wild as Sam's hands worked at her
tits and love handles.
By now Sandy had forgotten me and was screaming out for Sam to carry
on fucking her hard. I was looking forward to the big moment. They
both came at more or less the same time, and fell in a heap with
Sam's rich sperm oozing out. I reached for Sandy's soaking pussy and
smeared Sam's spunk all over her pubic hair, leaving her slippery
and messy.
Sandy lit a cigarette, and then Sam suggested they go through to the
bedroom. Sandy told me she wanted to be alone in bed with Sam, so I
had to sleep on the couch! I could hear them making love all night.
The following morning Sandy looked radiant and Sam thanked me for a
great night.
He and Sandy had a long kiss and cuddle, which led to another quick
frenzied fuck on the floor in front of me. Once again Sam's cream
poured forth. They couldn't keep their hands off each other for the
rest of the weekend!
Sam now visits us at home. I really enjoy watching them together and
playing with Sam's sperm after he has come. Sandy even lets me fuck
her sometimes to keep me sweet about it.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I seem to have joined the hundreds of people who like to see their
wives making love with another man. It happened quite by chance.
We decided to have a conservatory added to the back of our house.
Two young lads came to install it. One was white, the other black.
Winston was always cheery and very polite and he always complimented
my wife and I noticed that she went to great trouble with her
appearance each morning when they were due.
One morning, only Winston turned up, Jock had the flu. When Winston
packed up for the day he asked if he could take a shower as he was
going out and had no time to go home. My wife laid towels out for
him and came back down. but I could see that she was somehow on
tenderhooks and a few minutes later she said she had to do something
upstairs and I heard her climb the stairs.
Intrigued by her furtiveness I climbed the stairs very quietly. My
wife was standing in the bedroom looking through the open bathroom
door. She was biting on her knuckles. Still creeping, I managed to
position myself so that I could also see into the bathroom.
Winston was showering and I could see the reason for her state.
Between his legs hung the longest, fattest prick I'd ever seen. He
started to soap it and it grew in his hand. I heard my wife gasp and
I could see that she was trembling all over. I'd never seen her so
excited.
He finished soaping and rinsed himself. His cock was at half-mast
but even then it was bigger than mine at full stretch. He looked up
and for the first time saw my wife standing there. He smiled broadly
and stepped out of the shower and towelled himself, never taking his
eyes off her. His heavy cock swung from side to side as he dried
himself.
He came into the bedroom and I ducked round the door jamb in case he
saw me. I don't know why I did that, instead of stepping into the
bedroom and hauling my wife out. I heard a gasp and some rustling
noises and then the squeak of bedsprings. I cautiously looked round
the door jamb and nearly gave myself away with a gasp.
Winston was lying on the bed, still naked, and my wife, minus her
clothes, was kneeling between his legs and had his huge black member
between her hands. It had grown even larger and she was looking down
at it as if mesmerised. The contrast between her white fingers and
the black cock was entrancing.
I couldn't believe my eyes when she started to lick round the huge
knob and then took most of it into her mouth. Her lips were
stretched to their fullest and still she had not taken the entire
knob in her mouth.
I'd never seen anything so sexy as her ruby lips stretched round the
purple-black knob. My own cock had sprung up and I gave it a
squeeze. My heart was pounding and my stomach fluttered. I kept
telling myself that I should break them up before it went any
further, but somehow I just couldn't make myself do it.
He sat up, grabbed her and lifted her up so that she was dangling
over his towering prick. I saw the wet knob brush against her vulva.
She moaned as he slowly lowered her and I watched her pussy lips
begin to ease over the black dome. She was shuddering as if
feverish.
He stopped supporting her and her natural weight forced his dick
deeper into her. She was moaning and groaning as if in pain, yet at
the same time I could see that she was pressing down, fully intent
on taking that huge cock inside her. It took some time before she
managed to swallow all of it inside her rather tight cunt.
She paused and I could see her eyes rolling under her eyelids. Then
she started to rotate her hips and lift her bottom up and I could
see the shaft emerge from her pussy. I appreciated the contrast of
her pink pussy and his black shaft which was wet with her juices.
Having established himself in her cunt he started to heave his hips
up as she came down, shoving his tool so hard into her that each
time it drove the air from her lungs. She had gained some momentum
and was grunting and moaning as she went up and down his pole.
He grabbed hold of her jiggling breasts and pinched the erect
nipples between his fingers. She was riding him like a possessed
jockey. She was perspiring and her mouth was agape. She let out a
shrill scream and I knew that she was climaxing. He pulled her down
hard on his cock and gave every sign that he was flooding her cunt
with his thick, creamy sperm.
She collapsed on top of him and he stroked her white bottom with his
black hands. I discovered that I had come in my underpants and I
went into the spare bathroom to take them off.
When I came out they had already gone downstairs and both of them
were fully dressed and she was bidding him goodnight. She looked
flushed and her eyes were shining brightly.
As soon as the door closed behind him, she lifted up her skirt. She
wasn't wearing knickers and from her cunt trickled a steady flow of
his seed. She leant back against the kitchen table and opened her
legs. I did not need a second invitation and I whipped my cock out
and rammed it straight into her pussy without any preliminaries.
That was exactly what she wanted and we had a wild and primitive
fuck.
Later she told me that she had seen me watching and that it had
greatly added to her excitement and she thanked me for being such a
wonderful husband.
Needless to say that Winston is a regular visitor to our house and
that now I don't have to hide to watch them! Its great to be able to
watch and wank from close range as he drills her with his monster
cock and then to be able to sink into her spermy hole after he has
finished with her.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
Sometime ago my husband contacted a man, through a contact magazine,
who was extremely well endowed. Ten and a bit inches and as thick as
my wrist! Even when his cock was limp, dangling between his legs, it
was longer and thicker than my husband's.
Like most men my husband was obsessed by cock size and he thought
that to make it more exciting, watching me being screwed by another
man, it needed a man with a freak cock.
While my husband sat in a corner watching and wanking, Dick, aptly
named, and I started to make love. I really liked him a lot and so
it was I who made the running.
