About a year ago, I had been at sea for a period of only about two weeks and then returned home. Usually upon my return Delia is all over me and wanting to make love. On this occasion she was very aloof and not wanting much to do with me so I let it go. Over the next few days I became increasingly more and more agitated and finally confronted her. She sat me down and told me that she had gone to a party at a local nightclub during my absence and that she had met two of the other wives from the ship there and that she had basically partied and danced with other guys (all black I found out later on) and had been invited back to an after party at one of the guys home. At this point she explained that she had been very drunk and had sex with about 3 or maybe more guys at the party as did the other two wives.

The day after the other wives were mortified and called Delia and said that they had made a big mistake and that they should never talk about this again. Delia went on to say that she hung up saying OK but found herself calling one of the guys at the party again, named Derek, and again meeting him for sex. Not alone but with 2 other guys from the party again. I became very angry, talking about divorce etc..., but Delia was very pragmatic and matter of fact stating that she would basically take half of my retirement and that she didn't want a divorce. She said that she wanted me, she loved me, but that she occasionally was going to need to fuck black cock and that I either accept it or she would take me to court and screw me.

Her basic argument was that she was out of control around black cock and if she had it often enough that we could have a great life together also. I was in a corner either way but at the same time I felt excited about the fact that she was basically in control and found myself getting hard at the thought of my beautiful, hot wife being fucked by numerous black men. She went on to say that Derek and some his friends would occasionally want her to come over and that they would want me to watch her get filled with black cock. I was sort of stunned and became more so shortly thereafter when she placed a video in the VCR.

The video took place in our bedroom. There was no leading up to anything. Delia was naked in the first and last clips of the video and it was over an hour and 45 minutes long. The video showed Derek, who was a muscular and very well hung young black man, along with two of his friends, as they had my wife in every imaginable position. In every scene, my prim and proper wife and mother of my two daughters was overtly moaning and pleading for more cock! The least hung of all of the guys was also named Mark and he had over 8 inches! She did double penetration (although she had never wanted anal), licked the assholes of all 3 guys, swallowed all of their loads, and basically was covered in semen by the end of the video. All three guys came two or three times each and she said that it went on after the battery ran dead! I couldn't believe my eyes.

I agreed to the arrangement at that point knowing full well that she really did love me still and also knowing that she did have me over a barrel and could financially ruin me if she chose to do so.

At this point one year later we are doing fine. She has me film her in various motels throughout San Diego with a who's who of black cock in San Diego. The younger and bigger, the better. Derek, who I found out was an enlisted man in the Navy, as well as his buddies, sees Delia at least once a month and has other officers wives that he is plowing on a regular basis. Last month he brought over another attractive white woman and her husband and he and 4 of his friends fucked our women until 5 in the morning while we videotaped and watched.

He has also taken to having me suck off him and his friends in between sessions with my wife which only serves to get her hotter and make her want to go longer. She is now saying that she wants to see me swallow Derek's cum, that she wants them to fuck my ass, and wants me to lick her pussy both during and after her having had them all cum in her.

I am lucky to have such an attractive and sexy wife but I am worried about how far this will go. In the meantime I am enjoying the fact that our sex life is beyond description and that we love each other more each day. This is no joke. I love my wife and we will always be together but I know that once she had that first black dick in her that I was destined to be the one who took care of the more "loving times" and not the passionate, lustful encounters she has now. I will let you know what transpires in the future. Mark.

I received a reply one day from a man called Ezra, at first he was a little goofy but we agreed to meet. We met at a coffee shop and enjoyed a java. He is a handsome man 6'1" large hands, and husky build. Finally, we walked to his car and I sat in the passenger seat, he leaned over and started to give me my first kiss, which quickly turned into french. He moved the car to the back of the parking lot. We continued to kiss and then I felt his hands on blouse, feeling my tits (36D-24-34). I felt nervous and looked frantically around the parking lot in case anyone was watching, plus I felt funny cos I'd never been with anyone but my hubby.

Ezra and I frenched and he undid my top, and slipped his hand into my bra and started to flick and squeeze my nipples. Soon he bent over and started to kiss and suck my tits, which were now hanging out of my open blouse, and of course my pussy was wetter than it had ever been.

By this time I was doing the unthinkable. I had unzipped Ezra's pants. He pulled them down half way down his thighs.

Suddenly, Ezra stopped kissing me and placed his right hand on the back of my head, he started to direct my face down to his penis, which was now large and erect, I resisted at first and looked again in case any one was watching. I then gave into his directions and started to kiss his shaft, all of a sudden I opened my mouth and he pushed down on my head and my mouth was filled with his 9 inch cock. I started to suck him ferociously, jerking his beautiful ebony cock.

He started to say he was close to cumming, I hadn't swallowed sperm before. I tried but my husband never tasted good to me. Soon I felt Ezra's hot cum ejaculating into my mouth, not wanting to look stupid I started to swallow his sperm. It tasted awesome and actually tasted salty but it was thick and went down easy. I finished every drop of his load. And gave his cock a tongue bath.

He pulled up his pants, and we frenched some more.

I fixed my top and we went to a motel, Ezra got a room and we lay on the bed together kissing, and talking. After about 30 minutes, Ezra stood up and took his clothes off, his large black meat hung there not erect, he got back into bed. I then stood up and also stripped. His eyes didn't leave my body once. Soon I was nude and also lay in bed. He has an uncircumsized cock, I'd never seen one before and I went to take a closer look (at his prompting), I started to lick his hood and as we looked at each other I slipped his penis in my mouth. He got so hard so fast in my mouth I couldn't believe it!! I was surprised how big his cock was and not just that it was amazingly thick. My husband always seemed good, but this black cock was the ultimate!

Ezra told me to get in the doggie position. He was aggressive, and demanding. I found myself to actually enjoy being submissive to him. Ezra buried his face in my now drenched pussy. He started to lick my ass, actually sticking his tongue into the opening! I had never done that before and actually enjoyed it as he went from my pussy to my ass and back and forth.

After what seemed like an eternity. He put the head of his penis at my pussy lips. I told him I was not on the pill and had brought a condom for him. No sooner had I said it when he took his two hands and pulled my cunt lips apart and shoved his cock into my box. I started to orgasm immediately! (A first). He said he'd pull it out and cum in my mouth or on my tits when he needed to shoot his sperm.

We fucked for about 1 hour. I had 3 orgasms up to this point, and was on the verge of another when Ezra said he was about to ejaculate. By this time I was on top of him, and wanted to ride this large black stallion all night. He didn't warn me again! As I thrust my body up and down on his, I finally started to feel his massive black balls, and began to feel pressure inside my pussy as his balls started to contract. It was too late, to pull out Ezra filled me with sperm. I finished my orgasm.

The funny thing is I kept all of Ezra's sperm inside of me. I told my hubby that we never went all the way. I am just watching now that I am not pregnant. But if I am, I am sure the baby would be gorgeous. Its just explaining it to the rest of the family.

Though Ezra was a one night stand, it was the most memorable night of my life. I'll never forget him.

Now I am looking for a permanent black lover on the side.

Rox.

I worked with this really attractive black man named Tony. He always looked at me seductively, soon we were flirting discreetly. This went on all day long. Being a Mgr. I had to lock up at closing, after everyone left I locked the door and went to my office to finish some work. I heard a noise and in walked Tony and he closed my door. I was shocked at first, but soon felt myself getting wet. He walked over to me and kissed me deeply on my lips, I kissed him back sticking my tongue into his mouth. With his hands roaming my body he picked me up out of my chair and sat me on my desk. As he kissed me he began massaging my 36dd breasts through my shirt, then tearing it open, he removed my bra, revealing my bare chest to him. He began sucking my nipples making them hard and sensitive.

