My wife looked incredible in her tight skirt and a pull over top that really emphasized the size and shape of her titties. She sat across from me and Ed as we talked and his dick got hard just looking at her. Then he excused himself and went to the bathroom. I got the cards and was ready to play dare when he came back in the room with nothing on but his underwear. He was really raring to go and he wanted to get down to it. I explained that we didn't do the ram-bam-thank-you-ma'am thing and told him to go back and put on his clothes and we would teach him how to play dare.

My wife kind of resented him taking it for granted that he could just walk in take off his clothes and fuck her. She didn't like that and she didn't like his attitude either. She thought he was very disrespectful. The whole thing was kind of awkward for awhile but after he got dressed again and we started playing dare, things got back on track so to speak. He liked being able to undress her with his dares. He liked me playing with myself while he fondled my wife and stripped off her clothes. He especially liked it when I dared her to go down on him for 3 minutes. He really liked having his dick sucked and he liked it even better because I dared her to do it.

He really responded to it too. He told her to, "Suck it, baby - suck it!" as he watched her lick and tongue his lengthy tool. He did have a big long thick black dick and I got hotter than a wood stove watching my wife suck on it like she did. I turned the video camera to 'auto' and walked around them playing with myself and getting the best photo angles I could. I jerked myself off the whole time she had Ed's big cock in her mouth. It was erotic as hell.

She's never looked sexier than she did sucking that big cock of his. When she stopped sucking him, he got pissed. He wanted her to keep doing it. He pulled at her head and tried to stick it back in her mouth. She appeased him by stroking his dick with her hands and planting kisses on the head of it while she explained that the dare was over and she needed a drink and he would just have to wait.

It was obvious to me that Ed didn't like waiting. I was pretty revved up myself so I quickly dared her to bend over the footstool and let Ed play with her ass and fuck her doggie fashion for 5 minutes. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist fucking her. I think we all knew that. My wife has a big pretty ass and even Mr. "I-want-a-blow-job" Ed paused long enough to fondle her butt cheeks and run a finger thru her slit.

When he got on his knees behind her, I could see his black dick brushing against her ass cheeks as he positioned himself. My wife reached back between her legs and helped him guide it in. My dick was so hard I thought it would burst. He was gonna stick that long black dick in my loving wife's hot white pussy and I couldn't wait to see it happen. Who would have thought just seeing it would thrill me so much?

As he started pushing that big dick up in her, I shot off all over myself. My wife started getting off too. She might not have liked him personally but her pussy sure liked him. Her pussy liked him a lot. She responded to his big dick with whorish abandon and total enthusiasm. His black dick was at least 10" long, maybe even 11, and he touched places inside my wife's pussy that had never been touched before. When he pushed that black monster cock all the way in her, she started moaning deep in her throat, pushing her ass back, and trying to get even more. And, it was mindblowing watching him ram it in and out of her like he did.

After she had climaxed a couple times with his big cock tickling her womb, she started to really strap that white pussy on him. She almost fainted when he buried it to the balls and started shooting off inside her. She loves it when they cum as much as I do. She looked so erotic and so sexy bent over that stool with Ed shooting spurt after spurt of his hot cum deep in her pussy like that. She might not have liked Ed any better than she did before but she sure liked that big black cock he was tickling her with. I never saw her give it up with more enthusiasm.

We all settled down after that. The pressure was off. The first fuck was out of the way and everybody seemed ready to party. My wife and I slipped into the bathroom for a couple lines of crystal to keep our strength up. We both knew Ed wasn't finished with her and we weren't finished with him either. When we were all back in the front room, we had a drink and smoked some more weed. I didn't try to start anything. I just waited to see what Ed was gonna do. He didn't wait long.

My wife was laying on her back on the floor, all dreamy eyed and freshly fucked. She glowed with an irresistable feminine sexuality that couldn't be ignored, especially under the circumstances. Ed knee-walked up beside her and dangled that big, black dick of his right in her face, urging her to suck it again. She looked as sexy and desirable as I have ever seen her as she allowed him stick it in her mouth. When it started to get really hard, she grabbed it with her hands and started to suck like she meant business. He threw his head back as she trembled and took him deep in her mouth.

"That's it" he whispered, holding her head with his hands "suck it! suck it whitegirl!" I was taking pictures as fast as I could and the video camera was getting everything on tape. It was great. But, then she suddenly stopped sucking and tried to sit up. Just like before, Ed tried to hold her head down and get it back in her mouth. He didn't want her to stop. He wanted to cum in her mouth.

But my crafty little, dick loving wife was having none of that. She pushed him down toward her pussy and spread her legs wide apart. "Fuck me, big Ed" she whispered, lifting her hips suggestively, urging him to get between her legs. Ed's big cock was still wet and shiney with her saliva and it was hard enough a cat couldn't scratch it . " I want it in me," she said whorishly. "Mount me, mustache man!" She planted her heels and lifted her ass up off the floor. She moaned, rubbing herself between the legs and tried to pull him down on top of her. I almost shot off all over myself when she gritted her teeth and moaned, "Gimme that black dick! I want it in me again!"

Ed moved up between her legs, holding his huge cock out like a club. He stuck it in her pussy just far enough to part her labias. Then, with tantalizing slowness, he pushed it all the way in. Inch by inch, I watched him bury the entire length of that huge, black cock inside her pussy. He didn't stop until his pubic hair was meshed with hers and there was nothing left to give. I've never seen anyone take that much dick in my life. When he started to move it back and forth inside her, my wife raised her legs high up on his back, hunching up against him wildly. She shuddered and her whole body turned beet red as she launched into one of the best orgasms I've ever seen her have. She came so hard her whole body was shaking.

Then, as her initial spasm subsided, she started rotating her hips, giving Big Ed that pussy like I 've never seen her give it to anyone before. I was completely blown away as I watched ED drive his huge cock into her sweet pussy. It was the most arousing thing I ever saw. "Do you know how sexy you look with that big black dick in you, baby?" I whispered, jerking on my own stiff cock and watching their every move.

When Big Ed finally let go deep inside my wife's stretched pussy lips, I let go on her face and down her titties. I was cumming on her and Ed was cumming in her and we all thought we were gonna die it was so good. It just might have been the best orgasm of my whole life. If anything ever feels any better than it did right then, it'll kill me for sure.

Not long after that Ed got dressed. We were all pretty well spent. He said he had to work the next day and he left. My wife and I spent the rest of that night and most of the next day fucking and talking about Ed's big cock. I never saw my wife or anyone else take that much dick and seeing it made me hotter than I've ever been in my life.

Ed longdicked her like I never could and I know my wife liked it more than she was willing to admit. I'm sure he must have penetrated her womb. There's no where else for a dick that long to go. Anyway, I loved watching her give him the pussy. It was as good as "white pussy" ever gets. And it still makes me hot to think about it. Big Ed was definitely a KEEPER!

As I got close to the bedroom, I could see most of the room in the mirror on the outside of the bedroom door without going into the bedroom myself. Russell was busy removing my wife's top. He always paid a lot of attention to her breasts. He really liked big white titties and he started playing with hers as soon as they cleared her bra.

I watched him tease and suck her nipples as he manuvered her colorful panties down her legs and off. I watched him spread her legs and bury his face between them. I could only see the back of his head and it was even harder to see what he was doing in the mirror. But, whatever it was, my wife sure liked it! She was getting off in no time, lifting her hips and grabbing at Russell's head. My dick was hard as a rock! They both thought I was still tied to that chair. I don't know why that excited me so much but it did. Watching in secret is much more arousing than just watching. Its naughtier when they don't know you're watching.

When Russell finally raised his head from between her legs, his face and mustache glistened with moisture. He whispered something and my wife blushed a little as she helped him remove his shorts. He must have asked her suck his dick because thats what she did. It was sticking out between them like a cop's nightstick and she just grabbed it and started sucking it. God she looked sexy doing that! I love to watch her suck cock, especially black cock!

Russell was watching her too, touching her hair and whispering encouragement. That was something compelling and primal about the picture she and Russell made at that moment. Seeing her submissively on her knees, naked and white, with his big black dick in her mouth was too much for me. I shot off all over the hallway!

I'm not sure if Russell got off in her mouth or not, but I don't think so. He was still hard when he pushed her down on her back with her head toward the door and my mirror. I had a straight on view as Russell straddled her chest and thumped his rigid cock in the valley between her breasts. She put her hands on the sides of her breasts and lifted them up and in until his big cock was completely enveloped by her bosom.

Interacial titty fucking is so sexy to watch. The way that big black cock disappears in the valley between those soft white titties and then reappears - WOW! Whenever Russell's big cock reappeared above her breasts, my horny little wife tucked her chin and opened her mouth, allowing him to push the end of his dick between her lips! That was really hot. Russell was titty fucking her and getting his dick sucked at the same time!

I started playing with my own cock again, unable to believe how aroused I was. Then my wife released her breasts and Russell's big black dick bounced free. She quickly covered the dark head with her mouth, giving it a long slow suck before kissing the tip and urging Russell to lay down on his back with his head toward the door. I had a perfect view as she swung her leg over his body, straddling him on her knees. Her magnificent naked ass was pointed right at Russell's face (and mine). He rose up briefly, gripping her hips with his hands and rubbed his face against her ass. I couldn't see because his back was in the way but from the way my wife quivered and shook, he must have been tonguing her ass. When Russell stopped licking her ass, he fell back on the bed and out of my line of sight. I could see perfectly as my wife grabbed his big cock and manuvered her pretty ass around until the head of his dick was touching her labias. She rubbed his cockhead thru her wetness and back again, teasing her clitoris and wiggling her butt in anticipation. Russell involuntarily lifted his hips, attempting to enter her but his big cock slid up between the cheeks of her ass.

Russell relaxed, sliding back down as my anxious wife raised her pretty ass again. This time it was perfect. She held his big cock directly beneath the hairy triangle between her legs and slowly lowered herself down, parting her labias so he could enter her. She did it slowly until he was well inside her, then she leaned forward on her hands and started working her butt up and down.

For a moment, all I saw was her beautiful white ass swallowing up Russell's long black cock over and over again. It was hypnotic. Then Russell's hands were on her hips again, controlling the tempo, bouncing her up and down. He pushed her forward, spreading her ass and holding the cheeks apart so he (and I) could see her puckered asshole as his black dick invaded her white pussy again and again.

I, of course, got so fired up watching from my hiding place, I shot off in the hallway again. I distinctly heard my wife say "Fuck it ohhh fuck it" as Russell pulled her down, forcing his big cock deeper. "Fuck my white pussy!" she said, helping him thrust harder and deeper.

As exciting as that was to hear, I realized that my wife knew I was there the moment she said it. The perfect views I kept getting were not good fortune. She knew and she was making sure I could see. And now, by saying the things she was saying, I knew she was trying to make it even better for me. She knows how hot I get when she asks for it like that. Then she kind of half whispered, "I wish my husband's cock was as big as yours, Russell. I love him but he can't fuck me like you can!"