I undid his trousers and brought out his cock. I'm sure my eyes must
have been bulging out of their sockets as I watched his cock growing
longer and thicker until it was stretched to its full incredible
length. With two hands clasping the base of the shaft there was
still enough hard cock uncovered to match most men's entire length.
It was so thick that the tip of my thumbs and fingers didn't meet.
I was both scared and highly aroused to hold such a huge cock in my
hands. I looked at my husband and saw that his eyes were bulging out
and he was red-faced, furiously pulling at his much smaller cock.
I licked the huge cock from top to bottom and back again but when I
tried to take the head into my mouth I found it too large, even when
I opened my mouth as wide as it could get, so I had to be satisfied
with licking it and taking a small portion of the dome between my
lips. It wasn't all that satisfactory but as hard as I tried I just
couldn't get more of the head into my mouth. A great pity really,
because I know my hubby would have enjoyed seeing it squirt into my mouth.
What made it even more frustrating was that he was clumsily
fingering my pussy causing more pain than pleasure. Later he
confessed that most women fled when they saw the size of his cock
and he'd never had a satisfactory love affair.
I liked him a lot and decided that the least I could do for him was
to teach him how to pleasure a woman. I taught him to suck my cunt
while I licked his cock and balls but I didn't manage to get his
cock all the way inside me. The most I managed, to get inside my
pussy, was the knob and that was so painful that I had to ask him to pull it out.
In order to obtain some satisfaction I learnt to ride his stiff cock
as if it was a horse, trapping it between my thighs and rubbing my
pussy along its length, while the knob rubbed against my clit, until I climaxed.
It was pleasurable, especially when my clit rubbed against his
shaft, but it left me with a feeling that I was missing something.
I wanted a hard cock to fill my pussy and feel spunk splashing
inside me instead of having it blasting against my bottom. Having
large breasts I also tried tit-fucking which was far more
pleasurable for him than it was for me. Eventually he went home and
my husband and I made love which was wonderful.
Now he let's me choose my partners and the biggest cock I've enjoyed
was eight inches. His was much better, as I was able to take that
one in all my orifices to the hilt. Hubby also liked watching me
taking sperm in my mouth and pussy so that he could lick me out later.
He's encouraging me more and more recently and he's confessed that
really huge cocks excite him most. He's told me that he wants to
watch a black guy put me through my paces, especially if his cock is
even bigger than Dick's.
Maybe one day perhaps, but I still prefer my eight-incher.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
My wife Sheila and I were staying with a black couple we had met a
few years back.
After a very heavy night drinking, his wife went to bed, leaving me
seemingly asleep on a chair, and Sheila and Curtis on the sofa.
Between very slitty eyes, I saw him lean over and kiss her, and then
she put her arm around his neck.
He pulled her body to his as she kissed him back in no uncertain
terms. Soon he was fondling her tits, and she his huge black cock.
He pulled her panties down, slid to the floor, pulled her legs
apart, and started sucking her pussy. He was very good.
Once or twice Sheila got up and took Curtis's cock in her mouth as
well. Eventually he knelt between her wide open legs, held his
thick, gleaming cock out, and slowly slid it in to a long groan of
satisfaction from Sheila. As she began to pump at him, she looked at
me and looked very surprised when I carefully waved to her and
grinned. That set her off, and it only took a short time for them
both to come. He filled her pussy to overflowing with his thick cum.
After a few minutes kissing, Curtis left the room, still thinking I
was in a drunken stupor, and then Sheila came over, pulled my
trousers off, and fucked my rock hard cock without a word being said.
The next time Curtis came to stay with us on his own. We had a meal,
and the atmosphere was electric, but nothing was said. He went to
bed first, closely followed by Sheila, and I went up after locking
up. When I got in the bedroom I found Sheila dressed in her sexiest
nightie, and obviously wet, standing by the door to where Curtis
was. Her eyes were round and her face flushed, and I just looked at
her, kissed her, and whispered - go fuck him.
She whirled round and went through the door, leaving it open, and I
saw her slip the night dress off. It slid to the floor as she stood
in front of Curtis stark naked, then she got into bed with him. I
found the implied "offering" of her slipping the dress off and
standing there in front of him very horny. I lay in bed masturbating
for three hours listening to them slurping, sucking and fucking
away, and enjoyed every second of it. I was still awake when Sheila
came back in, put the light on, and lay back on the bed. She lifted
her knees up and apart, and I looked into her wide open pussy to see
that her lips were bright red and a slug of creamy cum sitting there
two inches inside. The next half hour was one of the best fucks I
have ever had, after all that anticipation and with all that
lubrication. Now of course, Curtis is a regular guest, and Sheila is
his regular bedmate.
Of course, now I am addicted to watching Sheila with black guys and
we often invite strangers around to fuck her while I watch and wank.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I'd been out with some lads from work on a stag night, and at the
end of the night one of the bosses said he was too drunk to drive
home to his wife, so I offered him the spare bed at our house.
Mr Rose is about 50 and I'd worked for him for four years since
leaving college. He's a very big, imposing black man about six foot six
and probably around 18 stone. I thought my hospitality would do no
harm to my career prospects and I knew that Felicity, my wife,
wouldn't mind.
We got a taxi back home to find that Felicity was still out clubbing
with her friends. I offered Mr Rose a tumbler of scotch and sat in
the front room chatting to him. It seemed strange seeing him in such
a relaxed mood, as he was always so stern at work. We sank a couple
more scotches and then Flic got back.
Flic had obviously had a lot to drink and was very giggly when she
staggered into the room. At first she was taken aback at the
unexpected surprise of Mr Rose, but she soon broke the ice by
saying, "Just what I need... two lovely men!" I could see Mr Rose's
face light up immediately.
Flic looked gorgeous. She's got a lovely slim figure and absolutely
wonderful boobs. Tonight she had a very short, pleated miniskirt on
and a tight top which clung to her body. She wore a pair of white
stilettoes and I could just see the tops of her stockings.
I watched Mr Rose eyeing her young body up and down slowly, and I
could sense Flic enjoying the attention from this mature man. She
teased him by bending slowly over to kiss me, and giving him an
eyeful of boob, stocking tops and suspenders.
Suddenly Mr Rose reached up and lifted the back of her miniskirt
right over her bum. Her bare arse and her G-string was on full view.