His hands reached under my skirt and he felt my soaked panties and tore them off me. He then removed his pants, his cock was huge,and he moved into position and entered me. I screamed in ecstasy as he plunged it in all the way, soon he pumped it in and out of me in a smooth rhythm, I climaxed with my first orgasm minutes after he entered me. He fucked me Doggie style, with me on top riding him, and on my back, making me cum numerous times over.

Then He placed me on my back again and told me he was going to cum deep inside me. First I was scared of becoming pregnant, but soon he pushed those thoughts out of my head with his huge cock. He then pumped faster and faster then grunting loudly he released hot streams of his black seed deep inside me. I screamed when I felt him cum, as it hit my insides, stopping as it hit my cervix. I came again after feeling this. He came inside me once more before we left.

Right now I am pregnant and I am not sure whose child it is. I am not scared anymore, But I won't forget that night and how good I felt.

This experience happened with a guy whom I dated for a few months. His name was Ernest he is 5'11 very muscular, and by far one of the sexiest black men I have ever layed eyes on.

We had dated for a while and only held hands, kissed a little, seemed to me he was either afraid to fuck this prim and proper white girl, or he was just a perfect gentleman at heart. Either way, after each night out with him, he would send me home juicy, wet and ready to masturbate. Finally, after a late show at the movies one night, I brought up the issue of sex in the car on the way home. To my dismay, he really seemed to have a lot to say , and seemed to be getting excited over every word that slurred out of my mouth!!! With a little body language I let him know that he was turning me on. I would gently rub his thigh while talking, or streniously lick my lips slowly! I knew he liked it, and I knew this would be the night!

After a while of talk we decided to ride around for a bit for the simple fact we both are single parents with children, for whom we didn't want to wake up. As time passed I finally knew he wanted me and I began to feel a bit more comfortable making passes at him. I layed my head in his lap as we drove, and with every fantasy I told him, I could feel his dick rise higher and higher, as it got harder and harder. Finally I asked him if he was gonna let me suck that thing or let it poke my eye out. He just laughed it off as I unzipped his pants. To my suprise, he was wearing boxers and his dick had already erected out of the front slit, just waiting, pulsating for my lips to rap around it, so I did just that!

I turned and looked his dick in the face as I ever so slowely and lightly ran the tip of my tongue over his swollen pink head. He let out a moan instantly, and told me that he may cum quickly for the simple fact that he hadn't had sex in over two months, this turned me on ever more, and I took the entire dick in my mouth, almost touching my tonsils. I sucked one good time and heard him moan as he lifted himself up off the seat, at the same time, I felt him stop the car and he told me we needed to park before we had a wreck!

I raised my head up to find that we had driven out to the country there was absolutely nothing around but fields and rock roads. I had told him early as we were talking that I also wanted to have what I called "nature sex", sex outside. I told him to get out of the car and he did. We walked to the front where he picked me up and placed me on the hot hood of his car, and asked, more so begged me to suck his stiff, rock-hard cock. Without hesitation I was in a deep rhythm sucking and licking his dick getting wetter with every moan and jerk he released. Finally he told me to stop for he was about to cum, but I was not going to let that white juice go to waste! I pushed his throbbing black dick to the furthest part of my throat that I was able to reach, and felt him gush into me.

I was so sure that after that large load he squirted that we were well on our way, but he had other things in mind! Ernest lifted me up off the hood and began to unclothe me, as we're standing in the warm southern summer breeze, he began to palm, pinch, and lick my nipples. My nipples are a huge erogenous zone for me and it sent me over the top! I felt my panties get instantly wet and I pushed my tongue down his throat kissing him as hard as I could. Noticing that I took a quick liking to the teasing of the titties, he then came around behind me and cupped each one, squeezing my hard nipples between his forefinger and middle finger. All at the same time he rubbed his black cock against my ass and I could feel it slowy but surely becoming enlarged and erect. I pushed back wiggling my ass on his dick, and before I knew it he had me turned around facing him while he was on his knees removing my skirt.

I didn't waste no time taking it or my panties off as he sat on his knees he slowly licked all around my pussy, notice I said around, Ernest is aware that I loved to be teased and he was doing just that! After a moment of me going crazy leaking juices on the fertile Texas soil, he removed an old blanket from his car and slowly layed me upon it, and proceeded to ask me if I'd had enough, or should he tease my wet pussy some more? He began talking to me in ways I have never heard, he had let go in the heat of passion and it was turning me on so much! He asked me if I wanted my pussy licked, if I wanted my pussy dug in, If I wanted to feel cum fill my pussy or my ass. Then he begged, Samantha, please let me tast your pussy, please!

With that I spread my legs eagle, grabbed his head, and forcefully pushed his tongue to meet my throbbing clit. I thought that with his aggresiveness of the moment that he was about to tear me up, but he was totally opposite, he took the time and found each one of my spots and milked them for all they were worth. At one time he dove two fingers in my pussy while he sucked my clit. After that I turned him over, and with his pants around his ankles I took no time in posistioning myself on his long black thick cock. I stuck it in my hole and felt it throb as it stretched my pussy. I couldn't believe how wet I was, I had never been so wet in my life, so first thought on my mind, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION! I got the tip of his dick which was not wetter than hell with my juices and rubbed it back and forth from my pussy to my ass... streaming the juices along using them as lubricant. I then posistioned his thick cock over my asshole and slowly sat upon it! Once again, I was in horrible pain, but it was well worth it!

Ernest sat up and engulfed my titties in his hands while my ass filled more and more with his cock. Finally he layed down and let me go to work. I slowly moved on his dick at first squeezing my ass as much as I could, begging him to stick a few fingers in my pussy! He lifted his knees, and I layed back on them allowing him total access to my hole and he shoved two of his longer fingers in. I bucked back at him, with every buck my ass would tighten and it felt better and better. But I didn't want him to cum in my ass, I wanted that in my pussy bad. So I slowly pulled it out making him moan loud, which turned my on and roughly slid his dick in my pussy. I grinded, rolled, and humped his dick while he bit, licked and squeezed my nipples, before I knew it I was yelling and cumming again. This time yelling his name telling him to give it me harder. harder!

With those orders, Ernest flipped me over to where I was lying down on my stomach; posistioned me so his cock could have access to my pussy, then pushed me back all the way on my stomach to where my legs were closed totally and he put his legs on the outside of mine. I was trapped, I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything but lay there and be his fuck slave as he took full advantage of me. I tried to throw my ass back at him to meet his dick but with every thrust I came and came again, thinking that this man really knew what he was doing. Finally I felt him lick up and down on my spine and mumble behind my ear that he wanted to cum in my pussy, as if he were asking for permission. I tightened every muscle I could possibly tighten, as answering yes, my pussy began to throb from the inside as I felt his cock jerk within, and then as we both moaned loudly together he shoved it in me one more good time, leaving it deep, allowing his cum to go deep inside of me.

After this experience, Ernest and I became very open to one another and had some great sexual experiences. We were actually very serious at one point, but he moved out of state which caused a burden for both of us.. especially now that we had turned one another into fucking machines! We're suppose to hook up sometime again this summer and you know, You all with be the very first to hear about our experiences! I am also hoping to hook up with a guy that I have met here in the Dark Cavern, that just by talk, has gotten me so hot, wet and horny so many times! John, did I have your cock hard with this one baby??

I received many responses- I am very surprised- and seem to have struck a nerve. Most responses were very complimentary and in agreement, "nice job" some said. I was very pleased that those who dissented with my point of view conducted themselves as ladies and gentlemen, and presented their differing points of view in very polite messages to me.