I don't know what common nerve her urgings struck but suddenly we were all cumming. Her ass was mashed flat against Russell's thighs and their pubic hair was meshed together. His big cock was spurting her pussy full of cream, and she was squirming and rotating her hips, trying to get him even further inside her.

She panted and trembled and moaned and squealed and flushed blood red before she stiffened and climaxed atop the ebony geyser spurting in her depths. "Oh my godddd!" she murmured, as a series of orgasms stupified her completely. I've never seen her look sexier or more desirable than she did right then.

After they settled down and started looking for something to put on, I sneaked back into the front room and retied myself. When they came out, I acted like I wanted to know what they did in there where I couldn't see them. And I wanted to know why they had to whisper so I couldn't hear either.

My wife called me a 'poor baby' and started untying my hands. When my hands were free, she grabbed one and pressed it between her legs. "Russell fucked me, honey. I'm still wet with his cum!" she said, watching my cock twitch and harden as she said it. Then she grabbed Russell's semi-hard cock and started stroking it up and down. "Why don't we show him what he missed, baby" she told Russell as she dropped to knees in the floor and started sucking his cock slow and deep just like she had in the bedroom.

I sat in the chair and watched her suck his dick until it as straight and hard as a nightstick again. This time Russell laid her out in the floor and climbed on top of her. Her legs flew open and he stuck his dick in her right away. After some preliminary pussy probing, he raised her legs up against her breasts and started to pile drive her pussy with short rough deeply penetrating strokes. Everytime he lifted his hips on the out stroke, I could see my wife's face thru the opening between their bodies. Then he would ram that black dick back in her and I couldn't see anything but meshed pubic hairs and tangled white and black limbs. Then he would lift up and there was her flushed and eager face waiting for the next descent.

It didn't take long, I can tell you that. And after he pumped her pussy full of cum again, Russell was pretty much shot. So were we, so we all said goodnight and he left. I've never told my wife that I actually saw them in the bedroom and she never mentioned it either. She just grins and tells me all sorts of things whenever I ask to tell me what they did while they had me tied to that chair. Its our little game, I guess.

You see, after Larry left that night, I went down to the lobby for some ice. The same 2 bellmen who oogled my wife when she, I and Larry were in the elevator earlier, were in the lobby cleaning up. The younger one smiled, remembering me from earlier. "Saw your friend leave" he said, still grinning. "You folks have a good time?" My cock stirred in my pants. I'm insatiable sometimes. "As a matter of fact," I told him, drawing him closer, "my wife is still a little frustrated. Our gentleman friend was all horn and no exhaust pipe, if you know what I mean."

My meaning was clear. "That's too bad" he sympathsized."Maybe we could help..." he concluded, nodding in the direction of the older bellman. I liked that idea and he could tell I liked it by the rockhard erection pushing out the front of my pants. He turned and conferred with his older co-worker. After a few head nods and a couple hell yes's, he turned back to me and said he and Booker might stop by our room in a little while to relieve my wife's frustration if that was okay with me. I assured him it would be our pleasure. His name was Cordell. As I was leaving, I told him I wanted to watch them do my wife so bad I was cumming just thinking about it. He laughed out loud. "Me too, man" he grinned, hefting his crotch. "Don't wait too long then" I taunted, heading for the elevator.

When I got back to the room, I reminded my wife about the 2 bellmen and how they had looked at us when we came in. I reminded her of what we both thought for an instant when we saw them oogling her. We had both thought about them coming to the room with Larry and us and we both remembered how exciting that thought had been. Finally I asked her what she thought about those two coming up to the room later and maybe picking up where Larry left off. She answered me by putting my hand between her legs. She was already wet at the thought of it and she moaned when my fingers touched her pussy.

We cut off all the lights and lay in the darkness fondling each other as we fantasized about those two black bellboys and their (we hoped) big, thick cocks. She loves to be filled and stretched and she likes giving her southern fried married white pussy to black guys! We really got into it and we were both fully aroused and squirming with anticipation when we finally heard them at the door. "Leave the lights off" she whispered, as I rose to let them in. "I want to do it in the dark."

I slipped the door open and joined them in the corridor. My bathrobe was sticking out in the front like a tent. I told them she wanted it in the dark but I still wanted to watch. They promised to leave the nightlight onturn on the nightlight. It wouldn't be bright enough to bother her but it would be enough light for me to see by. Then, I followed them into the room and watched them make their way to the bed where my naked wife lay waiting. They didn't turn on the nightlight right away so I couldn't make them out at first. One of them already had his cock in her mouth. I could hear her sucking it. I moved to the window and seperated the drapes, letting in enough light to see what was happening on the bed.

My wife wasn't just sucking one of them, she was sucking them both. She was on her knees between them with a big black cock in each hand, sucking one for minute and then the other. I had never seen her sucking two dicks like that before. It was fantastic! My dick's never been harder than it was right then - not even on our wedding night! The older one, Booker had about 7" and his cock was really thick. Cordell's dick was longer, maybe 10 or 11 inches. It wasn't as thick as Booker's but it was thicker than my little 6 incher for sure.

My darling wife likes big dicks as much as I do and for some reason, black guys always have the biggest dicks! At least they did that night in DC. First Larry's big salami and now these two big dicked bellmen. It couldn't have worked out better if we had planned it. My wife looked so sexy as she sucked them back and forth, whorishly loving every minute of it! It was really hot the way she did it too, constantly jerking off both cocks to keep them hard while she took turns sucking them. Her tiny hands seemed smaller and definitely whiter wrapped around those black cocks. And the sexy way she sucked them back and forth like that got me so hot I started stroking my own cock as I watched.

Her heart shaped ass was wiggling around above and behind her as her lips glided up and down Booker's big tool. Cordell noticed and moved into position behind her. I knew by the way he was holding that big cock of his, he was going to fuck her. He asked her if she liked it doggie style. Her excited "yes" made my dick even harder. Cordell told her to keep sucking Booker. "I want to watch you do him while I'm fucking you" Then he rubbed his cockhead along the deep crack between the full cheeks of my wife's ass. "I love white pussy!" he said, driving his rigid tool as deep as he could into her hairy love box.

I was surprised at how easily she handled his length. He was all the way in on the 2nd thrust and after that, it was long-dicking and finger picking until one of the bellboys was ready to give up the cum. Fortunately for us dick-in-the-pussy lovers, Cordell surrendered 1st, ramming every inch of his big dick in her before shooting off and bathing her womb and inner vagina with cum. When he finished spurting inside her, Cordell slowly withdrew. She was still sucking Booker's thick tool and he looked awfully close to letting go in her mouth.

He squawked when my wife suddenly stopped sucking and raised her head up off his cock. While he was still trying to figure out why she quit, she pivoted and quickly straddled him with her ass pointed right at his face. She reached between her legs and grabbed his cock, then she held it against the center of the hairy triangle between her legs and slowly lowered herself down until his big cock was buried inside her steamy pussy. "I want you to fuck me too" she murmured, starting to rock up and down like a bitch in heat.

She looked as sexy as I've ever seen her as Booker fondled the cheeks of her ass and watched his big dick slide in and out of her snug vagina. My wife set the tempo and rode Booker's big cock relentlessly until he got so excited he couldn't wait any longer. Arching up beneath her, he pulled down on her hips, forcing his dick as far into her as it would go. "Cum baby - lets cum!" he said, adding his cum to the fluids his friend had already left inside her. My suddenly insatiable wife quivered and shook and babbled her way to another gut wrenching orgasm of her own. It was erotic as hell.

As she and Booker lay panting on the bed, Cordell remembered the nightlight and turned it on. Now that nothing was going on, I could really see good. What I saw was my naked wife was laying between two naked blackmen, her legs slightly apart with trickles of their hot cum still oozing out of her freshly fucked pussy. It was the most arousing thing I ever saw. As they both fondled her playfully, hoping for another go round, she drifted off to sleep. I must have too because the next thing I remember is waking up in the dark to the sounds my wife makes when she's getting fucked.

When my eyes adjusted to the gloom, the nightlight was illuminating enough for me to see what was going on. I couldn't believe what I saw. My wife was actually being oreoed by those two blackmen and it was so hot my dick was instantly hard and throbbing in my hand. Cordell was flat on his back with his long black dick buried in her pussy, and he was fucking her for all he was worth. Behind and on top of her, his pal Booker was busy cramming his thick cock into the puckered tightness of her tiny asshole.

My wife had never had a black cock in her ass and a black cock in her pussy at the same time before, and the way she was babbling and shaking and cumming all over herself, she obviously liked the way it felt. Booker was muttering about how tight and hot her ass was and Cordell was telling her he could actually feel his friend's big cock moving around in there.

Even if she had wanted to resist, my wife couldn't have. Her ass and pussy were filled with hard black cock and she was trapped between them. All she could do was lay there and take it! And she really took it too! She took it all! Watching both those black cocks stabbing into her like that was so sexy and hot, I got all aroused and started playing with myself again. Those two bellmen pounded like that, front and back, again and again, until she and I both were overcome with passion and desire.

"Ohhhhhhhh God YES" she moaned as Booker shoved every inch of his big thick tool into her stretched and battered asshole. "Right there, baby. Ohhhh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!!" she chanted. As those 2 big dicked bellboys penetrated her fore and aft in rythymic unison, she started cumming like I had never seen her cum before in my life. She went into some kind of psycho-sexual trance and came over and over and over again. She absolutely loved getting it in both her holes at the same time like that.

And the bellboys loved it too! They buried both their black cocks and started shooting off inside her pussy and ass at the same time. It was the most arousing thing I ever saw. My wife went ballistic allover again as they pumped her pussy and ass full of warm sticky semen. She'd never been oreoed like that before and she hasn't stop craving it since. It was momentous; and so was my orgasm.

I sprayed cum everywhere as they emptied their balls inside my wife's body. It was the best black/white fucking I ever saw and definitely the best fucking (black or white) my wife ever got. As we all lay around after, panting with pulse pounding exertion and wallowing in the warmth of total gratification, the polite bellboys got dressed and quietly left the room. Even that was sexy - leaving us sprawled out on the bed with their cum still oozing out of my wife's pussy and ass.

We dozed off again and when we woke up we started fucking right away, remembering the night before. We fucked like rabbits for weeks, unable to get that night and all its wonders off our minds. We still end up fucking like rabbits every time we mention getting oreo'ed or talk about that night. It was some of the best sex we've ever had and that night in DC is not something either of us will ever forget.