Flic just giggled and told him he was cheeky! "Come here you little
tease!" he almost growled. I was shocked by the sudden change in his
mood. Flic just looked at him. "You little tart," he continued, "I
said come here!" Flic walked over to him and he pulled her across
his knee. She just sat there, allowing his large hands to massage
her boobs and to be honest, the sight of my wife being caressed by
another man was turning me on.
"What lovely big tits your wife has got," he said, lifting her top
over her head as she sat on his knee. Flic's large boobs fell out
and Mr Rose buried his face in them, sucking on her nipples. Flic's
head simply rolled back as she surrendered to his actions. His hand
disappeared up her skirt and I could tell by her sudden jolt that
he'd slipped his fingers inside her.
"You're wet enough to be fucked now, you dirty little slag, aren't
you?" Mr Rose whispered. Flic didn't answer. "Did you hear me?" he
asked. "Yes, Mr Rose," Flic responded. "What are you?" he went he
on, "tell me!" "I'm a dirty slag and I need to be fucked," she
panted. All of the time he was groping her tits and pushing his
fingers in and out of her. Flic was groaning and writhing in
ecstasy.
He turned to me and asked me what I thought of my wife. "She's a
whore, Mr Rose," I said. He stood up and towered above her small
body and dropped his trousers and pants. His massive cock sprang
out, drips of pre-come glistening on his knob- end. He lifted her
onto the floor and spread her legs wide open. "Fuck me, Mr Rose,
please!" Flic begged. She'd never ever been like this before.
My boss climbed on top of my wife, his huge frame almost crushing
her petite body as he thrust his cock deep into her tight little
hole. She screamed out loud as she felt the size of him, and his
arse started pounding up and down, driving his cock deeper into her cunt.
"What are you?' he panted as he fucked her. "I'm a slag, a whore, a
tart! Come inside me, please!" Flic gasped. I saw his face grimace
as he pumped my wife full of his seed and collapsed on top of her tired body.
She lay for some time, her legs apart and Mr Rose's spunk dribbling
from her sore pussy. She truly was a dirty little slag... but I
still loved her!
I had enjoyed myself so much that I asked her if she would fuck with
him again. Her answer was obvious and he has been over many times.
They spend the night with his big cock filling all her holes and
when he leaves so looks so tarty, spunk everywhere, mouth, face,
pussy and even running out of her bottom. What a wife!
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
My wife has always been a fairly quiet, shy person who was a virgin
when I met her. She was brought up in a Catholic family where sex
was never really discussed. After we married she changed and became
much more uninhibited.
We had discussed the possibility of her having sex with another man
and she admitted that it was a big turn on for her (I already knew
it was for me). We finally agreed that if the opportunity arose she
would have sex with another man and tell me all about it. As it
turns out she didn't have to tell me as I was there when it happened.
It started when we went out for the night for a meal and a drink. I
was doing the driving and Heather was doing the drinking. She was
getting quite merry having had wine with the meal, plus a couple of
gins in the pub before. Heather decided that we should go into a
club as she fancied some dancing. I am not really that keen on
dancing but there was no stopping her.
Once inside I had a few dances but as I was stone cold sober I was
finding it difficult to get into the swing of things. One thing I
had noticed about this club was that there was a lot of Americans
around. When I went up to the bar I asked the staff what was going
on and they told me that there was a US Navy ship in port.
By the time I got back to the table Heather was off dancing with a
coloured man. I watched them and noticed him running his hand down
her back and arse through her mini skirt. She seemed to be enjoying
it and was pushing her cunt area against him. When the dance ended
they came back to the table and I was introduced. His name was John
and he looked a bit concerned but I made light of it and we chatted for a while.
We ended up with him and his three friends, Butch, Foster and Dave,
sitting at our table and taking it in turns to dance with Heather.
This went on until we had to leave at around half past midnight as
we didn't want to keep the babysitter too late. The four black guys
then said that they should be leaving and Heather immediately
offered them a lift. They all went off to have a piss before leaving
and Heather leant over to me and said that she was going to the loo
as well and smiled. She said that she did not intend to put her
knickers on again, unless I insisted. I could barely answer: in all
of the discussions and fantasies we had shared I never expected this.
When we reached the car Heather told Foster, who was at least six
foot eight tall, to get in the front. Butch, John and Dave climbed
into the back with Heather. I started the car and reversed out and
as I did I saw Heather in the back. She was sitting in the middle on
John's lap with her hands resting in the laps of Butch and Dave. As
I started driving she leant forward between the seats and whispered
into my ear, "Are you sure about this?" Before I could answer she
said, "Oh... it's too late now."
As she had leant forward her miniskirt had risen up and John made
the decision for us. Heather sighed as he inserted his fingers into
her cunt. From either side hands appeared to unbutton her blouse.
In the mirror I saw black hands massaging her tits before faces
appeared and began sucking her nipples.
During this time, John had got his massive black cock out. Heather
reached down between her legs and grabbed his dick before lowering
herself down onto its full length. "God, that's good!" I heard her
groan. Then I saw her bouncing up and down on his prick.
I finally arrived at an empty parking area in some local woods and I
stopped the car and turned round to look. By this stage Heather was
sitting on John's prick and leaning forward sucking Dave's cock
while Butch was fondling her arse.
Suddenly I heard John let out a huge groan as he dumped his load
inside my wife's cunt. Heather looked up from the cock that had just
been buried in her mouth, just as Dave shot a huge wad of spunk all
over her hair and face. Butch then carried her out of the car with
the intention of fucking her hot pussy, and Foster soon followed to
push his cock into her mouth.
I guess these guys had been at sea for a while because as soon as
Foster and Butch finished, John and Dave started again. Finally the
four guys lay back on the grass resting and Heather walked towards
me with a grin on her face. She was drenched.
We have never seen those guys since but they have our address and
phone number and said they will contact us if they get back into
port. I hope it won't be too long!
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
Judith and I have been married about three years but the incident I'm about to
describe took place 10 months ago. Judith had been on about trying another man
and in the end she talked me into agreeing that she could go with someone, as
long as he was a total stranger, that I was allowed to watch them and that he
wore a condom - just as I had to. Judith told me that she wanted a Black man,
to find out if all those stories were true.