First of all, I realize there are hetero guys who get in these relationships, who are not closet gays, nor bisexual, nor do they take part in the "lifestyle" in which the white husband becomes the object of NEGATIVE, RACIALLY CHARGED humiliation. But we don't hear about the "normal" folks- we hear about the fetish things.

I would like to say a couple of things as a follow-up and a clarification: I have nothing against gays, and nothing against an act two consenting adults find pleasureable. My goal was to speak out on a concept that I felt was pervasive yet not discussed: the fact that the white husband is often the initiator, point being, it is HIS fantasies that are being fed, not the wife's. The "How to get your wife to try black cock" section should be sufficient proof of the truth of my assertion. I don't think I've ever seen one written from a WOMAN'S point of view: "How to Get your Husband to let you Try Black Cock" (now that I have mentioned it, I'm sure this section is forthcoming, *laughing*)

Also, I received nearly 10 responses from men saying, "I like to eat cum, but I'm not GAY", or something approximating this. To these individuals I say only: You Are What You Do. The male ego has a particularly hard time accepting that bisexual behavior means you are BISEXUAL at the very least. These messages only served to prove my larger point, I think. A man's ego will concoct all sorts of justifications, explanations, or differing takes on his behavior, in an attempt to refrain from accepting the reality of their actions and what they say about the person doing them. He may deny his own desires, repress them so that his only release is in living vicariously through the closest female, his wife.

Remember, it's easier to lie to yourself, because you want to believe it's true.

Peace, Love, and Understanding. Dizzy Dana.

I was a married white female who thought she was happy. My husband and I were married for almost 12yrs. Our sex life was normal, our idea of excitment was doing it with the lights on. We had 2 wonderful boys and basically were going thru the motions of being married.

I had always thought of black men, always looked at them, but thats as far as it went. We then got online in Xmas of 98 and my life has changed so much for the better.

While my husband was at work, I was able to get online and explore my fantasies, talking with black men all day. It got me so hot, I was so hooked, its all I think of. I finally argeed to meet a man for real, and never looked back.

I could not believe the difference, the power, emotion, and feeling of fullfillment. I became a total cock hound for beautiful black men. Every free moment was spent with black men. My husband never looked so bad, we never had sex again. We are seperated, he has not been able to handle my cravings. We are trying to work on it, so he can accept that Black men are my destiny. I have never felt better in my life!!

Tom was a bad boy. Tom would come over & we all would joke & carry on, but nothing sexual. Then once while in the kitchen Tom started touching me & trying to kiss me, telling me he always wanted a white wife to play with. I kept pushing him away & telling him no! Tom's hands were all over me. I said I was going to yell for Jack (who was in the living room), he said go ahead maybe he'll let us both suck his cock. My knees went weak & he saw something clicked. He started going under my clothes, telling me "I was going to watch my husband suck his dick then put it in your hot pussy."

I whispered please stop as his fingers found my pussy. Just then Jack yelled "what was taking so long?" I jumped, but Tom yelled back, "I'm about to get some of your wife's pussy." Jack came in & saw Tom with his finger in my pussy & me with my legs open, leaning on the sink. Jack stared & tried to say something but Tom said 'Sarge you know you want this. Maybe you can suck her clean after I'm done fucking her." Tom seemed to know all the right buttons to push for us both.

I saw my husband get a hard on & just watch. Tom told Jack to undress us both as his hands were on my pussy & tits. Jack undressed me & then Tom said now "do me." Jack got on his knees & undid his pants. The whole time Tom was looking me in the eyes & whispering I was going to make a fine slut & he never had a married couple to play with before.

When Jack had him pantless Tom told Jack "to place my cock in your wife." Jack did this as he fucked me Jack was told to stay down there & watch. We were told to keep looking at each other as I was fucked. I couldn't believe how turned on I was!

Then the most exciting thing happened. Tom had Jack hold his balls as he came. Then told me to force Jack to clean us up. I pulled Jack unto my pussy & he ate like a starved man. Then I held Tom for him to clean him up. Then we all went into the bedroom. Over the two years, Tom took Jacks ass, I ate his girlfriends pussy as Tom did me. I got gang banged. Then we moved out of state & things are kinda slow. I look back as my wild years.

We met Joey while out for the evening several months ago and have developed a friendship with him every since. I knew the first time they met that the thought had run through both their minds, but neither would say so. But over the past 3 to 4 months I would mention the fact of how much it would turn me on to see her fuck Joey. At first she said that was something she would never do. But I started to notice that everytime I mentioned it while we were fucking her pussy would get very wet and she would really get very hot. Finally I told her to admit to me how much she wanted a big black cock inside her. She did and kept repeating it without any encouragement. Now was the time to act.

Saturday night I made sure the kids were away at her sisters for the evening and invited Joey over for dinner and a few drinks. After a good dinner and a few drinks we decided to watch the stars on our back deck which is secluded with no neighbors around. A little light conversation and a couple more good stiff drinks and I could tell that this was the opportune time. Joey excused himself to go to the restroom. As I sat next to my wife I started to rub her clit. Her pussy was already wet and ready. What happened next is still like a dream but it was reality.

Joey came back outside and even though it was dark outside, he could see what I was doing to her. I motioned for Joey to stand beside my wife so he could get a better view. When he stood up his loose fitting shorts where stretched out. At this point my wife looked over and saw what was beside her. She reached out and grabbed his huge cock still inside his pants. She wanted more. Joey pulled down his shorts and what had to be a 10" or better cock sprang out. And not only was is long but it had to be at least 6" round as well. My wife didn't back down though, she started sucking and licking him the best she could while I was still fingering her now juicy pussy. She was now ready, so we moved into the bedroom from the deck. She laid on the bed and I could tell she wanted Joey's huge cock in her.

Joey started by first rubbing and then eating her pussy which drove her really wild. Finally I heard her tell him "I want that big black cock now". Joey got on top of her and started to split her pussy wider than its ever been split before. Within seconds she started bucking wildly as she had her first very intense orgasm. She wasn't done though, this was her first black experience and she wasn't going to let it end very soon. Over the next hour or so she had 3 more intense orgasms but now it was Joey's turn. I could see his face grimacing as he prepared to shoot his hot cum inside her. All of a sudden he was screaming and telling my wife how "fucking" good her pussy was.

The next morning was the real test though. She woke up and fixed Joey and me breakfast. After Joey left I just had to ask how she liked it. Her reply was she would do it again. I guess I now have a total slut for black cock.

Helen was dressed very sexy. She had on a sheer white see through top, with a sheer white see through bra. She had on sheer white see through panties that I'd just bought her, and overtop she had on a short black see through skirt. She looked so hot.

Joe showed up at our house at 9:00pm. Helen lead him into the living room where they drank wine and talked. They always have so much to talk about. They like all the same things whether it be music, arts, wine, or anything else they talk about.

I was bent down under the window relaxing and checking every now and then to see what was happening. This time when I stood up I seen them standing up together in the middle of the living room floor. They were locked in a very sensual, passionate kiss. Helen has always told me that Joe is the best kisser she's ever had. The site of them in each other's arms is so beautiful. She's 5'8", 132 pounds with blond hair, brown eyes, pretty face and a beautiful body to match. Her skin is a smooth and creamy white. Her lover Joe is a real attractive, young black man. He's a body builder and is completely flawless in appearance. He's got large muscular shoulders, back, arms, legs and ass. He's also got about a 30" waist which makes him look amazing. To top it all off, Joe has a great personality.