When my wife stopped sucking Clyde's cock, he and Carroll laid her down on the bed. Carroll pulled her legs apart while Clyde got between them. "Fuck'er Clyde" Carroll urged "lemme see you fuck her!" I took picture after picture of Clyde's big dick pistoning in and out of my wife's hairy pussyhole. The black on white contrast was mesmerizing. Carroll's dick was just as hard as mine and he liked watching Clyde fuck her as much as I did. Clyde fucked the shit out of her too, burying his big cock to the balls repeatedly. He stretched her and filled her again and again until she started to moan with delight. It was too hot for words.

Seeing all three of our hardons at the same time really turned my wife on. She wanted to fuck us all. And she sort of took over the party after that. She went in the bathroom and made us wait while she freshened up. She came out in a long haired auburn wig wearing a see-thru nightgown, panties, garters , hose and heels. She looked like a hooker and we all loved it. She danced for us and took off her clothes as she gyrated around us in that motel room. She touched us and let us touch her while she danced. She sucked us individually with each other watching and then she fucked us individually with each other watching too. Watching her with Carroll between her legs and then Clyde between her legs and then Carroll and then Clyde and then me and then..... I was delighted to discover how much my horny little wife likes getting it from more than one guy. When she gets as hot as she got on this occasion, she'll spread her legs all night long, for anybody and everybody. The three of us fucked her until her pussy was sore.

She loves playing the part of a cock loving whore and letting everybody have the pussy. And I love watching her get it too. Nothing excites me like watching her fuck a bunch of different guys one right after the other like that. It was a special, special night. Since that night, I have tried to line up situations where she might get fucked by several guys whenever I could because we both like it so much.

My story started when my 21 year old daughter brought home her 28 year old black boyfriend who's name was Jimmy, who seemed to be a very intelligent and charming young man. But, after he had left the house my husband who was jealous that his daughter was dating a black man, went crazy and told me to never allow him to see Lisa ever again. After talking with her we finally agreed that she could not have him over the house when ever her father was home. Since my husband went out of town for the weekend once a month, she used this time to bring Jim home and after a couple of months had to I admit that he was very charming though I never really got to know him because he for the most part just picked up my daughter and they went out. Well, one weekend after getting my husband packed off on his business trip, I started to prepare dinner for my self and the girls, Lisa, and Debbie, when the phone rang and my mother in law said she had sprained her ankle and asked if Lisa and Debbie would like to come over and spend the weekend with her to help her out.

Well, after getting my girls all packed up and over to their grandmothers, I again started to prepare dinner for my self when the door bell rang and it was Jim. Feeling sorry that he had driven over here for nothing, and after explaining what had happened asked if he would like to stay for dinner since I thought it would be a nice way to see who my daughter was dating. He politely agreed and told me he would love to, and as I began preparing dinner I was suprised to find that he was very charming and had me laughing with his quick wit and humor. As we finished dinner I had to admit that it was a long time since I enjoyed the company of a man who was able to make me laugh and feel good about my self again. As I carried the dishes into the kitchen, he followed behind me and as he placed his dish into the sink I felt his huge arms wrap around me. As I turned around I was startled to see this young man embraceing me and giving me a kiss that made my head spin. After our lips parted I tried to tell him that we should'nt be doing this but he began kissing me about my face and telling me he that all he wanted to do is to make love to me since the first time he laid eyes on me and after promising that no one would ever know allowed him to feel my pussy, and this handsome young man brought me to my first orgasm in more than four years right there on the kitchen floor with his fingers as I held on to his arms. He then led me into my bed room where he quickly finished undressing me.

He then took off his shirt and I looked at this handsome young black man in awe as he stood before of me. He was 6' 5" tall and built like a brick house. I began kissing his chest and he was suprised to see me telling him how beautifull he was as I sucked about his chest and nipples as we carressed each other. I couldn't believe what was happening as I held this muscular young man in my arms. He then began telling me how I belonged to him and was never going to need my husband to make love to me ever again. As he took off his pants I couldn't believe what I was looking at. His cock wasn't just big, but was rock hard, and 18" long and so wide around that I couldn't wrap my hand around it. He then asked me if my husband had one that big and I knew then that I was in for trouble because I knew my husband was never going to match up to him. I never liked oral sex when my husband had asked for it but when he pulled my head towards his huge cock I wanted as much as I could get of it into my mouth as I started sucking the head of his penis and began working my mouth down the side of his dick I realized just how big he was. The head of his dick was so big that I was able to stick my tounge into his pee hole, never before in my life was I so wild as I sucked this young mans dick with a passion.

He then pulled back my head and spread eagled me on the bed and after pumping his dick deep up into my womb, about three or four times I had my second orgasm. His dick strecthed my pussy so wide that I couldn't believe this was happening to me. He then sat me up on the bed and we talked about what he just did to me, and told me that from now on I belonged to him. All I could think about was the length of his big dick and couldn't stop myself with playing with it and soon began feeling myself getting horny again and as he sucked my nipples, and began telling me that I had to obey him as if I were his wife which I agreed to do so as I knew I would never be sastified by any one else. He then mounted me again and told me this time we were both going to come. As he put the full length of his 18" cock up into my cunt, I started to come but he held me back untill I calmed down, and after about three times he started pumping me like crazy untill we both were grabbing a hold of each other so tight that we both had orgasms, he came inside of me so much that my bed sheets were soaked with his semen.

Never before had I experenced anything like this, as he pulled his cock out of he was still spurting semen and my pussy was dripping from the load he put in me. The two of us sucked and fucked through out the weekend, and when my daughters came home that Sunday I was suprised to see the smiles on their faces when they seen Jimmy and my self walking around in bath robes. I then found out that he wasn't just fucking Lisa, but my 19 year old daughter Debbie, as well. After screwing the three of us for a day, we all vowed that this black buck was going to take care of us for the rest of our lives and decieded that we were going to teach their father a lesson for being predjudice for so long. When he arrived home Debbie stripped down in front of him and he began screaming for this nigger to get out of his house. Jimmy then punched him in the face and told him to sit down and watch, and he did. Jimmy then began stretching Debbies cunt so wide apart that she quickly came in front of her father, he then made Lisa, take off her bath robe and in seconds had her comming, after that he told them to go up stairs and told my husband what the score was. Jim began undressing me me right in front of him. As my husband protested Jim again had to smack him and he knew that he was no match for this big black stud and watched as Jimmy showed him how to satisfy his wife. After that he threw my husband out of the house and that was the last we seen of him. That was 5 years ago and since then both my self and my 2 daughters have given birth to this mans children. I guess what I'm trying to say is that if a young black man walks into your life you should enjoy the experence. Please dont use my E-mail address if you wish to use this story. Joan.

The story concerns my ex-wife. Let me begin by explaining that my ex and I are like best friends. Unlike most divorced couples, we never got to the point of screaming and fighting and basically hating each other's guts. Instead, we decided to split-up and go our separate ways before we got to that point.

At this point I should describe my ex-wife. She is in her early 30's, hispanic, 4' 8" and about 85 lbs. She is very pretty, with big dark eyes, dark hair, and the cutest dimples when she smiles. Although she is very petite, she has a very curvy figure, like the proverbial hourglass. She's also the hottest piece of ass I've ever had, and I've had a few. Let's just call her S.

We talk often, and do favors for each other when possible. We also enjoy casual sex here and there. After all, when you've done it a million times together, what's wrong with doing it once in a while, here and there. The story starts during one of these sessions, which just so happened to be early in the morning one day before I had to go to work. Anyway, we are fucking away and I notice that her pussy feels a little loose, kind of sloppy. I asked her what was up and she just laughed and told me she had been made a member of the BMW club. I asked her what the BMW club was all about, but she just laughed and said it was sort of a secret club, but she would tell me about it someday. We didn't speak of this again for some time, but the idea had piqued my curiosity. I thought about it often, but never brought it up again.

One evening, several weeks later, we were fucking again and I mentioned to her that her pussy was definitely a lot looser then it used to be. She laughed and said "did you forget what I told you about the BMW club?" I reminded her that she had only told me the name of the club, but she had yet to explain it. She then began to tell me the story as we continued fucking at a leisurely pace. It seems that she was visiting a friend to score some high-priced bud. While she was there, she met another guy who was also there to score. Let's just call him B. Anyway, she got stoned, got her bud, and left to meet some other friends.

A couple of weeks later, she went to the same place, for the same reason, and bumped into the same guy, B. They made small talk, got stoned, and again she left without giving it much thought. The next week, when she called about some smoke, her friend said he was out and he had not been able to get anything lately. He then told her that his friend B had some very good bud, and did she want his number. She said yes, wrote down the number, then hung-up and called B to ask about the smoke. He was very glad to hear from her, and invited her to his house. He gave her the directions and the address. Then he said he had just gotten home from work, and asked her to wait about 20 minutes before she came over so he could take a shower.

S waited about 30 minutes, then left to go and score the bud. When B answered the door, he was wearing a bathrobe which he held together in the front with one hand while answering the door. At this point, I should tell you about B. He is about 30 years old, stands about 6' 2" or 6' 3" tall, weighs in the neighborhood of 200 lbs, and according to S, he is "buff". He is also an extremely dark black man.

Anyway, S went in and sat down on a large sofa, while B left the room saying he would bring out the good buds in a second. When he returned, he was carrying some sort of tray and still holding the front of the bathrobe. He sat down at the other side of the sofa and began rolling a fat joint. They talked and laughed, enjoying about half of the joint, which was apparently quite strong. B then asked S if she wanted anything to drink. Her mouth was quite dry and she said yes she would like a soda if he had it. B then went to the kitchen and returned with a diet Coke and a beer. As he approached the sofa, he handed her the diet Coke with one hand. But, since he had the beer in his other hand, the front of the bathrobe came open. You can guess what happened next. S found herself staring at a large semi-erect penis, less than 2 feet in front of her face. She said she tried not to stare, but the size of the dick in front of her was enormous and she couldn't help but to look at it. She said it appeared to be nearly a foot in length and extremely fat. B broke the momentary silence by apologizing and closing the front of the bathrobe as he went and sat at the other end of the sofa. B wanted to smoke the rest of the joint he had rolled, but S said she had to leave and would he sell her some of the weed. They concluded the transaction without further incident, and S left to go home.

Two more weeks passed, and then one evening one of S's girlfriends asked her if she knew about any really good bud. She called her friend, but he said no, so she called B. He said yes, he did have something very good, and she should feel free to come over. She told him it would be a little later in the evening before she could come by, and he said he was not going out that night so she could come by the house whenever she liked.

It turned out that S went to a female version of a bachelor party for one of her friends, complete with male stripper and drinking games. She showed-up at B's house a little after 11:00 PM, slightly drunk and eager to get home and go to bed. She rang the doorbell, but got no response. She then knocked as hard as she could, but still no answer. She waited a couple of minutes and was just about to leave when B opened the door. He was yawning and said that he had dozed-off waiting for her. He was standing partly behind the door, but S said she could see that he was not wearing a shirt. She walked past B into the room, and sat down on the sofa. When she looked up, B closed the door and turned to walk toward her. He was wearing only a pair of volleyball-style shorts, very short with large leg openings. She again was greeted by the sight of his large penis, this time completely flaccid but still dangling 3-4" below the opening of the shorts.