However, nothing came of it until about three months later when we were invited
to a party that one of her girlfriends had arranged for some American Air Force
friends. Judith is a vivacious 24 year old blonde, very pretty with a superb
figure. I could tell that she had plans for this party as she said that it
could be the night she got herself laid. Judith had been out shopping but she
wouldn't show me what she had bought and she had also stopped me having sex
with her a couple of weeks before, so that I w ould be horny enough to go along
with her plans.
On the night of the party, Judith came down wearing her new outfit; she looked
stunning. It was a very short, tight black dress, held together at the sides by
gold rings. Nothing was left to the imagination, as through the large gaps
along the side, you could see she wasn't wearing a stitch of underwear. Six
inch stilettoes and a Black choker finished the look. Judith smiled and said,
"Do you think I'll get laid tonight? Sharon promised me there'd be a couple of
big Black guys there." I replied, "Yes, any man would fancy you and yes, I do
want to see a big Black man fuck you."
Things moved swiftly at the party and Judith soon latched onto a big, handsome
Black guy called Tony. They danced - well, I say danced, but it was more like a
dry fuck, with Judith rubbing her pussy up against his groin - and I saw that
he had a large bulge in his trousers. I came off in my pants, watching them
together, and they both laughed at me when they heard me groan and saw the wet
stain spreading across the front of my trousers.
We left the party and I drove Judith and Tony home. My five and a half inches
was bone hard again, and all I could think about was seeing Judith's gorgeous,
shapely body being covered by her ebony lover's hands. I thought about him
slipping his thick meat into her tight pussy and her long legs wrapping around
him as he fucked her.
Once in the bedroom, Tony and Judith stripped. He towered above her small,
shapely body and his long Black cock stuck out for miles. He eased the foreskin
back to reveal a large, wet, pink knob and he told Judith to lick and suck it.
I was envious of the way she opened her full, red lips and took as much of him
down her throat as she could, then her head did its dance of love as she sucked
him.
Tony then decided that it was time to fuck her, but before he did, I went down
on her to make her wet and sticky for him. Judith came over my face and Tony
started to mount her, but she stopped him, pointing out that he had to wear a
condom. I'm sure if it had been left to me, I wouldn't have stopped him, I was
that excited. However, Tony made it quite clear that he didn't wish to wear a
condom, even after I explained that Judith wasn't on the pill. Tony said that
he wasn't used to being refused, but eventually agreed.
I fetched Tony a condom and he asked if I had any extra lubricant. I offered
him the KY jelly but he pointed to Judith's baby lotion, saying, "That's the
best stuff." Tony got Judith to rub some all over his cock then she fitted the
condom onto him and he got her to squirt some more lotion over the condom.
Finally, he asked me to rub some into Judith's cunt, which I did.
At that time, neither Judith or me knew what effect oil has on condoms,
although Tony did. So let this be a warning: it perishes the rubber and causes
the condom to split. In Tony's case, as he pushed his cock home into my wife's
cunt, the condom split - but we didn't notice this as he had it inside her.
I began wanking as Tony eased in and out of Judith and that first time they
fucked, I spunked three times while watching them. It was a truly magnificent
sight, Tony's black arse powering his cock in and out of her willing pussy and
she whimpered as she had orgasm after orgasm. Then he was jerking and groaning
as he filled her pussy - not that we knew that at the time. Judith just clung
to him, gasping, "I can feel it, I can feel it!" Tony smiled and said, "Don't
you wish it was going inside you and making a baby?" I hear Judith groan, "Yes,
yes ... I do." But Tony already knew.
They laid together for a while before Tony started moving again, and they had
sex once more. I couldn't get another erection - I had drained myself - so I
just sat in the chair and watched. Tony took Judith through another series of
exhausting orgasms before letting himself go again and she, like me, could only
lay there and take it.
Following that, Tony was a regular visitor and Judith and I couldn't wait for
his visits. Every time he came he used condoms and oil and I didn't get to fuck
Judith often then. I could hardly feel myself going into her anyway, she was so
loose, and in the end, she admitted that she couldn't feel me anymore and that
I was useless to her. I made up for my shortcomings by going down on her and
giving her pussy the best tongue bath possible. Judith loved it, Tony loved
seeing me do it, and I enjoyed it - everybody was happy.
Then, a few weeks later, Judith announced that her period was late. She
eventually took a pregnancy test and, sure enough, it was positive. Judith and
I both thought that it must have been when I wanked my stuff over her bush
during our sessions, but it was then that Tony started bragging about being the
father. I thought he was joking as he had always worn a condom, but Judith
looked at him in a strange way and I'm sure she wished he was right. From then
on, Tony never wore a condom and I never got a look in. I had to content myself
with just watching them do it.
When the baby was delivered, all Judith could say was, "I'm sorry, Ian, I had
no idea... how could I have? I thought he was your's. He's beautiful, isn't he,
Ian?" When I looked down at the baby - not really hearing her words - I
stumbled back in shock; the baby was coloured. I realized then that Tony's
boasts about putting Judith in the club had been true - he had known all along.
Now Tony spends most of his spare time with Judith. She tells me she still
loves me, but that she loves Tony more as he's the only man who can satisfy
her. I love her so much I've accepted their conditions.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I enjoy reading stories from husbands/boyfriends who claim that they
like having their wives/ girlfriends fucked by other men. After
reading some of those horny stories, and seeing the contacts ads
from men wanting other men to fuck their partner I began to enthuse
over the idea of seeing my wife
Linda with another man.
We've been together for a couple of years. She's 24 years old, slim,
very sexy and attractive, with a 36-25-35 figure with really good
legs and she's always having men coming on to her. I subtly pointed
out the stories to Linda and she admitted that she enjoyed reading
about women being screwed in front of their men and we usually
enjoyed a really steamy sex session as we fantasised about what we'd
just read pretending that I was a stranger fucking her and that I
was hiding in the cupboard watching.
It went on like this for a couple of months and developed into a
real fantasy which became an integral part of our foreplay.
Eventually I came right out with it and admitted to Linda that I
would adore seeing her being fucked by another man.
