I thought I'd write to share an experience we had. Last year, my wife Stella and I went on holiday to Jamaica. Stella's 39, blonde and has a well-kept figure of 36-29-38. I'm 42 by the way. After a few days Stella shocked me by saying she'd really like to be shagged by a well-hung local. When I'd recovered, she explained that she wanted me to watch her just to make sure nothing went wrong.

Now, for the last 20 years it's been a secret wish of mine to see her fuck with someone else but it had remained a fantasy. With the help of a waiter at the hotel all that was to change.

We were taken to what I suppose you'd have to call a shack where we were met by an athletic looking guy known as Denzil. Stella was already willing and eager as Denzil helped her out of her dress. She quickly lost her knickers and stood completely naked in front of him.

Denzil eyed her as he slipped his own clothes off until he too didn't have a stitch on, revealing the biggest dick I'd ever seen. It must have been a foot long and very thick, and Stella's eyes fairly popped out as she took it in.

Denzil told Stella to lie down on a mattress and she did so with enthusiasm, parting her legs in expectation. Then he guided his love-missile into her and started pumping in and out like a one-armed bandit. I've got to confess it was a hell of a thrill for me watching his dark body on top of her and those big horny hands of his all over her creamy coloured tits. They fucked for what seemed like ages with Stella having multiple orgasms until Denzil went rigid and emptied his seed into her - the spunk was still dribbling from his dick as he withdrew.

Then it was handshakes all round and I helped Stella on with her dress and we left, our waiter taking us back to the hotel. Over the next three days we talked of nothing else. Eventually, I asked her whether she wanted a repeat performance and she certainly did. But this time I didn't just watch, I got the whole experience down on my video.

Denzil's second performance was even better than his first. His foot-long cock took her to realms unknown to her. His first come was quick - shooting his seed into her deepest recesses. It was lovely to watch his reactions as he came off. He pulled his still huge cock from her and masses of rich sperm followed.

They kissed and he was rubbing her cunt with his hand, massaging the sperm into her. Then, when he was hard again, she took him into her mouth, paying homage to his hotrod. This was really exciting for me and I longed for him to spunk again. This he promptly did, spraying his sperm into her gaping mouth and all over her face. As he creamed her face, he was looking over at me grinning.

Another short rest, him not letting her clean up, then he turned her over doggie style and presented his huge knob to her pussy lips. With one thrust he was in her to the balls, really pounding in and out. She was being moved all over the bed with his thrusts. Then again he was tensing and gushing forth inside her.

It was a wonderful experience which I got down on video. The results were excellent and here at home we've often watched him in action while Stella brings herself off with a great dildo while I wank and shoot over her tits.

It really has given our sex life an unusual boost and I am constantly thinking about it and watching the video, even when Stella is out. I long for something like it to happen again. I'd love to take her out and just meet a stranger and watch him fuck the living daylights out of her, especially if he's black with an enormous cock.

I've spoken to Stella about doing it again and I think she's ready. She certainly comes quickly when we talk about it and I don't think it will be too long before she enjoys another man.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

My wife Marie is in her mid-40's and until the events I am about to describe had never had sex with another man to my knowledge. I had, of course, often fantasized about seeing another man doing her but nothing had ever come of it.

One night, however, when we were at a night club she had had quite a lot to drink. I suppose you could say she was dressed rather conservatively, nothing too outrageous. I was at the bar getting drinks when I noticed a Black guy asking her to dance. I watched them on the dancefloor, he was a little pudgy but seemed to move quite well and I must admit I began to feel a bit horny. He showed her back to the table, thanked me and moved off. She seemed a little hot under the collar and when I asked her why, she confessed that during the clinches with the guy, she had detected something big and hard pressing into her.

She disappeared to the ladies' room for a while and when she came back, her paramour asked her for another dance. They danced another slow one that seemed to last forever and I became erect once more. She again returned to the table then begged off to the ladies' again. Too much booze, I thought. She was gone rather a long time and I looked around for the Black guy but he was nowhere to be seen! My stomach began to churn.

Then suddenly she was back. I mentioned that she had been a long time and she confessed that she had something to tell me. With mounting excitement, I listened to what she was saying. The first time she had gone to the ladies', she removed her panties (said she was too hot) and when the Black guy, George, danced with her again, she said he slipped his hand under her skirt and felt her bare pussy. My cock was straining to get out of my pants as she told me he asked her into a back room. That was when she returned to me and then went to the ladies' again. She assured me that nothing much had happened. They had kissed and cuddled, he had fingered her and played with her tits and she had taken his cock out. He had obviously tried to enter her but she said she couldn't do that without my permission.