B then apologized, saying he never wore underwear, but he made no effort to cover his exposed penis. Instead, he asked if S would like him to put on some underwear. She didn't say anything at first, and B quickly added that he didn't think it would be necessary, especially since she had already seen "it" before. They both laughed, B sat down, and they proceeded to smoke a joint that he already had rolled. Between the pot and the tequila she had been drinking earlier, S was feeling no pain and was getting sleepier by the minute. She asked B about the bud, and he said to wait a minute and got up to walk to his bedroom. When he got up, S got another look at his penis, and this time she said it looked like it was semi-erect again. A little longer, and very thick, as she had seen it on her previous visit.

B did not return right away, and S ended-up dozing-off on the sofa. She had no idea how long she had been asleep. When she awoke, B was between her legs, her light summer dress pushed-up to her waist, as B held her legs up high with her feet over his shoulders. With his hands, he had pushed her panties to one side and was rubbing the head of his now fully-erect penis up and down her slit. She started to try to pull away, but B now held both her legs up firmly in one hand while he continued to try and guide his dick into her pussy with his other hand. S began to whimper, and told him "no, please, it's too big." B assured her it would not hurt, and that if it did he would remove it.

S was having none of it, and begged him not to force her (he was much bigger and stronger and she knew he could pretty much do what he wanted to her). B then backed-off, put her legs down, and put her dress back down over her legs. He then stood-up in front of S. It was then that she got her first sight of his dick at full erection, in all it's massive glory. She recalled thinking it was more than a foot in length, and so thick that the sheer weight of the dick prevented it from standing up. She said it hung at about a 45 degree angle, but B reached underneath it and raised it up to her eye level and asked her if she had ever seen a dick that big before. She couldn't really speak to answer, so she just shook her head no.

B then asked her if she was afraid of his dick. Again she shook her head no again. He then asked her if she was prejudiced because he was black. Again she said nothing, but shook her head no. It was then that he began to realize that she was totally mesmerized by the sight of the big dick in front of her. He took one of her hands and placed it on the shaft of the huge dick. She was reluctant at first, but with a little encouragement she began to stroke the shaft of the dick with one hand. As I mentioned before, she is very petite (size 4½ shoe) with hands so small she could not close one hand all the way around the thick shaft. B told her to use both hands. She then grabbed the dick with both hands and began to jack the big dick, but apparently she was not doing it correctly. B showed her how to use both hands together to completely encircle the thick shaft and to use a steady jacking motion from the base of the dick to the head.

B then reached down and began to pinch her nipples through her dress, and asked her to show him her tits. She released his erect penis, pulled the straps down on her dress, then pulled her bra up letting her small but perfect titties spill into view. B immediately began to tweak and pinch her nipples. S quickly sought-out his dick and began the jacking motion again, this time a little faster and a little more frenzied. B then told her since she didn't want to fuck him, she would have to get him off by sucking his big dick. She looked at the big head of his penis. She said it was very large, dark purple, and shaped something like a helmet, with the back part flaring-out to be wider even than the immense shaft. He repeated the line about her sucking him off, so she nodded yes, and said she would try to suck him off. These were the first words she had spoken in some time, and B knew she was almost his.

He told her to purse her lips tightly over her teeth, top and bottom. Then he told her to clamp her lips down firmly on the big head and to move it back and forth, in and out, being careful not to touch the dickhead with her teeth. Then he told her to move her lips only as far as the back of the big head, then back to the front, so that the dick just barely left her lips, to let it plunge forward again, and to keep jacking the thick shaft with her hands. Once she got a good rhythm going on the big dick, B reached down and began to finger her pussy. He began telling her how wet her pussy was, how she was ready to take the big dick up inside her, and that he would make her feel like a woman for the first time in her life.

S said she was starting to get sore muscles in her jaw, but B was holding her head with one hand, fingering her pussy with his other hand, and seemed determined to keep fucking her mouth until the big dick finally came. Soon enough, B began oohing and aahing, and S knew he was getting close. She then began sucking a bit harder with her lips and squeezing the shaft a little tighter as she jacked the big dick for all she was worth. When B finally told her he was going to come, he told her not to let any of his come escape her mouth or "she would regret it." S said she felt a stream of warm fluid in her mouth and she thought B was coming, but she now says that was only a little pre-come and it was still a couple of minutes before B began to come in earnest. First, he grabbed her head with both hands, slamming his dick roughly into her mouth while jamming her head up and down at a furious pace. She was unprepared for the first jet of come, which shot to the back of her mouth with such force that she said it felt like it was shot out of some powerful water pistol. She began swallowing the globs of come as best she could, then several seconds later, he began to erupt again. The second blast had barely subsided when S reached up and squeezed one of his huge balls in one hand, eliciting yet another powerful blast of his come into her mouth.

Although B had apparently finished coming, he would not release S's head and continued moving his now semi-erect penis back and forth between her lips. She tried to pull away, but he held her fast and told her nobody had ever sucked his dick better. He said he now owed her "big time." When he finally removed his dick from her mouth, she had no energy left whatsoever, and sort of collapsed back onto the sofa. B went and sat down beside her on the sofa. He placed one of her hands on his dick and told her to make it hard again, but she begged him for a little time to rest.

In a matter of minutes, S had fallen asleep again, this time falling-over onto her side. She was soon awakened to the feeling of something very large being pressed slowly and steadily into her pussy from behind. She was so wet from the excitement of sucking the big dick and the finger-banging that he had given her, B was having little trouble getting the big head past her cuntlips. S started to tell him something, but B reached around with one hand and covered her mouth while holding her waist with his other hand as he continued to impale her on his big dick. Once S quit fighting the inevitable and started getting into the fuck, she said the feeling was incredible. She started pushing back onto the dick as best she could in the awkward position she was in, but ultimately B withdrew and told her to get up on her hands and knees. He then began to slowly feed the big dick back into her pussy from behind, using his hands to hold her by the hips and pull her firmly back onto him. As he increased his rhythym and pushed more and more of his dick inside her, S began to feel a huge orgasm building-up inside her. She asked him how much of his dick he was fucking her with, and he told her "about half of it." She could feel the big dick "bottoming-out" in her pussy with each stroke. As she got closer to her orgasm she began to push and buck wildly, telling B how much she loved the feel of his dick inside her between her gasps for air. He calmly told her to enjoy it, but that it was only the first of many she would experience that night. She then began to come. A little at first, then as he continued to pound her she was literally roaring as she came in a torrent, soaking B's dick with her juices and collapsing onto her stomach. B kept his dick in her at first while she lay panting for breath, then he withdrew it and took a seat near her head on the sofa.

When S finally caught her breath, she looked up to see B stroking a very large and very hard erection only inches from her face. "Did you come?" she asked him. "No," he said laughing, "I always last longer the second time." She then reached down to check her pussy and found that it was a mess. Very wet, juices flowing down the inside of both legs, and she said it felt like she could have put her whole hand up inside because her cuntlips were spread wide open. B asked her if she was okay, and she said yes, "just a little sore." "You'll get used to it" he told her, "you just need more practice." With that he waved the menacing figure of his throbbing penis at her again and told her she was now going to get on top, where she would be able to control how much of the big dick she took up inside of her. Slowly she drew herself up and moved to straddle his huge erection. He asked her something else, but she said she didn't hear what he said. She said she was now responding on a very primeval sexual level, she wasn't even thinking any conscious thoughts other than her desire to get the big dick back inside her.

Taking his dick in one hand, she slowly began to ease down on to it. B took this opportunity to remove her dress and bra over her head. As she settled onto his big dick, B began to kiss and suck her titties, making the nipples erect and dark. He was telling her how beautiful her little titties were, and she was just starting to settle into a steady rocking motion, when she started oohing and aahing, gurgling and grunting as she haunched on the huge weapon. He was just now learning that her nipples are extremely sensitive and they seem to be directly connected to her pussy. She was now about to explode into orgasm again, this time in a matter of only a few minutes. The last thing she said she remembered, was looking down between her legs. She said she could not believe her eyes, because there was still about half of the huge penis visible, while the big head was banging hard against her cervix on every downstroke. She then started coming uncontrollably, holding B tightly by his neck as he held her hips, constantly trying to force more of the big dick inside her.

When the flush of her orgasm subsided, she started to rock on the big dick again, but she was completely out of gas. B realized she was tired, so he lifted her up off his dick and gently laid her on the floor. She showed no resistance whatsoever as he lifted her legs up together by the feet and began to work his big dick back into her now very wet and very dilated pussy. In no time, he was banging down hard and making her grunt on every stroke. At one point she asked him how much of the big dick he had up inside of her, but he didn't respond. He then spread her legs apart and brought them down to his sides. Taking one of her thighs in each hand, he began to fuck her in earnest. He told her " next time we fuck, you'll be able to get more of it up in you. After that, you'll be able to take a little more every time." "Do you think I'll ever be able to take it all?" she asked. "Oh yeah," he said. "You're going to eventually take it all and then some." "But will my pussy be all stretched-out?" she asked. He laughed and told her "yes, but don't worry. That's part of joining the club." "What club?" she asked. "The BMW club. You know, Been Made Wide. BMW."

S felt herself building-up to another orgasm. She told him she was going to come again, but he told her to wait and come with him. She couldn't wait, and started panting and gasping as she came. B wasn't far behind, and she said right before he came it felt like he was fucking her harder with every stroke. When he came she said his body tensed and twitched as he tried to hold onto her, trying to keep his dick inside her as far as he could. Their passion had finally subsided, but B kept his now rapidly deflating dick inside her, he said to savor the feeling of her juicy and well-fucked cunt as it gripped his dick like a warm, wet glove. When he did remove the dick from her pussy, it made a plopping sound, like removing a cork from a bottle. S then fell into a deep sleep. Awakening early in the morning, she put her dress back on and quietly slipped out the door, not bothering to wake B or even to say goodbye. She smiled to herself as she walked to her car. She said she hadn't needed to say goodbye, because she knew she would be back.

But that is another story.

Its a fantasy for her, for her husband, and for me. For the married white lady, its a big black dick she's not supposed to touch. For me, its that white pussy I'm not supposed to have. And, for her husband, its watching a black man fuck his wife they way he would fuck her himself if he could. Something for everybody and everybody wins. Thats why 3ways with white couples are always so damn good for me. If there's anything better than that, god kept it for hisself.

I remember this one couple, Don and Sweet Pea. She was a small, big tittied redhead with a big, phat ass and a real fondness for having a black cock buried inside her. They had been "swinging" for several years and had the pics and videos to prove it. I was amazed at how tight and energetic she was after fucking so many different guys before she got to me.