At first she was unsure about my idea but as the weeks went by and
our fantasy became even more elaborate and powerful she admitted
that she might try it but wasn't keen on having me watch although
she didn't mind me setting it up.
This really excited me and for several weeks our sex life was
fantastic while I tried to formulate a plan to bring our fantasy to
life. My very own slut wife!
When it did happen it was from an unexpected quarter. We went to a
party and met a young 19 years old black guy who immediately showed
a lot of interest in my wife. They danced together and I became very
excited when I saw that his hands were cupping her bottom and he was
kneading her buttocks as he nuzzled her ear and rubbed his groin
against hers. He was not bothering to hide what he was doing which
made me as horny as anything.
Sterling stayed with us most of the evening and I liked him a lot
and he seemed to like me but it was obvious that he was more
interested in Linda. When we said goodnight, right there in front of
me, he gave her a long hot soul kiss which left her weak-kneed and
gasping for breath. Her bosom was heaving dramatically and her eyes
were shining with lust.
When we got home she didn't wait till we were in the bedroom but
leapt on me, in the front room, and I discovered that her cunt was
soaking wet and we fucked like rabbits as she told me that he had a
really large cock and had rubbed it against her pussy all the time
they'd danced and that she'd had a small orgasm.
I closed my eyes and imagined that he had come home with us and was
fucking her right there in front ot me. We'd exchanged phone numbers
and later in the week he phoned us and invited us to a party. All I
could think about was Sterling between my wife's legs, pumping away
at her and filling her with his sperm.
I must admit that on the evening of the party I was very nervous and
not at all sure that I could go through with it if tonight was to be
the night when my fantasy came true.
I could see that Linda was equally nervous. She'd had a long bath,
shaved her legs, trimmed her pubic hair and was wearing a very
skimpy matching suspender belt, bra and knickers set which hardly
contained her charms. Black stockings flattered her legs and the
high heels enhanced their shape. Over this she wore a short, tight
fitting dress which hugged her curves.
Just looking at her made me feel madly horny and I had butterflies
in my belly as we drove to the party. We hardly talked on the way
and the atmosphere in the car was thick with sexual tension. There
were quite a few people at the party and I saw some people we'd met
at the last party. We had a drink, looked around and spotted
Sterling walking toward us.
He looked Linda up and down and said that she looked good enough to
eat and kissed her as ardently as he had when we'd said goodnight at
the last party. She threw her arms around his neck and returned his
kiss passionately. That's when I realised that it was going to
happen. My wife was going to be fucked by Sterling that night!
Sterling whipped Linda onto the dance floor and I stood on the side
my eyes never leaving them. His hands were feeling her bottom and he
even went as far as slipping them beneath the hem of her dress so
that he could cup her buttocks which were hardly covered by the tiny
knickers she wore. She was kissing his neck and caressing the nape
with her fingers and I could see that she was rubbing her breasts
against his chest causing her nipples to get hard and stick right
out against the thin fabric of the dress.
Whenever Linda gets randy her nipples harden to hard stubs and that
evening they were as erect as I'd ever seen them, clearly outlined
by the top of her dress. There was no doubt about it, my lovely wife
was lusting after the black guy.
Even when they came and talked to me, their hands kept roving over
each other's body as if he was her husband and I was just a friend.
It was obvious that Sterling had decided that I wasn't going to
interfere and he was taking every advantage he could, kissing her
passionately and petting her in front of me.
It was I who suggested that she take him outside and I gave her the
keys to the car. I followed them and watched them kissing once again
before they got into the car. Instead of making it in the car they
drove off. I stayed at the party nursing an aching hard-on as I
imagined my wife and Sterling fucking. There were quite a few
attractive women there but I wasn't interested. All I could do was
wonder how Linda was enjoying herself.
They came back two hours later and she looked flushed and out of
breath. I immediately noticed that she couldn't be wearing any
underwear and I saw the lacy trim of her knickers poking out of his
pocket. He brought her to me and excused himself and we didn't see
much more of him that evening.
Linda was very clingy and she kept telling me how much she loved me
and wanted to go home to show me. Once home she filled me in with
all the details of her encounter. She told me that as he drove he
told her to take her knickers off and she had. He had fingered her
all the way home and by the time they entered the house she was
dripping wet. He was very forceful and she had liked that and had
taken her dress and bra off when he'd told her to.
She'd lain on her back on the couch and he had knelt on the floor
and had licked her out. She said that he was so good that she'd had
three quick orgasms in succession. While she talked she slipped out
of her dress and I could see the evidence that my wife had been
fucked. Her pussy looked really very red and raw and there was
traces of drying spunk in the pubic hair and on the inside of her
thighs.
It was an incredible sight and my cock was trying to bore a hole
through my trousers. She went on to tell me that Sterling had stood
up, undressed and revealed an enormously thick and long black cock
with a pinkish head. He had knelt between her legs and had ordered
her to take hold of his cock and place it against the entrance of
her cunt. He had been so eager to fuck my wife that he had rammed
his thick cock into her cunt in one go and she said it had been
painful yet at the same time incredibly arousing.
Once his cock was buried to the hilt in her cunt he had started
fucking her like there was no tomorrow. Apparently he lasted a good
quarter hour and she had several tremendous orgasms before his
lithe, black body went rigid and he spurted his thick spunk deep
into her climaxing cunt.
She thought it was all over but his cock only went partly soft and
he turned her over onto her face and slammed his cock into her from
the rear. While he played with her clit he fucked her hard and long
and she lost complete track of the number of times she came but it
was a lot.
He refused to let her wear her knickers and said that he was keeping
them as a souvenir. I was so horny that I could hardly contain
myself and wanted to fuck her but she said that she was too sore
however she would suck me off if I used my mouth on her cunt.
At first I was put off because her cunt was swimming with Sterling's
spunk but as her hot, wet mouth slipped up and down my cock I threw
inhibition to the wind and plastered my mouth against her cunt and
sucked out the black man's tangy seed and swallowed it and had the
best climax of my life and spunked deep into her throat.
For weeks after that we were as horny as hell and fucked every night
as we went over and over the events of that evening.
A few weeks later an older man, a widower who works with me, came
home for dinner and I discovered that he had the biggest cock l've
ever seen when I walked into the toilet not knowing he was having a
slash.