We dashed home and as I pushed my cock into her soaking cunt, she asked me what I thought. I told her that if that was what she wanted then I would have no objections. She thrilled when she heard this and we had the most intense fuck of our lives. All I could think about was George's Black cock entering her.

She told me that he was from Nigeria and was only staying in the country until the weekend. I agreed that she should visit him at his hotel the next evening. I desperately wanted to watch them together but it was decided she should go alone.

She didn't return until the next morning. Her cunt was awash with sperm and she told me that George had fucked her four times that night. I was nearly out of my skull with excitement as she told me all the details. She said his beautiful, smooth skin was almost blue-black. Tall and balding, the good life has resulted in him being slightly on the tubby side. He sports an impressive and exceptionally thick, heavily-veined nine inch prick. Because of his size, it doesn't look that long but my wife says it is the hardest and most unyielding cock she has ever had inside her.

He returned to this country at Christmas and wrote to us, asking if he could stay. I knew that this was my chance to see them together. On the morning his flight was due, Marie dressed carefully to welcome him. She decided to wear a well-cut, tan cashmere coat. Underneath this she wore a pastel twin set of sweater and cardigan and a slim, slightly tight, brown pencil skirt. What provided the outward, tarty elements were first of all her make-up, which was rather heavy. In particular, her lips were outlined in a darker lipstick which extended beyond her natural lipshape in a rather voluptuous fashion. The infilling was bright red and shiny, to match her long, bright red, false nails.

The other touches were more subtle, though it excited me to know of them. She had on a black and red, half-cup bra that naturally exposed her nipples. Her only other garment was the matching suspender belt that held up her sheer, tan stockings. On her feet she wore a pair of very high heeled black suede stilettos. As always, she went without panties.

As the passengers spilled out of the customs channel, she greeted George with a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. As he openly clamped his vast hands around her bottom, he pulled her onto the stiff erection his trousers did little to conceal. As soon as we cleared the airport, with the pair of them sat in the back of the car, and set out on the road, my wife quickly unzipped George's fly and darted down to encircle his hard, Black cock with her bright red lips and sucked him off as we drove into town, oblivious of the passing traffic. As we reached the elevated section, I heard her choke, and glanced in the mirror in time to see his hips jerk as his massive cock twitched in her mouth and his come gushed down her eager throat.

For the six days of his stay, it was exquisite torture for me. Typically, during the day around the flat, Marie would wear a simple white housecoat over a red, peephole bra that exposed her nipples, seamed stockings and very high heeled, red patent mules. They would kiss deeply and fondle each other all the time in front of me and at the slightest sign from him, she would lift her housecoat and straddle him.

On the second day, George invited a young, Nigerian friend of his around to discuss business. Marie wanted to dress but George ordered her to stay in her sexy and revealing outfit. After Robert, George's 25 year old Black friend arrived, George started speaking in Yoruba and they both laughed at my wife. George then made her display herself to his friend and told her that she should let Robert fuck her. Marie refused but after some persuasion, she agreed reluctantly to fellate him, provided he wore a condom.

Robert took out his long, thick ebony cock and Marie gingerly rolled the proferred condom down its length. She grasped the base of his prick with her hand and as her long red nails dug into its length, my wife dipped her head down and sucked Robert's straining cock into her mouth.

Both George and I looked on fascinated by my wife's behaviour as, dressed only in her underwear and high heeled mules, she knelt in between Robert's legs and slowly slurped on his Black dick. George then dropped his tracksuit bottoms, revealing a rigid hardon and, pausing only briefly to cover the end of his knob with spittle, he parted Marie's legs and entered her with a couple of quick shoves, before fucking her relentlessly. All I was allowed to do was watch in excited inaction and masturbate at the arousing sight of two Black cocks thrusting into my wife's pussy and mouth.

Robert came first, his excitement causing me to come almost simultaneously as George rolled Marie onto her back and quickly brought both of them to a dramatic, noisy, mutual climax.