She had fucked alot of guys. In fact, if Sweet Pea had as many dicks sticking out of her as she's had stuck in her, she'd look like a porcupine. But, like my daddy used to say, "If you set a trap and bait it with pussy, you catch a man!" Sweet Pea caught me the minute I saw her. I wasn't sorry then and I'm not sorry now.

When I first got between her soft, white thighs and starting longdicking her tight little pussy, her freakish ass husband asked her if she liked having a big, black dick deep inside her like that. I was delighted when she responded by lifting her hips to let my cock sink even deeper. "Like it?" she told him, smiling. "I love it! Why can't your cock be this big?" Then she looked deep into my eyes and whispered. "Mount me mustache man" as I pounded every inch of my big, hard cock all the way in her. She started cumming as soon as she felt my balls slapping against the cheeks of her upturned ass. She knew it was right where she liked it - all the way in! And she started cumming and didn't stop until I did. Her husband masturbated and chanted over and over "Fuck'er, Larry....get all that white pussy...fuck'er, fuck'er, fuck'er!!!"

With her cumming like a slut and him cheering me on, I got as far inside Sweet pea's hot pussy as I could and filled her with spurt after spurt of my thick, warm semen. That white girl went crazy. I guess she had never been long dicked before, She started shaking and quivering and gasping and mumbling about her womb and me cumming in it until I thought she was flipping out for sure. But it was actually her husband who was flipping out. He walked around with his little dick all hard, taking photos and video taping everything we did. He was constantly talking too. While I was fucking the shit out of his sexy wife, he stroked his little cock and chanted, "Fuck'er, Larry! Tear that white pussy up! Fuck'er good!...ohhh..fuck her, fuck her..." He got so excited he shot off all over the floor.

As you probably already know, longdicking a married white woman with her husband standing right there watching is quite a thrill for a black man. We love it! I found out its an even bigger thrill when her husband is urging you to fuck her the whole time you'refucking her. It was like he wanted me to fuck her as much as I wanted to fuck her myself. I got hot as shit, and, the more he cheered, the harder I rammed it to her. I never had a cheerleader when I was fucking before and it really revved me up. I punished that white pussy, and, even before I was finished, Sweet Pea was already thinking about the next time. White women always like it and always want it again!

It was more of the same from the husband when his wife was sucking my cock. He started out by asking her if she knew how sexy she looked with a big black dick in her mouth! She was too busy trying to swallow my big dick to answer him, but I knew how sexy she looked. To me, there's nothing sexier than a married white woman sucking my dick.

I always wondered what the husbands think watching their wives suck black dick right in front of'em. If this guy was any indication, they love it too! He repeatedly urged his wife to "SUCK IT! Suck that black dick!" And he kept telling me she loved cum and that I didn't have to hold back or pull out. "She swallows" I think he said.

What is it about cumming in a white woman's mouth thats makes a nigger feel ten feet high? I love that feeling more than anything. When I finally started cumming in his wife's mouth, her husband and I both watched her swallow every drop of my jungle juice like a blackcock whore in heat. He was jerking his own cock a mile a minute, mumbling..."suck it! get that cum! suck it! suck it!" He got so fired up about it, I think he wanted to suck it himself. But, he never tried anything so maybe he was just a voyeur and not a fag. Still, its strange for a white man to enjoy seeing his wife suck off a black man that much.

He was right about his wife, she was a swallower! With whorish professional accumen, she drained every drop of jism from my balls before she finally let my cock slip out of her mouth. Then she cuddled up against me, squeezing my softening cock fondly. She told me she really liked it with me. And then, loud enough for her husband to hear, she said she wished her husband could make her cum like that. All the accolades and her busy hands revived my cock almost instantly. Before I knew it, I was balls deep in her pussy again, trying to shove my cock all the way through her.

I fucked her almost nonstop for the next two hours and her husband shot off everytime I did. She seemed to stay in a constant state of orgasm the whole time, moaning and grunting her pleasure as I pounded away at her. It was (and still is) the best white pussy I ever had. I've been tapping it for over a year now and that pussy's still as good as it was the first time. She's something special and she likes fucking me as much as I like fucking her. She's always ready to give it to me (even when her husband isn't around). One time,I fucked her in the backseat of her car on her lunchbreak. That was really hot.

Of course, she ain't the only married white woman I'm fucking. I answer ads all the time. You wouldn't believe how many white men are willing to let a strange blackman fuck their wives. I guess I've gone white 'cause the pussy's so tight and hot married bitches keep me hard all night!

The transition to sports was hard on Susan, but she is a tough women and kept working at it. She got assigned to follow the Atlanta basketball program, and spent many late nights learning the game and players. It never dawned on me that she might get involved with one of the players, but she did. It came as a total shock to me as I never thought that she would allow a Black Man to have sex with her.

I still remember what she looked like before she left for the interview. She was dressed to perfection-- green skirt and jacket with matching pumps. Her face was done to perfection with red lipstick and just a hint of mascara. I kissed her goodbye and wished her good luck. I told her that I would take her out for dinner to celebrate.

I waited for her to return and began to get worried after she was late by over two hours. By 7:00 I began to try to find her and called her office without luck. I was beginning to get frantic by 8:30, and was relived to hear her car pull into the driveway. my relief turned to concern when Susan walked in the door. She looked disheveled and I could tell her make-up had been removed-- additionally she wasn't wearing pantyhose. I confronted her, but she pushed past me to the bathroom and got into the shower.

I checked the hamper and found her panties, they were totally soaked with what appeared to be semen. I confronted her again when she got out of the shower, and she began crying and confessed to having sex with the man she interviewed. I don't know what possessed me, but I pushed her onto the bed and entered her vaginally. I think I just wanted to repossess her sexually. She told me she loved me , and I told her to tell me everything that happened.

Susan told me that she was late for the interview, and he was already done with practice. She went to the locker room and found him there. she took out her notebook and began asking him questions about his season. He answered a few questions with yes...no answers, and then stood up, took off his shirt and dropped his shorts. Susan was shocked, but tried to remain composed. He then turned and walked to the shower. Susan did't know what to do, but decided that she was going to get the interview anyway. She told me that she felt like she was in a dream state as she disrobed and walked to the shower to continue the interview. He smiled as she walked in with just her notebook and pencil. He took the book from her hand and tossed it to the floor saying you will not need this.

Susan told me she felt woozy as she saw his 10" penis now fully erect. She tried to interview him, but only stammered sounding like a foolish schoolgirl. He was a large man at 6'6" 230lbs. He reached down and grabbed her ass--then inserted one and then two fingers into her ass pulling her to him using her ass as a handle. Susan gasped as he penetrated her ass and kissed her deeply. She protested and told him that she was a married women. Her lover just chuckled and placed his hands under both arms and lifting her off her feet and impaling her on his erection. Susan told me that she wrapped her legs around his waist to try to protect herself from getting penetrated too deeply. It didn't work-- he just bounced her until she was fully stuffed. She did't know how long it lasted, but she was shocked back to reality when he announced that he was ready to Cum inside her. She felt stream after stream pulsing inside her and leaking down her leg.

He invited her to his apartment to finish the interview, and fucked her vaginally and anally before concluding the interview. She tried to clean herself up before coming home, but it was obvious what she had done. I forgave her and admitted that I was turned on by what had happened. I felt better after I had cum inside her reclaiming her sexually. I am still shocked at her behavior, but also turned on by it as well.

I liked it so much that just hearing about her spreading her legs for another man turned me on. I even encouraged my wife to fuck other guys on her own as long as she came straight home and told me all about it afterward. I love fucking her used pussy while she tells about who used it and how. She's come home with stories of infidelity many times and I really get off on it, but I can't help but wonder if she fucks guys she don't tell me about. She's a clothing buyer for a big department store and she goes on 3 or 4 buying trips a year. She goes to New York, Charlotte, Houston and Atlanta to select the different lines of clothing that will be sold in the store she works for. Salesmen swarm around the buyers, taking them out to dinner and buying them drinks in hopes of persuading the buyers to buy the line of clothes they are selling. Sometimes, she returns from one of these weekend trips and tells about this salesman or that salesman that she went to bed with on this trip or that trip and I go bananas fucking her while she tells me all the details. I love it but I still worry because sometimes she comes home and tells me nothing happened. I have a little trouble believing that because my wife is a knockout. She's 5'5", 124 lbs, 36C-25-36. She's got gorgeous red hair, a beautiful face, a sweet smile, terrific legs, big tits and a great ass. Its hard for me to believe that guys aren't hitting on her non-stop! So when she says nothing happened, I wonder if she's holding out on me. It got to be a phobia with me. I even followed her once.

She went to Houston, Texas - the Lone Star state. Gilly's, cowboys, and, of course the Texas 2 step. She left on Thursday afternoon. She and the other buyers had Friday and Saturday at the marts and would fly back Sunday afternoon. I took the red-eye Thursday night and got to Houston friday morning in time to see her leave the hotel and head for the merchandise mart. Disguised and my face hidden by large Elton John sunglasses, I wasn't worried about her recognizing me at a distance so I just kept my distance and followed her. She spent the day with one salesman after another displaying wares and trying to convince her to buy. She flirted a little and got hit on a lot, but mostly it was just business. I was really relieved when the mart closed and she headed back to the hotel because I knew if she was going to get involved with anybody it would be in the evenings.

After she had dinner (I had to sit at the bar) with several salemen who paid for everything (of course), she accompanied 2 of them to a club and danced the night away. By midnight, both men were competing for her attention and trying to get in her panties. She loves being the center of attention and she led them both on shamelessly. But when they started advertising their desire by pressing against her during a dance to make sure she was aware of their erections and trying to feel her up at every opportunity, she thanked them for a wonderful evening and caught a cab back to the hotel. To be honest, I was disappointed. Both the salesmen had been dying to fuck her and she knew that so why didn't she give one or even both of'em some pussy? She was hot. I saw that on the dancefloor. It didn't make sense. It's a bit of sour grapes too because I got pretty excited at the bar. I was really anticipating her going home one or both of those salesmen and fucking their brains out. When she didn't, I was stuck with a ferocious hard on and no where to go.

Saturday at the mart was the same as Friday had been - salesman after salesman flirting with her, hitting on her, and trying to get her to buy their products. It was boring. When the mart closed, it was back to the hotel, then dinner with some salesmen and all the other buyers, then back to the hotel again. About an hour after that, she came out of the hotel with 3 other married women buyers. She looked really hot in her tightest jeans, a clingy pull over top that seemed molded to her breasts, and those sexy red fringed boots she likes so much.