I just couldn't let an opportunity like that past and I plied Linda
with drinks until she was eager and randy and then watched as the
man fucked her silly. He might have been older but he had tremendous
control and fucked her so well that she was crying and sobbing as
she climaxed again and again as I watched, my cock in hand. My eyes
feasted on his enormous cock as it flashed in and out of my wife's
pussy. It was so exciting to see her taking his horse cock deep into
her slippery slot.
When he came and pulled his cock out, I dove down and sucked his
freshly deposited spunk from her cunt and she climaxed all over
again.
He is now a regular visitor and gradually has introduced some really
kinky acts into their lovemaking and sometimes I'm required to join
in to make it even weirder. I just can't get enough of seeing them
together, my slut wife with this older guy, doing such disgusting
things together.
If any man reading this is thinking about going the same route let
me assure him that after taking the initial plunge and letting
another man fuck your woman you will find it a fantastic experience.
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
I've just let a mate from work fuck my wife and it was the most
exciting experience of my life. Vickey, my wife, also thoroughly
enjoyed it and she wants more, so I've arranged for John to come to
our flat again tonight, even though we've just had him here all
weekend!
John is a handsome Asian guy eight years younger than me. He has
such a big cock - we've measured it and it's well over 10 inches
long, and just over seven and a quarter inches around its girth. It
puts my four inches to shame, and Vickey loves it almost as much as
I love seeing it up her tight cunt.
Vickey and I are the same age, and have been married three years,
although we've been seeing each other since we left school eleven
years ago. Vickey is a very petite green-eyed, redhead. She's only
4'10" tall, but has a superb figure, 34c-26-35, and has the longest
legs imaginable - what with her short skirts and high heels, they
seem to go on forever. I've groomed her to what she was and her
speciality is stockings. She's 27 now and knows what men like.
I've had voyeuristic tendencies since I was a kid. I've enjoyed
watching couples at it every chance I could, sometimes in parked
cars or in the parks. I'd even let my mate use my bedroom a couple
of times to fuck his girlfriends. He didn't know about my wardrobe.
It was one which backed through to the next room!
In the time Vickey and I have been together, I've loved spying on
her and tossing off. When she found out, she wasn't annoyed at all,
and she even went all out to help me enjoy my secret moments as it
turned her on too. She would, and still does, dress up in the
shortest skirts and wear dark or black stockings with high heels,
and a see-through blouse with no bra. Vickey then poses for me by
sitting on the lounge settee or laying on our bed, while I spy on
her through the crack in the door. It's so exciting doing it like
that.
When I was brave enough I told her about my escapades watching
couples at it. After a little persuasion, she agreed to flirt with
other boys when I brought them home. There was no question of them
fucking her, it was just a tease by her to excite me as I spied on
them. Sometimes, if she liked the guy there would be a quick kiss
and grope session, but it never got out of hand, even if on some
occasions she and I would have let it. We both got a big thrill out
of it and sex was always great afterwards.
Then John came to work for us and soon got a reputation as a stud
and ladies' man. Girls in the office were falling over themselves to
date him, and it become widely known that he had a massive dong. He
even bedded a couple of the married girls. The stock room was a
favourite spot for his fornications. I was determined to watch him
in action, so one lunch time I hid myself in there and waited until
he arrived with his latest bit. She was a blonde woman in her early
30's and only recently married. God, it was a sensational sight
seeing his brown body going up and down on her and her creamy white
legs holding onto his body. But best of all, were the few glimpses I
got of his massive brown cock powering in and out of her blonde
pussy. I came twice while watching.
After that I was determined to see more, but never got the chance
and I became frustrated. Then my thoughts turned to seeing my Vickey
with him. Not thoughts of a kiss and cuddle, but thoughts of
actually seeing him fuck her on our bed.
In the end, I confessed all to Vickey and told her how much I'd love
to see her taking his big, brown cock. At first she thought it was a
joke, a big wind up, but then she realised I was serious about it.
She suggested we meet him for a drink. I was over the moon, even
though she said nothing would happen if she didn't like him.
You can guess what happened, can't you? Vickey was very taken with
John, and kept glancing down to his trouser front where the outline
of his great cock could be seen. She was most impressed. She held my
hand and said, "Oh God, Jay. it's enormous. Do you really want him
to fuck me with that thing, because if you do, it could mean the end
of you. I may really enjoy it and not need you any more. So think
about it before we go too far."
I whispered that I had thought about it and wanted it to go ahead. I
would love her whatever happened. John knew what he was there for,
as I had dropped enough hints at work. When we slipped out to the
gents, he said, "Do you really want me to fuck Vickey for you? If
you do, I don't mind at all, she's gorgeous, but what about you?" I
explained that I needed to watch him fuck her and would quite
happily stand outside the bedroom and spy through the door at them.
I also said that I fancied the idea of being dominated and
humiliated by him and her and that I would willingly lick her pussy
clean after they had fucked. I'd do anything else he wanted just as
long as I could watch him fuck her.
He slapped me on the back and said that it was a deal, on condition
that I did as I was told. My cock was so stiff I couldn't piss. I
looked down at his as he pissed; it curved down almost into the
bowl. He turned to me as he shook it and my trousers and shoes got
quite wet. He looked at my cock and laughed, saying, "If that's all
you've got, it's no wonder she wants me. It's so tiny, just like a
child's..."
I looked down at his great swaying cock and really admired it for
its size and strength. I was so overawed. But then I'd never stood
before a master cocksman before. A man I was going to let fuck my
wife that night.
We hurried back to Vickey and I gave her the nod. She became very
blatant about flirting with John. The hem of her skirt was well
above the tops of her stockings as she crossed and recrossed her
long legs for his benefit. I was drooling at the thought of her
being fucked by a much younger coloured guy. When I saw his hand go
onto her legs and reach up under her skirt, I just couldn't stop
myself erupting inside my pants! Both looked disdainfully at me,
they both realised I had come my lot with no physical contact.
Vickey said, "You disgusting wimp, you've got no control, have you?
