Rick had a secret passion, to see his wife in the arms of a black lover. He
discovered my artwork on Dark Cavern and showed it to his wife Theresa,
hoping it would excite her and, just maybe, give her some ideas. Rick wrote
me asking that I paint a picture of his wife with a black lover and, most
importantly, carrying a black man’s baby. I warned Rick that he should be
very careful what he wishes for, that fantasies could turn to reality.
Rick was stunned when Theresa confessed that her first lover had been a
black soldier. She was a country girl of seventeen and he had been a high
school football hero when she had been a freshman. Now three years later he
was home for a visit, a handsome black soldier boy in uniform. Their chance
encounter led to a few summer days of making love. She had been driven to
new passions by his touch, his blackness on her pale skin, his heat as he
took this tender, innocent white girl. Her stepfather would have beaten her
if found out. His hatred for blacks made the thrill of sex with her black
soldier even more exciting. Later, she spent some anxious days hoping that
her summer romance had not left her pregnant with his child.
The erotic vision of a black soldier making love to Theresa excited Rick to
ask even more daring questions of his faithful wife and mother of his
children. What would she have done if she had gotten pregnant by her
soldier? Has she ever wanted to have sex with another black man? Has she
ever heard from him again? Theresa wrote me and told me her story and about
her conflicting emotions. Theresa loves Rick and could tell that his
excitement was overwhelming but dare she tell him the truth?
The 'Rick and Theresa' Series
Theresa resisted Rick’s obsession for her to take a black lover. He was just being silly. She wasn’t that sexy seventeen year old anymore. She was his loving wife, mother to their children, and forever faithful. Or was she? What would happen to their marriage if she took a black lover to fill her hours, bring her new passions, and the chance for another baby? There would be no turning back.
2. Anticipation
Could Rick’s fantasy become reality? Was there any harm in making some sexy photos for him? Theresa found a willing partner in the photographer’s assistant. At first she laughed, tickled by this strange black man’s touch and definitely impressed by his manhood. But his moves became more aggressive as the photographer encouraged him.
3. Her Lover’s Touch
When his big black hands cupped her breasts she knew that Rick would get his wish. Surrendering to her desires, she eased herself on to his pulsing thick shaft, rocking back and forth, ignoring the clicks of the camera. His black fingers teased her nipples and for one moment she paused before surrendering herself to her lover’s touch.
4. Her Lover’s Embrace
The photographer’s assistant was only supposed to hold her naked body, surrounding her with his big black hands. She never knew the sexy birthday present she was going to give to her husband would turn out this way. Rick had been pestering her to try dating a black man and while they had enjoyed the fantasy, she knew she was too shy to be unfaithful to him. These photos were to be his birthday present, a sexy fulfillment of Rick’s fantasy... and maybe her own. But things got out of hand and suddenly she found herself responding to his kisses along her neck, and across her breasts, with his hands cupping her back, pressing her to his hardening black cock. The camera was still clicking as he entered her and her appeals for him to stop turned to moans of joy as his black body pressed into hers.
5. Nothing to Hide
Theresa knew the neighbors were curious. Who were those black men who came to the house when her husband, Rick, was away. Could they be Theresa’s lovers? But could such a shy, church going woman and soccer mom be “entertaining” these black men? Was she really having interracial affairs in their neighborhood? How could her husband not know about this and how could he let it happen? No, the neighbors thought, there must be another reason, perhaps a bible study with disadvantaged youth? Theresa had nothing to hide. She always kept the bedroom curtains open. Anyone who wanted to find out her secret could watch her entwined with her black lovers on the bed she shared with Rick.
6. Her Lover’s Baby
The baby kicked causing her to gasp. She rubbed her tummy where the tiny foot had pounded on her womb. Only two more weeks before he arrives she thought and like all mothers, she prayed he would be healthy. She wondered if he would be white like her husband. But in her heart she knew, and hoped, that the man who impregnated her was a young black soldier she met at the shopping mall.