I followed them to GILLY'S, a Houston nightspot made world famous in Travolta's movie "Urban Cowboy." The ladies all sat together (I settled for the bar again) and they started drinking and having fun. All of them danced at least once when someone asked them but my wife was dancing almost non stop. She looked very sexy 2-stepping around the floor in her adorable boots with her big breasts bouncing and her big ass threatening to bust right out of those tight jeans. All the cowboys liked her and the other ladies got a little miffed. And when she kept right on accepting offers to dance even when no one was asking any of others anymore, the ladies all decided it was time to call it a night. My wife was enjoying all the attention she was getting and she didn't really want to go back to the hotel so she told them to go ahead and she would be along later. After cautioning her to be careful and making sure she knew they disapproved of a married woman staying out alone, they left.

When her friends left and my wife stayed, I translated that into she wants to get laid and started trying to guess which cowboy was going to get in her panties. My cock was already hard and I knew tonight was the night. It didn't take long to figure out who the lucky winner was going to be. It was the young one - a kid maybe 18 or 19. He wore one of those big cowboy hats, had long skinny Dwight Yokum looking legs and he made her laugh everytime she danced with him. He had dark hair and eyes. He was slender, like me, and he moved with the same cocky confidence. He reminded me a little of me except for the coloring and I liked thinking that he probably reminded my wife of me too. She verified my suspicions by allowing him to kiss her during a slow dance. Then they got closer and more secretive, and my wife was giving him her best "yes, you can fuck me" look. When they started gathering up her things, I raced out to my rental so I could follow them.

They came out arm in arm, laughing, hips and legs brushing against each other as they walked. He led my wife to (what else?) a pickup truck, but it had a large camper hanging over the back with a door and everything. They sat down in the cab of the pickup and talked. When he didn't drive away, I moved around the lot until I could see thru the windshield. They were making out like crazy. I couldn't see their hands but my imagination filled in the blanks. I pulled my stiif cock out in the darkness and started stroking as I watched my wife's head disappear beneath the windshield. I almost shot off right then. Just behind my eyes, I could see her sucking on her young cowboy's cock. When I saw the kid lose his hat and roll his head from side to side spastically, I knew she was swallowing his cum. I could almost see her lips clamped around his cock and her gulping his semen down her throat. When my wife sat back up in the seat beside him, her sweater was gone and her tits were bare. She was a vision out there in the moonlight and I shot off all over that rental car.

After awhile, they fixed their clothing and got out of the truck. I thought it was over so I got ready to follow them back into GILLY'S. But it wasn't over. Instead of going back inside, they stopped behind the truck. The kid unlocked the camper door and he and my wife climbed inside. When the door closed behind them, my imagination went into overdrive. They were in there 48 minutes and I got off twice without seeing or hearing anything except the gentle rocking of that dam pick-up.

I knew he was fucking my wife in there but I couldn't picture it in my mind. I didn't know what was in the camper or how it was arranged or anything. I had no frame of reference. Instead of trying to create a picture I couldn't really see, I focused in the rocking of the truck. I imagined his big, hard cowboy dick pounding into my wife's pussy, driving her ass against the floor of the camper with such force that the impact was causing the truck to rock up and down with every thrust. He was fucking her for sure and it drove me crazy to know it and not be able to see it. And he fucked her more than once too. That truck rocked 3 times during that 48 minutes.

When my wife climbed out of the camper on wobbley legs with a cheshire cat look of satisfaction on her face, I knew I was right. I could almost see the cum leaking out of her pussy and trickling down her thighs. He must have really put it to her good because she was glowing. The cowboy stayed with her until her cab arrived then he kissed her passionately and said goodbye. As my wife's cab pulled away, the young cowboy yelled "YAHOO!" to no one in particular and threw his big hat high in the air. He caught it easily and was still smiling as he ambled back into GILLY'S.

Instead of following my wife back to the hotel, I jimmied the door on her cowboy's camper and took a look at the scene of the crime so to speak. A large spongey mattress and bed took up almost the whole thing. Two chairs and a 'tween table were up by the back window of the truck cab and the rest the bed. That cowboy was probably fucking alot of girls back there. I was delighted when I smelled my wife's perfume on the sheets.

I caught the red eye back home and was there when she called home Sunday morning. She said she called Friday and Saturday but no one was home. I explained away my failure to respond to the messages she left and told her I had been playing poker both nights and was sorry I missed her calls. We exchanged I-love-you's and she said she would be home Sunday night. I met her plane and drove her home. She talked about the mart and what she bought and complained about how tiring it was and how much she had missed me and the dogs and everything except what I really needed to hear. I was beginning to suspect that my suspicions were true - that she wouldn't tell me about the cowboy at all.

As usual, I was wrong. Just as I turned into our drive, she told me something had happened on the trip and she couldn't wait to tell me about it. My dick was hard as stone as I followed her cute ass up the steps and into the house. I got us a drink and told her I would get her bags and help her unpack later, after I found out what happened on the trip. I followed her into the bedroom and we sat together on the bed, sipping our drinks. She told me there wasn't much to tell but what there was was what I like to hear about most of all.

I rubbed my crotch, making sure she saw how hard my dick was and urged her to tell me everything. She said it started when she first got to the hotel. The guy who took her bags up to the room she had to share with another woman buyer, was a muscular young black man about 25 yrs old and, in her words, he was cute as a button. She told me he stared at her like black men often do - like he was already fucking her. He said he caught her sneaking a look at his crotch and casually groped himself, causing her to blush. She tipped him and flirted a little and then as he was leaving he told her in a very suggestive tone of voice to call him at the desk if she needed anything later. She said she was flustered by his boldness but aroused as well. She admitted that she masturbated in the shower thinking about him.

Then she said she and her roommate went to dinner with a group of salesmen who paid for everything and flattered them both at every opportunity. After her roomie left, she stayed and danced with two salesmen who seemed to be interested in her in a personal rather than professional way. She said she liked the attention and led them on a little because it excited and aroused her. But after awhile they started grinding on her and trying to feel her up on the dance floor so she blew them off and took a cab back to the hotel.

Frustrated and horny, who should she bump into in the elevator but the black bellman who had carried her bags earlier. He started flirting with her right away. The way he undressed her with his eyes gave her goosebumps and made her very wet between the legs. When he stopped the car between floors and started kissing her, she didn't resist. She said flirting with the salesmen and teasing them had excited her and she just couldn't resist Marcus. When he started to squeeze and fondle her breasts, she just surrendered to her desire and decided to give him some pussy if he knew of anywhere they could go. She told him about her roomie and why they couldn't go there. Well, it seems Marcus was the head bellman and he had his own room in the hotel so she followed him there.

Of course I was about to cum all over myself as she told me about her and Marcus because I had followed her all over Houston and never even suspected that she did something in the hotel itself. Talk about delightful surprises. I started undressing her as she talked, anxious to fuck her while she told me more about her visit to Marcus's room. I hung on her every word, trying to visualize it my mind as she spoke. I was as excited as I had ever been in my life.

She said he was all over her as soon as they were inside his room, kissing her and feeling her up. She said he took her hand and put it against his crotch, wanting her to feel how excited he was. She said she fondled his cock thru his pants and it was nice and long and thick. She said she couldn't help herself. She wanted his big cock inside her and she didn't even try stop him when he started to undress her. She said she loved the way he squeezed and kneaded the cheeks of her bare ass with his big strong hands as he removed her panties.

When she was naked except for her garterbelt and hose, she said Marcus just pulled his black cock out thru his fly and pushed her down on the bed. He got up on the bed and pulled her legs apart, she said. He still had all his clothes on and she was almost naked when he stuck that big, black dick of his in her wet pussy and started fucking her deep and hard. She said the fact that he still had on his clothes really excited her and she said feeling the zipper of his fly rubbing against her labias everytime he rammed his big cock all the way inside her excited her so much that she started cumming right away and couldn't stop. She said he really liked her cuming and seemed very pleased with himself about it. And then he shot his load deep in her pussy, causing her have another thrilling orgasm.

Then she said they showered together and wound up getting aroused all over again. She said she sucked his cock in the shower until he shot off in her mouth and told me how pleased he was when she swallowed every drop of his black cum. Then it was back to the bed where he fucked her again, this time doggie style. She loves doggie style and she said nobody had ever made her cum like she did when he slammed against her naked ass and stretched her pussy with that big, black dick of his! After watching her cum a couple times, she said Marcus buried every inch of his big cock inside her and ejaculated for the third time in less than an hour. She said it was marvelous and she really felt fucked afterward, like she did on our wedding night. She said he wanted her to stay all night but she had the mart the next day so she said she couldn't despite his pleading and fondling. She said she left his room about 3 am and went back to her own room.

Somewhere during her narration. I stiffened and filled her pussy with cun. I think it was when she was talking about how good his cock felt inside her and how much she liked being stretched and filled like that.

It wasn't until we got up Monday morning that I asked her if that was all she had done on the trip. As we laid in bed stretching and welcoming the morning light, she told me about Saturday. She said she and the others went to GILLY'S. Then she told me about the cowboy and 2 stepping and staying behind when the others left. She told me about going out to his camper truck with him and sucking him off in the front seat while he played with her bare titties. She said his cock was slightly longer than mine and maybe even a little thicker but she also said he really reminded her of me. She didn't bother to tell me how young he was and I didn't let on I knew. I couldn't without telling her that I followed her and spied on her that night.

She said sucking his cock felt just like sucking mine and when he shot off, she had an orgasm as she swallowed his load. She said he asked her if she wanted to see the inside of the camper and she was so hot from sucking him off, she wanted him to fuck her so she agreed and they got in the back of the truck.

She told me about the big bed on wheels he had back there and how he fucked her and shot off in her pussy 3 times in less than an hour. She said she couldn't remember how many times she got off while he was fucking her but admitted it was a lot. I buried my cock in her and shot her full of juice while she was telling me about him fucking her. It wasn't just the sharing that gratified me so, it was her telling me the truth about her cowboy lover. My fears were unfounded and I didn't have to wonder anymore. She wasn't holding out on me. I knew her story was true because I witnessed it. It was one of the best orgasms I ever had and I held her close and covered her with kisses as she retold it exactly the way it happened right down to the number of times he fucked her. I would never suspect her ever again.

Monday night after dinner, she had another surprise for me. I was flabberghasted when she told me that after she got back to the hotel from GILLY'S, she went up to Marcus's room and spent the rest of the night with his black cock burrowing between her legs. She told me how they 69'ed and how he fucked her from the rear and how she sucked his cock again. I was fucking her as hard and fast as I could as I imagined Marcus plunging his huge black rod into her sweet pussy again and again. When she said, just before dawn, Marcus convinced her to let him fuck her in the ass, I lost it and pumped a huge load deep inside her pussy.

She said she thought her ass would split apart when Marcus first stuck his dick back there. Then she said her ass stretched and loosened up until he was fucking her back there just as easily as he had fucked her pussy. My cock was instantly hard again as she told me about it. She said I wouldn't believe how much feeling a woman gets when a man is fucking her in the ass. She told me how she really whorish she felt letting a strange black man fuck her ass like that, especially since she liked it so much she had two huge orgasms while he was sticking it to her.