Helen wastes no time removing his shirt as she runs her hands all over his huge upper body. She looked like a delicate china doll next to him. I was crazy with envy that Joe was so close to her. Joe then takes off Helen's top. Helen begins kissing his neck and chest, occasionally moving over to suck and nibble on his nipples. She then works her way down his stomach, undoes his pants and slowly removes them. They embrace in another long hot kiss. She absolutely loves his sensuous thick mouth. Helen again starts working her kisses down every inch of his incredible frame. She's totally ravishing every muscle on his upper body. She gets down on her hands and knees and begins taking off his boxer shorts very slowly and sensuously. His thick black cock bounces out of his shorts, and she giggles. Her pearl white teeth brushed lightly against his skin, and her sexy pink tongue and soft lips trembled as she tasted and inhaled his ebony magnificence.

I was witnessing the ultimate white woman's fantasy: a big, muscular black man having his pipe sucked by a blonde white ultra-babe, my wife. As she was busy doing what she does best, Joe removed her white see through bra and freed a pair of beautiful, perky, creamy white, 34B breasts. Her nipples get so long and hard when she's making love to him.Helen's saliva was all over his midnight skin. She rubbed his black cock all over her lovely white face. Joe's always tells Helen that he's never met anyone that could suck his dick lick she does. She loves it. It's so easy to tell that she's not doing it just for him, she's in her own world. Better yet, she's in Joe's world.

After what seems like an eternity, Helen stands to her feet where they kiss and caress each other some more and Joe slowly removes my wife's white see through panties. Joe holds onto my wife tightly from behind as they waltz into the dining room which is right across from the kitchen. Helen turns her head around and kisses him. Helen then turned around, leaned over a dining room chair at the table and waited for her lover's next move. Joe got down on his hands and knees and stuck his tongue into my wife's box from behind. Helen moans and groans constantly as Joe eats my wife's cunt. Joe gives Helen the best head she's ever had. He's the only man to regularly bring her to oral orgasms. I've only managed that feat twice, while Joe can make her orgasms orally at will. She's never been able to explain what exactly he does with his tongue, mouth and fingers.

After a few minutes of this, Joe slowly stands up, grabs a hold of his ebony bat, and slowly guides it into my wife's eagerly waiting pussy. Her nimble white body ached for his great powerful blackness in such an openly and totally dependent way. My favorite part of watching them, is when Joe initially enters her. She always lets out a huge moan and orgasms within seconds, no matter how fast or hard he goes in. I'm again so envious of him because I make love to her all the time and she seldom orgasms at all. They look so magnificently naughty with his black ass muscles flexing each time he drives his meat deep into her eager pussy. Anyone could've walked up to the front door and seen this gorgeous black man taking my wife from behind. This turned me on even more knowing that she didn't even know or care. She was in Joe's World. My wife loves being fucked from behind so they stay in this position for quite awhile. They seem to take turns, with him grinding his hips in circles, then pounding her box hard, then he would stand still to rest and she would press her ass against his groin and literally fuck him as he stood still. It was like she was riding a bike as each knee bent back and forth creating an in and out motion. She probably had four orgasms in this position. When they finally unlocked their groins from this position, Helen had Joe sit on the chair. She then climbed aboard his black tool facing him so that he'd have access to her tits and, most importantly, her mouth. Holding her aloft like a feather, her jet-black sex god slid her slowly but firmly back and forth over the deep, dark length of his cock. The next fifteen to twenty minutes was almost too much to watch. I was going out of my mind, not knowing what to feel about what I was seeing. She bounced up and down on him, putting her feet on the floor and driving up and down with her legs. Helen was thrashing about like a mad woman as she clasped his broad shoulders. Her body heaved and convulsed, her milky white complexion splotched with peach and rose patches. She was losing control just sitting on top of his cock and being overwhelmed by his sexy dark presence. During rest periods they would kiss and caress each endlessly.

I thought that I was going to pass out, as she had orgasm after orgasm, his ebony hands roaming all over her beautiful white ass. I marveled at how strongly a woman could desire a man. The spectacle of his jet-black log sticking to her hot white flesh was intoxicating. I can't remember the last time I seen her so worked up. I lost count of her orgasms in this position after ten. These two are so incredible. Only each of them could do this to each other.

Helen finally dismounts Joe and he leads her to the bedroom. Helen very gently and softly lays down on her back spreading her legs for him and invites him to once again mount her beautiful wet, engorged, pussy. I can still see from my vantage point as the bedroom is right beside the dining room and Helen has her legs facing me and the kitchen window. I can see his black love stick stretching my wife's pussy wide open. Joe makes passionate love to my wife's body for another ten to twenty minutes, bringing her to at least another five orgasms. Helen begs Joe to fuck her hard. She tells him that no matter how hard he fucks her, he won't hurt her. He's free to fuck her as hard as he possibly can. With our kitchen window wide open and the street so close behind me, anyone walking by could easily hear her cries of ecstasy. She doesn't seem to be aware of her noise and if is does, she doesn't care. She's still in Joe's World. Helen can tell that Joe is close to cumming as she can feel his cock grow bigger and harder. She's begging for him to fill her box with his love seed. Seconds later he obliges her and empties his load into my wife's pretty pussy as she screams out her last orgasm. They hold each other for awhile before he dresses and leaves, hoping to see her this weekend.

As soon as he leaves the house, I immediately guide my wife back into the bedroom where she belongs. I love it when she makes me clean out her lover's semen from her box. I can't get enough of her beautiul, sloppy, wet, open box. The aroma is simply intoxicating. She feels so powerful, making me do this. I mount her and quickly release my load into her snatch.

We lay back in bed together totally in awe of the night that just finished up. She is totally, sexually spent. Only Joe can bring her to that feeling of total one hundred percent complete satisfaction. She still can't belive that he's as good a lover as he is. And I can't believe that she's as good as she is. I take it all so much for granted, except on these nights. I've seen my wife with many men over the past eight years, but I can honestly say that she's a totally different woman when she's with Joe. Even though loving another man goes against her vows, morals, and ethics, any sane human being with two eyes in their head could see that Helen and Joe are deeply in love. They have never made love to anyone else, like they make love to each other. Each is so unselfish. This is the epitomy of love and sex for both of them, and all three of us know it but say nothing. She's truly in Joe's World. I love her so much.

It's interesting that some of your readers would take exception to the husband humiliation as though the only alternative is that the husband is a closet gay.

This is not only a militant female perspective but one that is upheld by many militant gays as well. As though an intelligent masculine male can't seek sexual satisfaction in any way he desires without having to fall into somebody else's category.

As for the site being driven by white males...it doesn't seem like the women writing in are suffering terribly even though some of them have some serious questions that need serious inquiry if not "answering" per se.

Also, the black men who are writing in saying they're having the time of their lives aren't exactly complaining either.

Sex is a joyous experience and if a man is not largely endowed, and he can deal with the reality of having his wife pleasured by somebody else who is not threatening their relationship (which hopefully is not soley based in sex or convenience but actually includes some real communication and caring for one another), then the inclusion of a third party is merely that.

The trip is pure fantasy and satisfies to the extent that it does. If the shoe fits etc.! When people open the lid to Pandora's box, as some of your writers have mentioned, you'd better be ready for what you ask for.

In all the sexual experiences I've ever had, the major concerns initially were always about the physical healthy concerns and they must be addressed because living healthily is essential to a good life no matter what your sexual role or orientation.

However, equally important in every non-monogamous situation I've ever been in is the emotional stability of all the parties involved. The worst case scenario is the closet bi-sexual(or gay who lives as a straight man but has no real sexual feelings for his wife), who fears the truth so much because of the anger towards that particular orientation (see Dizzy Dana for an example), when the real threat is what happens when Mr. Hide the truth literally fucks up and doesn't tell his wife he's having a male lover and in some cases(documented by nurses and doctors EVERYWHERE), becomes infected with HIV or Hep B or some other less deadly but equally disturbing or fertility threatening disease. Beyond the harrowing embarassment that these individuals live in deadly fear of is the reality of the risk to their loved ones and themselves. It's pure suicide or at the least self destruction in a personal sense.