For that you are going to suffer. "
We got home in record time. Vickey told me to wait outside the flat
while they went in and got to know one another better. I was told to
give her a call in about half an hour from the call box. It wasn't
how I'd planned it but I had to comply. That half hour was the
longest of my life. Vickey answered when I called, but told me to
hang on a bit longer as they were not ready for me. They suggested I
gave it another hour or so.
My mind was in a turmoil wondering what was going on up there, and
my erection was awfully painful. I went up and stood outside the
front door trying to hear what was going on. I could make out some
muffled groans and the faint sounds of squeaking, I imagined it
coming from our bed, but couldn't be sure. I gave it an hour before
calling again, and this time John answered me. His words were,
"Well, what do you want Jay? Come on ask me." I must have sounded a
right little prat to him when I asked if I could come home. He had
the cheek to say "You must beg me to allow you up." So I did as he
ordered and I begged to come up. He just laughed and said to Vickey,
"There you are, I told you he would," I heard Vickey giggle and say
"Do you think he will do everything we want darling? Can you make
him do it?" John boastfully said, "No sweat, he's more than ready to
be obedient." He told me to get my wimpish arse up to the flat
straight away as he had a job for my tongue. I was unsure what he
meant and went up full of apprehension.
When I went in Vickey was laid out on our bed in just her stockings,
her legs were splayed apart and her cunt was hanging open all wet
and flushed. Thick ribbons of what was obviously spunk dribbled from
it, and she was panting hard, her eyes glazed and hooded as she
looked at me. John stood naked, his cock hanging limp, but sticky,
like a big, brown, slippery snake. He said, "Lick it, Jay. Lick it
now or get out. Get over there and suck out Vickey, she's full of
spunk. Go on, show her what a wimp you are and how useless you are
to her."
I looked into her wide open cunt and saw how full she was, but I
hesitated. Vickey cooed, "Come on Jay I can see you are dying to
lick me, well get on with it, lick it all up." I didn't have to be
told twice, I was there lapping away like mad.
Vickey lay back with her hand on the back of my head, gently pushing
my face in deeper. She shuddered as she gave a little cry when she
came off and it caused a flood of come into my mouth, it was all too
much and I came in my trousers, again without touching my cock.
Vickey had had enough and pushed me away saying. "That's enough for
you now, leave the rest to a real man." John laughed and ordered me
to strip, which I quickly did. They both stared at my deflated cock.
It didn't stay deflated for long and was soon at its full length
again, but even then, against John's limp cock, mine looked
insignificant.
As I watched her wank his cock it began to grow until it was at full
size, all 10 inches plus of it! Vickey shyly giggled and said, "Now
this is what you can call a man's cock." I felt intimidated and
humiliated, but incredibly excited all at the same time. I knew that
I was about to have my dearest wish granted. I was going to see John
and Vickey actually fucking in the room and on the bed we called
ours. I was going to see it all happen from only inches away. No
steamy car windows or bushes to peer through. I was going to see it
all for real, in the comfort of our flat!
I knelt at the end of the bed as he opened Vickey's legs wide, and
pushed his massive Asian cock into her. Vickey was very vocal, she
was begging him for it all. I was brought down to earth and had a
twinge of jealously, though, when he proclaimed that he was staying
for the weekend, and that I may as well wank as Vickey wouldn't be
needing my tiny prick anymore. I had lost any feelings of shame by
then, so I began to wank.
John told me to come round beside the bed so Vickey could see what a
little wanker I was. She looked at me, and said, "Oh God, he's
pathetic isn't he John?" Then her head went back as he drove firmly
in and she groaned "Oh John, you're beautiful. I think I love you."
Seeing the look of lust on her pretty face and hearing the way she
moaned as John thrust into her, had me coming over the floor again.
John smiled arrogantly and said, "He's a proper little wanker
Vickey, that took him just 30 seconds," as I came. He then beckoned
for me to leave the room. That's how it went for the rest of the
weekend, I had to wait on them and I had to stay undressed, I also
had to sleep in the kitchen. John was insatiable, as was Vickey; she
couldn't get enough of his thick cock. The whole weekend was great,
but my high point was the three times I got to lick her cunt as he
fucked her doggy style. I could actually feel her coming off on his
cock and, after he had come, she sat on my face and I cleaned her
right out.
The last time that weekend was great, and once I had finished, she
lay back on the bed and ordered me to perform my own intimate act in
full view of them both. As I did, Vickey belittled me. She was
fantastic in the things she said, and, as I knelt there, I continued
to wank furiously and came all over the floor. I so enjoyed what I
did, I knew that if I'm told I will show my compliance again.
After John left, Vickey told me she had to have him again and to
arrange a meeting. She also said I could write and tell you all
about our weekend. She said it was all my own fault for letting her
have John's big cock. She told me she really enjoyed his style of
lovemaking and how good he was at recovering. She kept mocking me
for being such a wimp, but she knows I enjoy it. She also enjoyed my
oral performance and said she must see it again.
Of course, it was only a matter of time before Vickey came off the
pill for him. I think we both wanted it. Whenever they fucked
together, I urged him on, begging him to fill her womb with his
seed. When he had and I went down on her, I used to tease by trying
to keep his sperm inside her, only letting a few drops past my
tongue, knowing that the longer she kept it inside, the greater the
chance of her conceiving to him.
And of course, his virile seed didn't need much coaxing to
impregnate her. Within a couple of months she was pregnant. It
excited me tremendously to think that she'll be having his little
brown baby. Of course, its going to cause some raised eyebrows in
the neighbourhood.
I know that after she has delivered, we're going to be having more
adventures. John has promised to introduce us to some of his
friends. Vickey is especially keen to try a really black guy and
then we could have another addition to the family!
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
My name is Colin and I'm writing to tell you my experience of an old
and popular theme, judging by the other stories I read on the
subject. That is, men who get a kick out of watching other men
screwing their wives.
We've been doing it for around three years. I am 33 and my wife,
Petra, is 29. Neither of us really see any harm in it and I get an
almighty thrill from watching her rogering another guy. The
experience I am to tell you of is a wee bit dIfferent from our
others, and is definitely our best to date.
We treat ourselves to a weekend in London every few months, and stay
in good hotels from Friday to Sunday, with a top show thrown in.