She said after he shot her ass full of cum, Murcus told her there was nothing he liked better than fucking white women in the ass. Then she said he asked her if she was going tell her husband that a nigger had been fucking her in Houston, that a nigger had fucked her hot white asshole and made her cum. She just laughed because she knew Marcus wouldn't believe that she was going to tell ME all about it as soon as she got home. I was so fired up and excited, I could almost see that black ass between her white legs and that big black dick wedged up in her tiny butthole. God I love seeing that. By the time I got thru imagining his big, black cock wedged between her white ass cheeks, sliding in and out of her tight white asshole, I was cuming in her pussy again.

Nobody makes me cum like my wife does. Nobody can! She's the sexiest woman I ever knew and nothing will ever come between us now. In us maybe, but never between us. I feel like the luckiest man on the face of the earth because I am. My wife is one in a million and I'll go to my grave loving her more than anyone else ever could. She's perfect!!!!

She decked herself out in garters, hose, and a sexy skin tight island dress that did little to conceal her large breasts and really showed off her legs and ass. She wore a thick auburn wig and just the right amount of make-up. She was breathtaking. She told me she felt whorish and was ready to act whorish too.

When we got there, we were surprised to find Mike's brother there. I don't have to tell you the kind of fantasies that started dancing in my brain when I saw him and Mike there together. My wife must have been thinking about the same things because she started right off talking sexy and flaunting her goodies. She came on to both of them. Her suggestive conversation and naughty remarks in the presence of Mike's brother, although very arousing, were a little unsettling too. We knew Mike pretty well and we trusted him, but this was the first time we'd ever seen his brother.

I think her suggestive flirting made Mike's brother uneasy too. He stayed long enough to be polite then he excused himself and left. Any hope of watching them both fuck her disappeared with him. After he left, the three of us sat around sipping wine and talking it over. The conversation was disjointed and rambling. Mike was being difficult as usual and I was practically twisting his arm just to keep us headed in the right direction.

My horny little wife moved around the room, shaking her tits and wiggling her ass. She even lifted her skirt a couple times. Her meaning could not have been clearer. Why Mike didn't take her on back to the bedroom and fuck the shit out of her is beyond me. Instead, he just sat there on the sofa trying to ignore her suggestive gyrations - playing dumb like he didn't know what was up.

That irritated my wife so she did something I didn't expect her to do and Mike couldn't possible ignore. She danced over in front of us and without warning, she kneeled down and unzipped Mike's jeans. Before either of us knew what was happening, she had his big cock in her hand, stroking it to full hardness as she lowered her head over his lap. Before Mike could say anything, she put his stiff cock in her mouth and started sucking him right in front of my eyes. My dick was instantly hard and I couldn't resist fondling myself as I watched her.

She knew how much I liked to see her suck cock, especially black cock; so she really went to work on Mike's big tool - taking every inch into her mouth and throat several times. She wasn't just giving him some head, she was sucking his dick. She may not have known it, but she sucked his dick like she wanted him to cum in her mouth. You don't go after a dick like she did his without expecting to get a mouth full of cum. And watching Mike's black dick disappear inside her mouth like that made me hotter than I've ever been in my life.

As I sat there on the sofa right beside Mike, I stroked my own cock while I watched my wife go down on him. I let him see that I liked watching her suck him as much as he liked it himself. He didn't understand it but it had to excite him to have his black cock in my wife's mouth with me sitting right there. My active acceptance and obvious approval gave him the confidence he needed to really get into it himself.

In no time, he was arching his hips up, trying to get even more of his black dick in her mouth. Watching her suck his black dick like that, with me watching too and jerking off right beside him, must have excited Mike more than he thought because he suddenly lost control of himself and started shooting off.

His orgasm caught my wife by surprise but she recovered quickly and whorishly swallowed his whole load without spilling a drop. She even licked his cock clean after he stopped cumming. And the whole time she was doing it, I was shooting my own load all over the sofa and the rug. It was mindblowing with all of us cumming together like that and whatever doubts Mike may have had disappeared. I asked him how something that felt that good could be wrong or dirty.

He relaxed and shifted over on the couch so my wife could sit between us. I assured him that my gratification came from sharing her with him. I wasn't a closet homo ready to pounce on him, I was just a sexual voyeur that liked watching my wife get fucked by someone else more than I liked fucking her myself. He didn't understand it but he accepted my word for it and after that, things just got better and better for all of us.

My wife asked me if she and Mike could dance together. I smiled at her and said "sure" Then I winked at Mike. "I think she's horny, Mike" I whispered, rubbing my crotch. "I'll let you fuck her if you'll let me watch!" He didn't know what to say so he let her pull him to his feet and they started to dance. I could tell by the way she melted against him and held him close that she was still hot and wanted Mike between her legs.

She kissed him passionately thru parted lips with her tongue darting back and forth between her mouth and his. At the same time, she rubbed her body against the hardness swelling up between his legs and urged him to touch her breasts. Watching him feel her up as they danced aroused me all over again and I couldn't help rubbing myself. After a few minutes, Mike started kissing her neck as he reached up under her skirt and fondled her bare ass cheeks with both hands. She responded to his neck kisses instantly. She told me how hot that made her the first time they were together and it was obviously happening again.

I squeezed my hard cock with anticipation as she grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the hall toward the bedroom. It was obvious to me and Mike both that she really wanted to fuck. When they reached the bedroom door, Mike looked back at me to see if I had any problem with him taking her to bed. As she disappeared into the bedroom, I motioned Mike back into hallway. I told him to relax and give her a good fucking.

When he didn't reply, I took the direct approach. "You want to fuck her, don't you, Mike?" He admitted that he did. "And she wants to give you the pussy, right?" He agreed that he thought she wanted it too. "So whats the problem?" I grinned. "She wants it, you want it and I want it! Nothing left but to do it. And don't worry about me. Nothin makes me hotter or pleases me more than watching her spread her legs for another man. She's all yours, Mike. Get in there and fuck her brains out!"

He still couldn't relate to my attitude about it but he knew he had my blessing so he joined my wife in the bedroom - his bedroom. I tagged along behind and when I looked in, my wife was already naked to the waist and busy with the zipper of her skirt. Her big white titties glistened in the bright overhead lights and she was really anxious to get down to it.

She dropped her skirt to the floor and crawled into his bed wearing nothing but her panties. She looked as sexy and desirable as I'd ever seen her. Her eyes danced with desire and she couldn't wait to get Mike's big dick inside her. He was cool and deliberate as he undressed and I couldn't help smiling when he carefully folded his pants and hung them over the back of a chair. She had told me he did that the first time she fucked him and seeing it reminded me of that. My dick was hard as stone and I was every bit as anxious as my wife was. I couldn't wait to see him stick that big dick in her. I wanted to see it some kind of bad!

When he discarded his briefs, I was delighted to see that his dark cock was as big and hard as it had been when she was sucking him off. She grabbed it with both hands as he joined her on the bed. Neither of them looked in my direction or acknowledged me in any way as they french kissed passionately. They just focused on each other and acted like I wasn't even there. My 'dying-for it' wife was really anxious as she laid back on the bed and spread her legs.

Mike stripped her panties off before he positioned himself between her parted thighs. Her pussy glistened with moisture as she guided his big cock into the hair covered opening between her legs. Watching his black cock disappear into her pussy made my knees weak. My heart was thudding a mile a minute as her pussy lips parted and then expanded to acommodate him. Once his dick was in her, Mike flicked his hips and drove it deep, stretching her pussy even further with his thickness and filling her completely with his length.

My wife started cuming as soon as he got it all the way in. She murmured "ohhhh yes" and lifted her hips to give him greater penetration. She curled her legs around his and moaned softly as he pushed his black cock back and forth in the snug confines of her hot, wet pussy. As he drove his thick cock in and out again and again and again, I heard myself whispering "Fuck'er, Mike. Fuck that pussy good!"

Her pussy was stretched really tight around his pistoning black dick and I masturbated myself to a glorious orgasm watching him fuck her. It was every bit as gratifying as I thought it would be. And Mike fucked her for a long time too, amazed at how often she climaxed with his big cock moving in and out of her like that.

Finally, when he was ready, he grabbed her ankles and folded her legs up over her head so his dick was as deep inside her as he could possibly get it. His ass convulsed and his thighs trembled as he stiffened and started ejaculating. My loving wife went absolutely bonkers, climaxing with every spurt of hot cum that shot out of his deeply embedded cock. It was marvelous! Watching him fuck her was definitely as exciting as imagining him fucking her. I loved it. And so did she.

We stayed until he fucked her again and then when he was finished, I fucked her myself. I think Mike liked watching too because he watched us the whole time I was fucking her and his dick was hard when we left. He knew, I knew and my wife knew that Mike was going to be fucking her a lot after that. And he did, sometimes even when I wasn't around. But I didn't mind. It felt too damn good to worry about when and where she was fucking him. I just wanted her to keep fucking him so I could keep getting off on it just like they did.

We were together but we didn't sit together. I watched several guys ask her to dance and try to buy her drinks. I saw her dance a couple times but nothing exciting happened. I wanted her to pick somebody up so bad, I was squirming in my seat. We already had a room. All she had to do was pick somebody, take him to the room (the long way), so I could go directly to the room, conceal myself and the guy wouldn't even know I was there. Piece of cake! So why was it taking so long?

At that very moment, as if agreeing with me, fate approached in the form of a short, muscular black man. He was cocky and confident. He asked my wife like he knew she was gonna dance with him even though he was black and she was white. It was like he knew she was for him. As she rose to dance with him, I could tell by her body language that my wife was interested. She's likes aggressive men, and she also knows nothing turns me on like seeing her with a well hung black man between her legs.

My wife was as lovely as I've ever seen her. Her pale skin looked even whiter as she moved to the dance floor in the arms of this handsome black stranger. The short jean skirt she wore showed off her gorgeous legs and there wasn't a man in the place who didn't think about sex just looking at her. That's what I was thinking about. Its all I had been thinking about since we walked into the place.

It was a slow song and they danced close but not real close. My wife had her head back talking to him and smiling at things he said. Gradually the chit-chat stalled and he drew her closer, pressing his hips against her and nuzzling her neck. As they danced in silence, I saw the tension leave my wife's body. She relaxed, pressing her breasts against his muscled pecs and rubbing her stomach against what I perceived to be his growing erection. Anyone with eyes could see she wanted him, and she wanted him (and me) to know she was his for the taking. She was flushed and flustered by the time the song ended.

I wanted to talk to her but he asked her for another dance so they just stayed on the dancefloor. It was a fast, up-tempo song but neither of them seemed to mind. They moved like they had danced together before. She was spinning and twirling on the end of this guy's arm like she had always been there. She was obviously sexually aroused. Her body movements seemed to be sexual gyrations and her little skirt got dangerously high several times. Watching her flash her undies and shake her gorgeous titties in that black man's direction made my already thobbing erection even harder. She was mesmerizing, overwhelming her helpless partner, and me, with sheer sexuality.