Compared to that, when in many surveys it has been revealled that many largely straight men do not mind the idea of taking another man in their mouth(I'm not kidding, as long as the guy is clean or perhaps coated in a woman's pussy juices the thought actually doesn't send most guys running home to mama), it may be a non-macho notion but it sure beats the bullshit idea that two guys can fuck the same woman, share all the risks of transference and still maintain some bizarre idea that they're not touching, or NOT GAY as long as they don't touch each other during the sex. As if putting your penis where somebody else has just been is any less intimate than anything else. It's either all okay, or it's all not okay. And guess what? For a lot of people, it's all okay.

Some women really get a kick out of having one man in each hand and sucking on one and then the other, and then having the penis heads rub up against each other. Or double penetration when two cocks are bumping up against each other with only a membrane in between. What's that? An excuse for being gay? Please. It may not have a name. It's just part of being sexual beyond the so-called norm of one cock at a time. Cross the line and own the truth. You're not gay and you might have a good time with more than one person who is the same sex around. As long as they're a decent person.

Does that make you bi-sexual? To some extent, yes. Does that make you irresponsible? Only being irresponsible makes anyone irresponsible. After the fact is too late but usually where most people find out. Thanks again Coco.

As the evening approached, of course I thought, she has got to be a bbw or look nothing like her pictures. Man, was I ever wrong. We met at a local hotel here in Dallas, and she was beautiful!!!!! She was wearing a black skirt and white blouse and high heels. I couldn't get over how beautiful she is! At this point I almost shot all over myself. She looks just so beautiful. As we sat and talked I introduced myself to her and noticed that she is really shy. Finally, after a few drinks, which by the way, she only drank water, we decided to go to the room. We got to the room and we sat and talked a little more. Then her husband asked her to stand up, which she did. He then told her that we were going to take pictures of her being stripped. I then got up and started unbuttoning her blouse, and pulled it open, Her tits were big! I undid her bra and pulled it open and saw that her nipples were still pink, and almost shot all over myself again! We then started posing as he took the pictures. The one thing about her tits are that they are real! Not fakes. I loved the way they bounced and jiggle as we took pictures. I finally got her skirt off and she has to have the most perfect ass and legs I have ever seen and her skin, is so soft!!!!

WE then posed for a few more pictures. I couldn't get her to take her panties off so we just took several pictures. Finally, she was sitting on my lap, and he said he had to change film, so he winked at me, and walked over to the bathroom. At this point, I had been rubbing her stomach and playing with her tits. I could tell she was breathing very hard, so I started rubbing the waistband of her panties and suddenly she took a deep breathe and sighed, I then slowly worked my hand down to the front of her panties as I gently rubbed her, and as I touched her pussy, she jumped and sighed deeply, and arched her back, and my one hand went to her tits while I played with the pussy. She started moaning loudly, so I worked my hand back up and slowly slid it down the front of her panties. This time she said nothing and allowed me to play with her.

Her husband was watching from the corner, so I gave it an all or nothing, and I started pulling her panties down over those beautiful legs, she grabbed them suddenly, to stop me, but I whispered in her ear to let go, which she did. I then pulled her panties down and she lifted her legs to allow me to pull them off. I then turned her around, and she suddenly slid down my lap, and reached around my dick with her hand. She then started licking it, running her tongue all over it. I sat there watching her as she did, feeling her tits on my thighs, and then suddenly, she opened her mouth and started sucking me. MAN was she good. She started sucking my dick really hard and bouncing her head up and down on it. AFter a few mintues of this, I forced her up and started sucking on those tits of hers. While I also played with her pussy.

Her husband then came around and sat down and started watching us. I then had her climb on my lap and as she did, she started begging me not to fuck her, and I told her to shut up! She then said Yes, Sir. And as she was on top of my lap, I reached down and rubbed the head of my dick against her lips. I then made her slowly slide down on me and as she did, she started moaning really loud, and actually started crying. As she slid down all the way on me, I felt her shudder and knew she was having an Orgasm.

She then started riding me, up and down, real slow at first, but then she would pick up speed. The greatest thing about this was watching her tits bounce as she did! She then moved very closely to me, hugging me and kissing me as she rode me. Again, I felt her shudder only this time, it was more violently. She suddenly, just stopped, panting, and acting as if she were out of breath.

I then made her get up off of me, and grabbed her by the arm and walked her to the bed. I forced her down on her back, and told her to spread her legs. She did as she was told and man, I couldn't get over how beautiful she is! I then got between her legs, and she reached up and started to wrap her arms around me, and I grabbed her arms and held her down. I then told her I was going to fuck her now, and she started kicking her legs, and I got down on her and shoved my dick into her. She screamed as I did, and but then, she started fucking me back. I fucked her for probably an hour. And she took every bit of it. Just watching those tits bounced was great.

Finally, I couldn't take anymore and shot my load deep into her. She kept hunching me, as if begging for me to shoot more. I just laid there on top of her for a few minutes, when I heard her husband order her to clean me off. I then got up, and she came around and started licking my dick, cleaning it. As she was sucking me again, he came around and started fucking her. After he was finished, he then told us he would be back. He left us there alone and I took full advantage of it. We must have fucked for another hour. Then we just laid there in bed. She loved to cuddle. When he came back, he made her tell him everything we did, as I laid there playing with her.

I am supposed to go back this weekend. As her ad says, she is really into bondage, and I am going to find out just out into it she is!

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this experience, If any of you are lucky enough to meet her, you're not going to belive how lucky you are!! However, I intend to keep this one all to myself if at all possible!

Kim is extremely loyal, and has always had a very traditional approach to our relationship... almost to the point of prudishness. Me on the other hand... I have always loved the thought of being in a relationship with a 'cheating; wife.

I first broached the subject of Kim taking lovers about 3 years into our marriage. At first my suggestions fell on stoney ground... but I stuck at it... and after a lot of persuading, role playing... oh and of course Bacardi and Coke... Kim finally agreed... and we started on our voyage of shared sexual discovery.

Over the years we have met both couples and singles... and Kim had a regular friend who she saw for about two years. It must of been during the last three years that I have been urging Kim to go with blackmen.

Now getting Kim to go black was the biggest challenge of all. Although neither of us have any particular prejudice... we were brought up in a time were interracial relationships were still very much taboo.

Well I am glad to say that with lots of coaxing... and of course more Bacardi and Coke... she eventually agreed. We have met the majority of Kim's sexual partners in a local carpark near us that is used as a meeting place for couples and singles. This has meant that I have always had a 'ring side' seat as I have watched Kim in the back of our car with a total stranger.

I can't begin to describe my feelings as I have watched her with her black 'one night' stands. To date she has had 8 blackmen... and almost all without exception have performed beyond my wildest dreams... and Kim has displayed her pleasure in way that has never manifested it self during our love making.

Kim insists that going black does not become an obsession with me... but we are currently playing a game where she tells me she is a total black slut... and that she is only available for big black cocks. Currently I am not allowed to enter being told that I am a wimpy white husband who can't satisfy her. As recently as Tuesday night... she sucked off a black man and swallowed his cum... and now she tells me that she won't suck my white wimpy cock anymore.

Although we always practice safe sex... she does now threaten me with having unprotected sex with blackmen in the hope of getting pregnant (my suggestion) and is now talking about getting into a blackman's car on her own... while I watch from ours... and maybe giving him her number so that she can arrange to see him when I am at work (another of my suggestions).

You've probably guessed that I like to take a submissive role to Kim... and I am convinced deep down that she secretly really loves being a black slut.

Oh well we will keep on playing and see where we get to.