When we went a couple of weeks ago, we went to see a show on the
Friday night, and on Saturday we stayed in the hotel for a meal and
drinks in the lounge afterwards.
I paid a visit to the gents, and at the urinal next to me was a
black bloke, and I couldn't help noticing his huge cock. I could
only stare at it open-mouthed, until I sort of shame-facedly said I
was sorry for staring. He laughed it off, so I made a joke, saying,
"I bet that's put a smile on many a girl's face." "Yeah man," he
said. "It's been up a few nooks and crannies in its time." Then he
slapped me on the back and left the room.
I was still grinning when I got back to Petra. She asked what the
joke was, so I chuckled and told her. She just giggled and raised
her eye brows. About 15 minutes later she asked, "How big did you
say, Colin?" "About seven inches, give or take," I replied. A few
minutes more silence, then she asked me to point him out to her. So,
my eyes scanned the bar and I pointed him out to her, leaning on the
bar and alone. She looked at me and her face said it all - she
wanted him.
Her enthusiasm was infectious and I'm sure that I was blushing, too.
I didn't say a word. I merely nodded, stood up and went across to
the bar and stood next to the coloured youth. He glanced up and his
face broke into a grin. "Hi man...you again?" he said. I smiled back
and offered to buy him a drink. "Sure man, thanks." "My pleasure." I
said, "Now, come and join me and meet my wife."
And that was how it began. His name was Ben, he was 20 years old and
like ourselves, in town for the weekend. We drank until about
11.30pm, they held hands, looked into each other's eyes, but that
was where the intimacy stopped. I put my hand in my pocket and held
out the room keys to Petra. Petra stood up and said to me. "Give us
10 minutes pet, then come up." And with that they left the bar, arm
in arm.
I gave Petra her 10 minutes before following them to the room. As I
went in, I closed the door quietly and turned the key in the lock.
Ben and Petra were naked and really and truly looked a magnificent
twosome, mainly due to the contrasting colour of their skins -
Petra's so white and Ben's so brown and masculine. He was totally
aroused and his magnificent cock was up onto his belly, hard and
thick with a knob that had to be seen to be believed.
She was seated on the edge of the bed and he got her to lean forward
so that he could let his fingers ride lightly over her swollen
breasts. He hadn't come yet, but there was a blob of fluid oozing
from the tip of his brown shaft. I had my back to the door, watching
spellbound as he took his cock in one fist and pushed its tip over
one of her nipples, and Petra groaned as he smeared the leaking
wetness onto her flesh.
I saw her shoulders sag as a shudder passed through her. Her nipple
was gleaming and once more, she moaned as he teased her other
tit-end. Petra took Ben's brown shaft in her hands and her head fell
back as she pressed it between her breasts. She was starting to
pant, weak with desire and overwhelmed by the touch of his hot organ
on her neck, face and tits. "Suck it Petra," he said, and I could
sense the emotion in his voice.
His knob was at her lips, and she instinctively pursed them as her
tongue came out. Ben curled his fingers behind her head and pulled
her forward as she opened her mouth to take his organ. Later, she
was to tell me how slick his flesh was and how it felt like velvet
as his cock slid into her mouth. She was moaning as her tongue
fluttered along the underside of Ben's thick prick. All the time she
sucked, he was stroking her face.
Ben grunted something like, "Don't stop Petra...lovely...lovely.
Keep sucking...don't stop." His hands were fondling her breasts as
she gobbled him harder. He pinched her nipples and massaged the
sides of her tits until she was whimpering around the huge penis in
her mouth. Finally he pulled away and his tool came out, wet and
glistening with her saliva. "Lie down on your back, Petra," he
said, "Now spread wide." She was putty in his hands as at once she
did as he wanted. He reached down and helped her to open her legs
even wider. I could see her cunt, which she keeps neatly trimmed and
almost hairless. I heard Ben's gasp of approval for, like me, he
could see the pink inner lips and the obvious wetness.
I thought he was going to mount her and fuck her there and then, and
I'm sure Petra did, too. Instead, he bent down and she cried out in
delight as his mouth went to her sex. She was trembling as he
started to suck and kiss, and I could hear him lapping up her
juices. Ben opened her cunt wider with one brown finger, and his
face was flat between her thighs until he was nigh to eating her.
Petra was screaming and I knew she was having a sort of minor
orgasm, then seconds later, when he stood back, his mouth and face
was wet with her juices. That's when he fucked her. He got onto the
bed and between her legs. He had that mighty brown shaft in one fist
and he moved it to her twat. I saw the knob slide in and I heard it
squelch. Petra's eyes opened and shut again and she panted, "Do it
Ben...do it...fuck me hard." He fucked her hard all right. He was
thrusting, ramming into her, and she was pushing up to get him
deeper. He moved his hands beneath her buttocks to lift her from the
bed, and her hands gripped his shoulders.
Ben's thick, brown shaft was like a piston now. Petra was making a
lot of noise, and she stared straight at me, but I don't think she
really saw me. He bent his head to suck her nipples and it was then
that she came in a shattering orgasm.
Later she told me how thrilled she had been - thrilled by the sheer
size of his cock fucking her and how good it felt. She had felt the
strength of him, his weight crushing her into the mattress, his
hands and fingers digging into her bum as he rammed his cock deep
into her pussy. He had climaxed inside her and she had felt the
sperm from his balls flowing into her in hot gushes. He mounted her
a further three times that night, and I did get into bed with them
once.
The next day, we went our separate ways. I doubt if we will ever see
Ben again. but it's opened a new chapter in our lives. On a couple
of occasions since, she has laid in my arms and said. "Brown was
beautiful, but maybe I could have a really black man... please
darling, please..." We've booked to see Cats in a couple of months,
so time will tell...
(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)
THE HUMBLED HUSBAND
MAID FOR SHARING
LOST IN A WORLD OF LUST
AFRICAN ADVENTURE
SEXY SHINDIG
I'VE COME OUT OF HIDING
IT'S NOT ALWAYS SIZE WHICH MATTERS
A REGULAR GUEST
PRICK FROM A ROSE
FULL OF SEAMEN
WHERE THERE'S SMOKE...
ANOTHER MAN JOINS THE CLUB!
LOVE BEING A WIMP
SLICK SABLE SHAFT