When the song ended, they didn't leave the dance floor. They just waited patiently until another slow song started. This time, the guy pulled her really close, pressing his crotch against her. He rubbed his hands up and down her back as they danced, grinding his hips against her. I knew she could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach because I could. At least I thought I could. He wanted to fuck her, I know that. Her full breasts were rubbing against his chest everytime they moved and she was moulded against him like he was fucking her already. It was very compelling to watch. A lot like another dance I watched at Marigold's in DC.

They were just dancing but everyone who saw them saw the same arousing images in their mind. He was gonna fuck that sexy white woman as sure as you're born. It seemed he was already fucking her. I could almost feel his thick, black cock sliding it in and out of her as they moved about the dance floor. And I wasn't the only aroused by it either. Temperatures were rising all over the place.

While I was checking out the ass on the lead singer in the band, my wife and her partner somehow vanished. I turned around and they were gone! But, I didn't panic. I stuck with the plan. I hurried to the room, let myself in and hid behind the floor length garment bags we always hung on hooks in the closet when we used a motel. Somebody looking for me might have found me but not a horny black man fixing to get some married white pussy. He wouldn't be thinking about anything but her!

After a few minutes, I got restless and started to wonder what was keeping them. It had been at least half an hour since we left the lounge. Maybe she had forgotten which room we were in, or lost her key or... I didn't really want to think about it so I called the front desk. I was still on the phone trying to have her paged, when I heard her key hit the lock. I just made it to the closet as the door opened and they walked in.

She was absolutely glowing. She only looks like that after she's been fucked really good. Before I could wonder about that anymore, she hit the lights, and she and her horny black friend started to make out on the bed. He got her blouse and bra off, then opened his fly. He pulled out a large, fully erect black penis that was easily twice the size and girth of my little 5 incher. He roughly pushed my wife's skirt up over her ass and plunged that black pole as deep as he could into the hairy wetness between her legs.

"Oh my God" she whimpered, as his big cock started to stretch and widen her small vagina. "I've never.... oh my god!" she whispered, arching her legs apart and curling her ass up to make sure he got the whole thing in her. He fucked her hard and fast, repeatedly driving his thick ebony rod as far inside her as it would go. He had been mindfucking her on the dance floor and now here he was pussy fucking her like he had never fucked a married white woman before in his life. It was primal desire at its best.

Before I even started jerking off good, he pulled her legs up against her chest and buried that long ebony prick inside her. "Get that cum, baby" he said, blasting thick wads of sticky sperm deep within her, "Get it, white girl!" I watched my sexy wife go bananas as soon as his cum started spurting. She loves it when a guy cums inside her like that. She inched her thighs a little further apart and lifted her hips and ass clear up off the bed, as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure engulfed her.

"Ohhh god" she gasped "what are you doing to me?" as her whole body stiffened and she orgasmed again and again as he emptied his seed into the very depths of her being. She turned so red, I thought she might burst a blood vessel or something. Finally when he was finished, he pulled his rapidly deflating hose out of her and smiled, as trickles of his cum seeped down her thighs into the crack of her ass and formed a small puddle on the sheet beneath her.

My freshly fucked and irresistably sexy wife just sort of collapsed under him as he withdrew. She was breathing very heavily - contented and obviously completely gratified. The black guy didn't waste anytime after that. He got up, got dressed, patted her on her tummy and said he had to go. She gave him our number and a long, wet grinding tongue kiss. Then as quickly as he had appeared, he was gone. I didn't even know his name - neither of us did!

I didn't find out why they were so long getting to the room until after he left. My wife told me he stopped and fucked her on the way. He fucked her standing up by the ice machine, with people walking by staring at them. She told me all the juicey details and I got off in her three times before she finished. It was marvelous! I spent the rest of the night fucking her while she went on and on about his big black cock.

Best pick-up sex we've ever had. We both loved it and talked it about it all the time together. We even thought abought moving to Richmond. Lots of big dicked young blacks in Richmond and almost all of 'em crazy about white pussy! It was tempting, very tempting.....

When my wife was playing with my cock and telling me about the ice machine fuck, I recorded what she said and transcribed it. What follows is what happened in at the ice machine in her own words.

"As soon as we left the dancefloor, he was raring to go. He pulled me up against him just outside the door to the lounge and started kissing me. He had such big soft lips and I loved his tongue in my mouth. It was like he was already inside me. He squeezed my breasts and rubbed my ass and fingerfucked my pussy right in the corridor by the lounge until I was more than ready to give him to him right there! I couldn't wait to get his big dick in me. I knew it was big because he was hard the whole time we danced and I squeezed it a couple times while he was fingering me. For a second, I thought he was going to fuck me right there in the hall

with people coming and going but he didn't.

What he did was practically drag me thru the motel looking for our room. I was as hot for it as he was, honey and I couldn't help playing with his dick as we walked. It was so big and so hard and I wanted it inside me so bad I couldn't stand it. We were passing the ice machine nearest the room when he couldn't or wouldn't wait any longer. The shadowy alcove by the ice machine was perfect. Before I knew what was happening, I was up against the wall next to the ice machine and Calvin was under my dress tearing my panties off. He ripped 'em to shreds in his haste to get at my pussy.

Then, with nothing to guide him, he pushed his stiff cock up between my legs. I was about to die when it slipped right in my wet pussy without any difficulty at all. His dick was really big and there was a lot more pressure than I was used to, but, even in his haste, Calvin was gentle. He paused to let my vagina and labias adjust to his big tool before trying to burrow any deeper.

As I got wetter and wetter and hotter and hotter, it got easier and easier to take his huge dick without discomfort. In a couple of strokes, he had it all the way in and started fucking me like he had never had any pussy in his whole life. He kept saying "Gimme that pussy, whitegirl" while he fucked me as hard and as deep and as fast as he could. In no time at all, I was cumming all over his big black tool.

I felt so sexy and hot and desirable that I forget about everything except that huge black dick he had buried in my pussy. I fucked him back and gave him all the white pussy I had to give. It was wonderful, honey. He made me cum several times and when he started shooting off inside me, it felt so good I thought I was going to faint with the joy of it. His cum was still dribbling down my thigh when we got to the room and he started fucking me again.

I hope you liked watching him fuck me as much as I liked fucking him. That big dick was marvelous. I never felt so full down there before. I wish he would have stayed the night. You liked it, didn't you, honey? I know you did! He's got a good one on him!"

Any questions? Any doubt, I'm the luckiest black cock voyeur in the whole world? If there is anything better than watching my wife ride a black cock, I haven't found it. I am truly in erotic heaven. I hope it never ends.

While sorting through the emails I came across one that made me stop what I was doing. It was quite personal, including my name, phone number, and where I lived. Anybody who knows me knows that I am quite discreet. I never put my business out there, and I only write stories after I have permission from the other person involved, keeping their identity anonymous unless they desire otherwise. This email gave me great cause for concern and immediately put me on my guard.

I added the gentleman to my Instant Messenger list and we started to conversate. Turns out he had answered an ad I had placed on Dark Cavern a few years back, and due to life circumstances we were supposed to get together but never did. I was quite angry and disappointed with him at the time and wrote him off. Three years later he was still interested, still had my personal information, and with his gentle sense of humor and complete tolerance of my ranting and raving about how he did me wrong, he won me over when he asked me to give him a second chance.

He was travelling closer to where I was located (living some distance away) for some work related business, and asked if I would be willing to meet him for dinner. He still was a distance, maybe 90 miles away, so I suggested we meet halfway. I figured that way if it was a total bust I could come home and he could go back to his hotel and we would have both driven maybe an hour and neither one of us would be very put out... and if things worked out and we decided to kick it, it wouldn't be too far to drive back to his hotel and spend some time together. I chose a restaurant that I used to go to, quite romantic, on the harbor... a real fireplace to have a glass of wine by, window table for dinner by moonlight, fresh seafood, great deserts... if he wanted to win me over he was going to have to impress me. He agreed to all of it, saying 'anyplace I wanted'.

We made plans to meet on a Tuesday, at 7:30 pm to try and miss most of the traffic. I called that afternoon around 3 pm to make reservations, and after a few key questions to the hostess discovered that the phenomenal restaurant that I remembered was now a Joe's Crab Shack! Not quite the atmosphere I was looking for. Unfortunately most of the distance between him and me was filled with Marine Corps drill sites... and he had to work until 5:30 pm, so a two hour drive after a full day of conference would get him here at 7:30 still, but tired and not at his best, especially with the traffic; and then he would have to drive all the way back later, and we would have no place to be intimate if we went that way... so when he asked me if I would consider driving up to where he was staying I agreed.

We met at the bar of the hotel. We had a drink or two and then decided to go have some dinner. I still was not sure if I liked him in person... on the computer we had gotten fairly acquainted and he made me laugh and we had good conversation, but physically he was much smaller than I was used to and I didn't feel that initial chemistry that sometimes smacks you upside the head. Over dinner we had some wine, some oyster shooters, some great seafood, and wonderful conversation. I felt things starting to fall into place, but still did not know what might happen, if anything, later.

We returned to the hotel bar, gave the bartender a hard time, and decided to take our drinks upstairs. His room was awesome... very nicely furnished, and the lighting was just amazing... the moonlight coming in through the sliding glass door, reflected off the water in the now-quiet fountain outside, palm trees casting shadows across the bed... a candle burning on the dresser, some music on the stereo... we stood on the balcony for a few minutes, making small talk, feeling things out... and then we kissed.

A lot of what followed that kiss is lost in a blur, a memory of a night full of teasing, laughs, and phenomenal sex. I was very pleasantly surprised at my lover's skills, both orally and otherwise. He slowly undressed me, uncovering, discovering... black skirt and heels, black lace gstring, smoothly shaven legs and more... leaning against the rail of the balcony he lifted my skirt and gazed at my butt and legs... sliding my shirt over my head uncovering my black lace bra, breasts swelling over the top, running his hand over my fullness as he kissed me... I helped undress him... unbuttoning his shirt, finding smooth, soft skin, a strong muscular body, and a huge bulge that made me smile to myself. I've had men say 'damn baby' to me when they finally see me in person, and here I was saying the same thing to him. It always makes me smile, is a very flirty compliment, and makes me want to please him. When I said it to him, none of that entered my mind. I was lost in his essence. This man made me feel like a queen. Our natural rhythms meshed and we explored, enticed and enjoyed each other for hours. We did things neither of us had done often, and not for some time. He was as aroused by me as I was by him. Several condoms and half a bottle of lubricant later we lay down to rest, and it was with great disappointment that I had to leave in the middle of the night to beat traffic and get home. I have no doubt I will be seeing him again - it's only a matter of time.