I would love to hear of like minded husbands and wives and in particular from VWE blackmen in the UK who may be interested in the carpark scene (suprise suprise we are not the only white couples who go searching for blackmen).

My best friend Kate knows of my secret lust for black men, and never misses an attempt to point one out to me if given the chance. I guess she was finally tired of hearing me talk about it, and wanted to see it happen, because she is completely responsible for me meeting Marcus.

Kate and I work together in an upscale office downtown in a large metropolitan city. About once a month, all of us go out after work for happy hour, and occasionally to a club or something afterwards. Sometimes our evenings out stretch into the wee hours of the morning. On one such occasion, Kate brought a 'good friend' of hers that I had never met to one of our nights out. This was Marcus. A very well-dressed, nicely groomed black gentleman in his early 30s. Everything about him was immaculate, and I looked him over appreciatively when Kate introduced us. I came to find out later that Kate had already filled him in on my longstanding fantasy of a being with a black man.

Marcus and I hit it off right away and talked most of the evening. We parted ways around 9pm and went home. I expected that to be the last I saw of him until he called me at work a few days later. He was very outgoing and friendly, and his deep husky voice was almost trance-like as I sat and chatted with him. He asked if I'd be available for dinner or something some night. I told him I was very flattered, but I was married. He said he already knew that, but what harm is dinner with a friend and surely my husband would understand. I agreed but said that my schedule was very busy the next week or so, and we would have to plan it for sometime shortly following. During the following week, Marcus and I talked everyday....and each day our conversations got more and more intimate. Soon, we both knew exactly what we would be devouring for dinner, and it wasn't food! Marcus eventually came out and asked me what it was about a black man that I craved, and what my ultimate fantasy with one would be. I was almost embarassed to admit it, but the idea of being a "sex slave" to a dominant black man was quite a turn on for me. As soon as I said it, I almost wished I hadn't, because Marcus grew very quiet. I thought "oh no! He's thinks I'm some freak! He's not into that!". I tried to glaze over it in conversation and eventually (I hoped) Marcus had forgotten I even mentioned it.

We finally got a free night about 2 weeks after I had initially met him. I told my husband that it was another night out with colleagues and I wasn't sure when I would be home. Marcus told me of this excellent Italian restaurant in a luxury hotel downtown, and we agreed to meet there. Conversation thru dinner was enlightning, and I couldn't help but look Marcus over amid the soft glow of candlelight and several glasses of white wine. As I said, he was immaculate. He stood about 6'4, nice lean athletic body, very short hair and a neatly trimmed goatee. His smile alone could have charmed the pants off of me (if I hadn't already decided they were coming off later anyway!) After about 2 hours of dinner, he invited me upstairs to his room. I looked at him in surprise, because he lived in the area, and I asked him why he got a room. "So I wouldn't have to wait any longer than absolutely necessary to get inside you." I was shocked at his boldness, but in spite of my surprise, I felt a familiar wetness growing between my legs. I knew there was no turning back now. I was face to face with my fantasy..and I certainly wasn't going to let it pass me by!

We got up to his suite and walked in. I was amazed at how comfortable I was with him. He walked me into the bedroom and asked if I'd like something to drink. I shook my head and looked up at him. His deep brown eyes locked with mine and he pulled me close to him with one swift move of his strong arms. I can't remember how long it was, but it seemed like we were tearing each others clothes off in no time at all.

He pulled me closer to him, his hot body pressed against mine. I let myself get lost within his strong embrace. I ran my hand up and down his muscular back, feeling the hard muscles beneath his taut black skin. He kissed my shoulders, then neck. His scent was intoxicating, luring me deeper into his world. He lifted up my skirt, and pushing my panties aside, began slowly stroking my pussy. Devouring my lips with his, he slid his large hand down and cupped my mound, his fingers running over my clit easily, spreading my juice all around. Without my realization, he had undressed me as he continued to fondle my saturated pussy. I wanted him so badly I could taste him. I reached down and unbuttoned his pants, seeing the large bulge growing there. "That's it baby...get you some of that black treasure" he whispered huskily in my ear. I unzipped his fly and pushed his pants down past his hips. His cock was HUGE and sprang up freely as I released it (I now believed everything I had heard about black men!) It was at least 9 inches and still not fully erect! When I reached down to stroke it, I realized that I couldn't even get my hand all the way around it. "Its ready for you baby...its ready to ream that sweet white pussy of yours" he said. I gushed at his words as he stepped out of his pants and led me over to the bed.

"Now, get on your back and spread those legs so your black Master can see his sweet white cunt" he ordered. I was shocked at his words, and his sudden change in attitude, but it made me so hot to hear him say it, I could only oblige. I crawled onto the bed and lay down on my back. A bit shyly, I spread my legs slightly and looked up at him. He shook his head "No no baby, its not like that" he said as he put a large black hand on each knee and spread my legs wide as he stood over me with authority. "There, that's what I like to see...spread those lips and show your Master his property" he said. I reached down with two fingers and spread myself open for him. "That's it baby...that's my little white cunt, and don't you forget it", he said as he took his huge cock in his hand and began stroking it. "I'm gonna fuck you till you cry baby...I'm gonna stretch that little pink pussy out with this black monster."

I could feel my juices running down my inner thighs and onto the bed and I reached down to relieve myself a little. He snapped at me when he saw that. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Nobody fingers that cunt but me...not even you...do you understand that?" I stared at him in shock as I pulled my hand away. "ANSWER ME SLAVE!" he shouted. "O-okay", I stammered. "'YES SIR' is how you address me, got that?" he countered. "Yes Sir", I said. I couldn't believe that this was the same guy I was sipping wine with at dinner just a half hour before. He had instantly become my fantasy and more! His words and demeanor were getting me so hot, I thought I was going to pass out before he ever did anything to me!

"That's more like it", he continued, still stroking his now rock hard cock, "if you wanna play with that pussy, you ASK PERMISSION first, you understand that?" "Yes Sir" I answered back. "Good...you're gonna be a good slave for your nigga Master, aren't you?" he asked as he reached down and began stroking my hard clit. "Yes Master..." I answered, getting more and more turned on by the idea of being his "property".

He finally crawled up on top of me and took my wrists, pinning them against the bed. I could feel the head of his massive took pressing against my clit, sending shivers through me. "You want this black meat baby?" he asked. I nodded my head fiercely, "Yes....PLEASE!" I said. "Tough fucking shit...you're gonna have to earn it whore. You don't just GET to fuck this, your white cunt is gonna have to EARN the pleasure of being filled up with black meat". With that, he crept down my body, kissing and licking as we went. He got between my legs and I could feel his hot breath on my shaved pussy. Slowly, with one long stroke, he licked from my asshole to my clit, sending me into ecstasy. "Mmmmmm, thats good pussy baby...so sweet and tasty" he said as he spread my lips open and circled my clit with the tip of his tongue before shoving his face into my wetness and slurping away. I could feel him sucking my soft wet flesh into his mouth, his soft full lips parting my lips wide. He was moaning hungrily, which drove me WILD and his words were even hotter. "Ooh, you like that don't you baby...I can see your pussy oozing those juices, getting ready for my nigga cock to fill it up". I writhed under his touch and he finally slid back up my body, pressing his hardness against my entrance again.