The soldier had flirted with her and, for some reason she could not explain, she agreed to have lunch with him. He was leaving for Korea that night and he told her he was already starting to feel homesick. But spending time with a pretty woman was a great way to fend off the blues. He said the only thing better would be to spend those last few hours making love to a pretty woman. Their eyes met and before she knew it, she had agreed.
The cheap motel by the airport was clean and convenient. In the room their passions erupted. Not waiting for her to undress, he pulled aside her panties, sinking his thick black cock deep into her. She screamed as the black monster stretched her and went deeper than any man before. Soon she was lost in the rhythm of his thrusting hips and black lips that sucked her aching white breasts. She cried out in passion so many times she never heard the complaining shouts and pounding on the wall next door. When he exploded within her, she felt wonderful, savoring his black body, throbbing cock, and the feel of his hot cum deep within her. Twice more they tore at each other in a sexual frenzy she had never experienced before.
Exhausted, but deeply satisfied, they parted at the airport. He wrote down his name and email address and asked that she write him. She did, keeping her affair secret from her husband. But soon he would discover her infidelity and she knew she would be free from a loveless marriage. In two more weeks, she thought, a lonely soldier in Korea will find out he has son waiting for him, and a woman who would give him more if only he asks.
Every woman dreams of having many different lovers and our fantasy lovers
are often black and mysterious. For some of us, we have gone beyond fantasy
and indulged ourselves, exploring our sexuality with one or more lovers.
Sometimes it turns out to be a disaster, other times we lose ourselves in
the passion of lovemaking but always we wonder if the perfect lover for us
isn’t just around the corner. Please feel free to add you own stories to
any of these pictures. I would love to hear from you. SandyWho@hotmail.com
The Dream Lovers Series
We bumped into each other in the hotel gift shop as I was buying a new swimsuit. His smile and slight accent were charming and we flirted for a few minutes. His eyes appreciatively scanned my body and he asked me to join him for a drink by the pool in my new bikini. I told him I was expecting my husband to return from his conference, that we were enjoying a second honeymoon. He insisted that he wanted nothing but the pleasure of my company for a few hours of sun and swimming, but I could tell he hoped for much more.
His body was hard and his bathing suit hid nothing. The size of the bulge made me curious. Were all those stories about black men true? How would it feel to have such a large man take me? I was sure it would hurt but would the pleasure quickly erase the pain? My thoughts were turning wild as I imagined us making love, his black body pressing mine.
I told him I had to call my husband’s cell phone to see how late he would be. The patio of my hotel room opened on to the pool and I dashed across the hot deck to my room. I was about to close the sliding glass door, but his hand stopped me, and I let him into the room. He quickly stripped naked, his muscled black body poised on the edge of the bed, waiting for me. I knew I should turn and run from the room. This was crazy and my husband would be back at any time. But his eyes seduced me, I needed his touch, and to experience his black body opening my hidden desires.
2. The Sailor
On a windy beach they huddle together, sharing his jacket. His dark skin contrasted with the paleness of hers, heads pressed together as they watched the waves crash onto the beach. Young lovers, a sailor and his girl, and a question: Did she love him?
“Yes.” she said, “Of course I do.”
“Then lets go back to the hotel room,” he said taking her hand, “ I want you and I need to know that you will be my girl when I ship out.”
“But my parents would kill me if I get pregnant.”
“Don’t worry, I will take care of you,” he reassured her, as they walked back to the hotel. “You know I love you and this way I will know you really do love me.”
“Please, please can we use protection?” she begged. “I am scared.”
“How would I know that you’re my girl if you are not willing to have my babies?” he asked. “Besides, it hardly ever happens on the first time.”
Lying naked on the bed she watched her sailor undress. He is so big, she wondered how it would fit and suddenly she was fearful that her virginity would be lost to this painful black monster.
He could see her shock and fear. He had seen it before with other girls and knew that he had to be gentle but firm if he was to make her a woman, his woman. And with luck, she would be carrying his baby in her womb before his ship left port tomorrow.