"Tell me how bad you need it" he said. "Oh god, I need that dick inside me!" I whined. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back, "That's fucking pathetic bitch! Do you want your Master inside you or not? ACT RIGHT! Tell me you want it like you mean it slave!" he growled. I was shaking under his touch, but obeyed his order "Oh please Master, my tight cunt needs to be filled with that beautiful black cock of yours! Make this pussy yours Master!" I screamed. He released my hair and grinned down at me, shaking his head, "Listen to you, you little whore! Screaming for a nigga's dick! Begging a nigga to stretch out that tight white pussy with his big black meat." "YES YES" I screamed. "Alright slut, take this fucking cock in" he said as he reached down and spread my lips open. He stroked the head of his over my clit, again and again, making me shudder. Finally he pushed the head in, and I could feel my lips parting for it. The head was so large, very round and bulbous. He got it in and I could feel my lips throbbing from stretching so wide. "Damn, you got a tight cunt, slut. Your pussy's clenching my cock real good." he told me. I tilted my head back and reveled in the feel of his cock inside me. "You're gonna take it all slut, I'm gonna loosen that pussy up". With that, he slowly slide himself all the way inside me until he heavy balls were resting against my ass. I can't describe the feeling of his huge shaft filling my pussy to capacity. Itwas all I could do to keep from screaming out in anguish. My cunt was throbbing and twitching, have never been stretched so far before. Slowly he began pumping my pussy...I could feel my juices were finally lubing his cock up and he slid in and out more easily now. His thrusting became more and more rapid and forceful and I looked up at him. He was looking down at where our bodies joined as he gripped my hips tighter. He saw me watching him and said "Nothing looks finer than a tight pink pussy swallowing up some hard black meat baby...look for yourself", he nodded towards our union. I sat up on my elbows and looked down. He leaned into me further so I could get a better view and what I saw almost made me orgasm right there. His cock was even bigger than before, all wet and shiny from my juices and the sight of it pushing up into me was almost too much to bear. My lips were spreading open, accepting his black meat with each thrust. "Oh god", I moaned as I lay back, "its so good Master...fuck me hard with that nigga cock!" I begged as he approached his building orgasm.

"OOOOOooooooh fuck yeah baby...feels so good inside my little white slave! This is MY pussy now! You remember that! No fucking white boy is ever gonna want this cunt now that its been split open by a black Master! Tell your white husband to go fuck some other sorry pussy, this beautiful little cunt is all mine!" I was nearing explosion myself as well and screamed back "YES Master! This is your cunt and nobody gets this pussy but my Master! Ream my cunt good!"

He scooped me up around the hips and pulled me into him. I reached down and grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper into me. He began growling again, "Look at you, you fucking little white whore! You can't get enough of this black cock, can ya?? What would your proper white folk think...seeing you writhe and scream like that for a nigga's meat?" I couldn't answer him, I was so close to climaxing. I could only thrash about on the bed as he tried to hold me firmly impaled on his massive tool. Finally, he thrust another three or four times before his entire body tensed and he threw his head back, letting out a animal-like groan. I felt a hot spray of thick cum deep inside my pussy. I gasped with pleasure at the sheer intensity of it as my own orgasm rocked throughout my entire body. He held me firmly against him, his knuckles white with intention. He slid in and out a couple more times very slowly, before withdrawing his half limp dick from inside me. He collapsed beside me and we lay there together on the bed, breathing heavily. I could feel the river of jizz running out of my pussy, which was twitching and sore. After a few minutes, he rolled over on his side facing me, stuck two fingers into my pussy, and offered them to my lips. I hungrily sucked his fingers clean and he said "That us baby...that's you and me". I grinned and he grinned back, "rest up baby, that's only round one."

Needless to say, I owe Kate BIG TIME! LADIES...if you are even CONSIDERING trying out some black meat, I can't emphasize ENOUGH that you MUST DO IT! Its even BETTER than you can possibly imagine!

Her 34c tits have stayed on her chest her legs run right up to her ass. Her pussy is still as tight as a virgins and bald as the day she was born. Our sex life is magnificent and our relationship is solid. I always trusted my wife not to screw around on me behind my back. That thought changed dramatically one spring afternoon last year.

My wife had called me to tell me our carpet installers were there and would be replacing the downstairs carpet. As the day went on business became slow so I decide to let the help close up, plus I wanted to check on the job they were doing at my house.

I pulled up our driveway and noticed the company's van was around back, so I went to the rear entrance. I entered the house and all the carpet had been installed. The workers' tools were by the backdoor ready to go but there were no workman. I quietly headed upstairs, I noticed the living room covered with beer cans, and there were voices coming from the bedroom. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next. As I reached the slightly open door, I saw my wife tied spread eagle to the bed and three black men surrounded her.

One had his face buried in her hot bald pussy, another was straddling her chest, riding his black pole through her tit cleavage and the third was nestled on her head with his huge black ball sac stuffed completely into my wife's wanton mouth. He had his ass spread across the rest of her face and his dick (more like a night stick) was laying over her chin onto her chest.

I was to say the least taken by surprise, but I could not turn to leave. My balls tingled, my cock swelled and my heart began to flutter. I could hear grunts of pleasure escape my wife's scrotum filled mouth. I could hear all the men trash talking her. The stud fucking her tits called her a "black cock whore." The one sitting on her head ground his ass down on her face.

"Suck my balls good bitch ! " He ordered. "I might let you taste my cock ."

He lifted off her face. My wife selfishly tried to keep his balls in her mouth, she whimpered as he pulled his nut sac from her mouth; she liked being a receptacle for strangers cocks. He dragged his cock across her face and proceeded to force feed her his 10-inch ebony fuck stick.

The pussy eater now had his snake at the entrance of her eager pussy. He taunted her, slapping his cock against her clit telling her "you're our slut now, we own this pussy. We'll do what we want to you anytime we please. You got that , you fucking pig?"

The monster that was in her throat was yanked out of her mouth long enough for her to nod in acceptance. The ebony knight riding her chest then proceeded to dump an enormous load of black fuck sauce onto my wife's face. She was in heaven. As the last string of scalding cum shot her face, he pounded his cock on her mouth and made her suck it dry. Spent, he got off the bed and made his way to a chair in the corner.

Now my wife's pussy was about to be pummeled by a jack hammer cock. She was asked "are you ready for this big black cock? " Before she could answer he shoved his dick to the hilt into her cunt. As she screamed with pain her mouth was stuffed full with the same beast that invaded her face earlier. He began to fuck my wife's face, his balls slapping her cheek and his cock penetrated her throat repeatedly. The two men seemed to want to meet in her chest, the way they were banging away at her holes.

The face fucker made a final thrust then whipped his cock out and sprayed a gallon of cum onto her still slick face. He rubbed his charcoal cock all over her face spreading the cum completely over it . The guy fucking her pussy silly pulled out and mounted her chest and unleashed a geyser of thick white cum onto her face. Every pale inch of my wife's face was covered with huge globs of black seed.

The guy that had cum first, got up laughing. "Look at that slut " he said " She's just helpless with all that cum on her face, her pussy and mouth stretched wide. Wait till the boys get a hold of her."

They all laughed as they got dressed, that's when I noticed a fourth man walking towards the bed. He had his cock out as he clambered up onto the bed . He put his cock to my wife mouth and she greedily sucked it in. He pumped her face a few strokes.

"Suck this bitch ." He slurred.

My wife looked as if she were swallowing. Her cheeks puffed out full and liquid started to squirt out around his cock. He was pissing in my wife's mouth and she was swallowing it ! He pulled his dick out and hosed her face.

"She's a regular fuck pig." one announced.

"That's it, piss on her," another blurted out with aloud "yeah." Piss on her he did, he drenched her in his golden nectar.

I figured I should leave and let her get cleaned up. I then came home regular time through the front door announcing I was home. I was expecting my wife to greet me but she did not. I went to the bedroom and she was still tied to the bed, with cum on her face and the abundant smell of urine. Her mouth had been gagged with men's boxer shorts. Across her chest were scribed the words "BLACK DICK FUCK PIG" with permanent marker. There was a video tape on the edge of the bed with a receipt for the carpet marked "paid in full."

They had recorded the entire thing, from my wife scampering around in the nude to the drinking and then my wife begging the four men to fuck her like a pig. I watched the whole thing again then untied my wife. She immediately ran to the bathroom. Nothing was said about her condition, but now every other month or so I get a new video and have seen some interesting things.

I witnessed my wife fucked in her ass by five men, used as a three-hole whore for black cocks. I've seen her forced to be a toilet tramp while hog tied in the tub. She's been passed around to ten enormously hung black guys and covered in their cum. To some things so outrageous they can't be published.

She really has become a black dick fuck pig, and I enjoy watching her.

As I was showing the dress to John, the black guy was fussing and arranging the dress and he touched me lightly in several places. I found my nipples getting hard, and he noticed. He was not fondling me, but just fussing with the fabric. This guy was about 30 or 35, tall, and a heavy build. His touching was more sensual than deliberate, but even John now knew I was getting turned on.

I decided to try on another dress, and as I put it on, I stripped nude first. I came out and stood in front of the mirror, and Henry knelt in front of me to fuss with the hem, I just knew he could smell my muskiness. He put his hands under the dress and caressed my calf, then wrapped his big hands around my knees and started to massage them. Both his wife and John were right there, but this guy had no inhibitions, I'm only 29, but he had me shivering and sweating like a virgin newlywed on her wedding night. His wife suggested they close the booth and go back to their farm. Their car was full of boxes, so we all piled into our little pickup. Sarah ended up sitting on my lap, she is a slim person, probably 25, but she weighed a ton, her muscles were hard, she was not soft, just hard dense muscle. It took about five minutes to get to the farmhouse, when we got out of the truck, Sarah took John by the hand and led him into the house.

Henry took me around the side of the house to a deck surrounded by climbing roses. He stood behind me as I looked around, then he undid the dress and let it fall to the deck. I have a pretty good physique, and this guy kissed and caressed every inch of me. I undid his shirt, then undid his pants. Henry is a big guy, probably 250 or 270, I pulled his shorts down, and first saw his black dick. I just stared. There I was kneeling in front of a dick that was hanging straight down, probably 8 or 9 inches, about the diameter of a coke can, and a testicle sac that looked like two oranges in a black bag. I touched, fondled it, kissed it, and it rose to its full magnificence.

He pulled me to my feet turned me around and put my hands out against the open window sill as he started to rub his penis against my wet opening. My cunt was sopping, and he gently entered me. I braced myself hard against the sill, and his penis was so hot, and so rigid, he had no problem entering me. John is reasonably well hung, but this was a whole new experience. It was the heat of his penis, and the length of his thrusts that I best remember, He slowly stroked in and out of me, I was on fire, and panting like a dog bitch in heat. He slowly increased his tempo until he was pounding, full length in and out of me.

I could feel his testicles slapping against me, and I desperately wanted to reach under me and squeeze them, but I needed both hands to brace me against his thrusts. Maybe it was because he was black, or maybe because he was a big man, or maybe it was my arousal level; I was in seventh heaven. He just kept pounding into me, I loved every minute of his heat, his thrusts, his friction, even his grunts. His wife came to the window, and started massaging my shoulders and murmuring 'isn't it wonderful', she wasn't jealous or lewd, just a woman sharing an experience she knew well. He just kept pounding, and I could feel the urgency and tension building within him through my insides, then slam slam slam, he came inside me and I transformed from a dripping, steaming, horny woman to a sopping foamy mass of cum. He turned me over and sat me on the sill and entered me from the front, his wife leaned her breasts against my back, encircled me with her arms and kept murmuring the same thing over and over.

I could not get my legs around him, but I hooked my heels onto his waist and watched the magic of his thick black member thrust in and out of me. He was patient and thorough, and I kept him drenched with body fluid, my pubic hair was nearly invisible in the mass of foam and cum. She was cooing to him now, and it was obvious this was a serious sensual experience for him too. He came again, with such violent thrusts that I would have fallen in the window if it hadn't been for Sarah. He picked me up, and while still inside me, took a couple of steps back and sat, then laid back on a sun lounge with me now on top of him. The smell of the roses, the strength and size of his black dick, the heat of the sun, I just rose up and down on that black pole and wrapped every bit of my being around it. He started to get harder, and I started to literally bounce up and down, I reached between us and grasped one testicle with each hand; I swear they were like oranges! As I caressed and squeezed, he started pumping and we both roared to a climax like two freight trains in a head on collision.

He softened this time, and I slid off him, down to my knees in front of him and continued to caress that beautiful black part of him. He spoke for the first time in what seemed like hours, and asked if I'd like to stay awhile.

John and I got a private moment to talk that evening, I wanted to stay and visit for a few days, but John didn't. It was clear he had had a sexual experience, even a good one, but it wasn't anything special. He decided he'd go up to Qualikum on Vancouver Island to golf with a schoolmate, and pick me up in two days.

That night was one of the most interesting in my life. Sarah, Henry and I shared the same bed. By then it was clear that working, eating, and life's duties got in the way with that which Henry loved most : fucking.

Sarah and I shared the bathroom before getting into bed. She loved her man, and the fact I was going to bed with them was emotionally not an issue for her, it was more like we were going to share a good meal together. As we went to bed, Henry was already there; Sarah just grabbed the covers and flipped them all off. She told me to sit on his stomach, and she sat between his legs and started fondling him. He pulled me up onto his chest and started massaging my breasts. He was strong, gentle, and hungry. I could not see what Sarah was doing, but he soon pulled me forward onto his face. The heat from his tongue, the roughness from his beard stubble soon had me tingling like it was my first time all over again. I knew Sarah was riding him now, and then he pushed me away and said, "go squeeze my balls". I kneeled on the floor between his legs and fondled. Watching that beautiful piece of mahogany thrust in and out of Sarah was spellbinding, it glistened with her wetness, his balls looked in blacker in contrast to my white hands, and my fondling and squeezing and twisting were just what he wanted.

He had his hands around her hips, and was pounding her onto his every thrust, He came, and soon his balls, my hands, everything was covered in cum. I rubbed some between my legs, onto my breasts, and onto Sarah's. She kept riding him, and I started caressing her. She was so different than me, her body was hard, no surface fat, just hard lean muscle, I'm in ok condition, but my flesh was soft as a marshmallow compared to her. I had my hands between her legs, feeling his shaft thrust in and out of her, I was dripping wet, and couldn't wait, I pushed her forward, off him, grabbed that slippery black dick and jammed it inside myself. I rode it and squeezed it like a crazed woman, and I could feel it grow in me, my pussy must have been tighter, or hotter or something, his dick could tell the difference, and I was getting rewarded with bigger and harder.

Sarah turned around, and started caressing my breasts. It was primitive, but fascinating to watch those black hands on my white breasts, to see that gleaming black dick force it way in and out of me. I was moaning and panting and in heat. As I came, Sarah slid forward and hugged me, breasts to breasts, while he pounded the both of us up and down as he thrust into me. She kept hugging, and he kept thrusting and I must have come several times, one wave of ecstasy rolling in on top of the last one. Then he came, and the spurting and the heat and the slipperiness pushed another wave of ecstasy over me. Sarah was cooing now, and you could just sense the happiness she was feeling for her man, and me too.

Then she grabbed his dick and put it in herself. I caressed her, nibbled her nipples, and he was rewarded with another horny pussy that needed his black meat. His balls were drenched, as I jiggled them and his manhood stayed at its most erect. I just love caressing and fondling testicles, and these big black ones were the best.

Maybe it was having two women at once, or maybe the contrast between the two pussies, but he went back and forth between us for hours.

When I look back on it now, it was a risky thing to do, both for my marriage, and for not using condoms, but there is no doubt in my mind that black is the true sexual fulfillment.