Each day after I would drive them to whatever restaurant George was taking her. One night as I drove, my wife freed George's prick while I kept an eye on them via the mirror. She squeezed and wanked it for him and could only just get the head of his massive member into her mouth. As he climaxed, she said he came like a fire hose, pumping out a mass of come. It always excited me to see her sucking and being fucked by such a huge tool.

George continued to fuck her for the rest of his stay. Even on the way back to the airport, they continued in the back seat. My wife sat on his lap with his prick inside her as we drove along, with George thrusting into Marie with each bump in the road.

Although she climaxed twice during the drive, George was still stiff and hadn't come, so we had to turn into the short term carpark while he turned her onto her back and fucked her to a shuddering climax. It was more than the height of her stilettos that caused Marie to wobble as we walked to the checkin!

We are both eagerly awaiting George's next visit when I can once again watch him fucking my wife and shooting his sperm into her hot, wet hole.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

We have been reading all the stories on the net recently about married couples entertaining single men and we have begun to fantasize about this happening to us. My wife, Jessica, has particularly been pushing the boat out, especially when reading about all the well-hung men. She keeps commenting on the size of my penis, which is only 5" when fully erect and I realise that, in the love department, I am somewhat lacking.

Recently, when going to clubs, we have allowed Jessica to dance with some men, and I must admit I become intensely aroused when I watch her. In fact, the feeling is so intense, I fantasise what would happen if we invited one of these men home with us.

When we are home and in bed after one of these nights out, Jessica is highly aroused and very wet when I enter her. She keeps mumbling about the feel of these guys cocks against her on the dance floor.

"I'm sorry, Mark," she says. "But every one of those men felt much bigger than you. I'd love to feel one of them slipping inside me."

As I fucked her, I imagined some huge stud in my place and I quickly shot my load and rolled off her, exhausted.

"And I'll bet they would last a lot longer than that!" she exclaimed.

This scenario occurred every time we went out until one evening, after she had danced with about five men, she was playing with my cock in bed.

"Mark..." she began. "I really want to make it with someone else. I want to know what its like with a really big man."

I didn't know what to say. On the one hand, the idea was really arousing, on the other, quite dangerous. However, my cock got even harder at the thought and she noticed.

"I knew it," she said, laughing. "The thought of me with another man excites you, doesn't it?"

I could only mumble a response as she rubbed on my cock.

"I'll bet you'd love to see a huge cock slipping in and out of my wet pussy, wouldn't you. And then to watch, cock in hand, as he squirted his semen into me." I just groaned.

"Of course, you'd have to lick it all out and drink it down," she said, knowing she had me. "Right, tomorrow at the club we're going to do it! OK?"

She waited for my response. When it was not forthcoming, she stopped her rubbing. "OK," I said meekly.

Well that was all the encouragement she needed. Next evening, she dressed to kill, loads of make-up and perfume and we went out. She danced with a few men, my cock was raging all the time, and then brought one of them back to the table.

"Mark, this is Chris," she said. Chris and I shook hands and he smirked at me. He knew the score. I looked him over. He was about 6'2", black and looked really big and muscular. His trousers were quite baggy so I couldn't tell what he had to offer. All the time at the table, he and Jessica were close together, her hand resting on his thigh, her skirt slipping up to let him see her thighs.

I was beside myself with excitement and lust, thinking what was going to happen. I both wanted it and didn't want it, I was all twisted up inside. They danced again and then Chris went to the toilet. While he was away, Jessica whispered to me that he felt enormous and couldn't wait to get him home. She told me that I had to do the asking.

When Chris returned, I asked him, with a reddening face, if he would like to come back to our house for a 'coffee'. He looked from me to Jessica, smirked in a superior way and told me he'd love to.

Once home, he didn't wait to be offered 'coffee', he just grabbed Jessica and started to kiss her. She responded like she had been desperate for this all night.

He pulled away and ordered me to undress her. I meekly obeyed. I first unbuttoned her blouse and took it off causing a big grin to appear on Chris's face. He grabbed her tits through her bra and said, "Nice. Now the skirt."

As I lowered Jessica's skirt to reveal her thighs encased in black nylon and her tiny black knickers, he dropped his hand to her pussy and rubbed her knickers. "Getting nice and damp," he said. I then removed her bra to show him how big her nipples were, they were sticking out about half an inch. "Knickers!" he commanded.

I tugged them down over her buttocks to show him her bush. "Now me!" he said. I paused, this was going too far. I looked from him to Jessica. She nodded curtly at me. What could I do. I removed his shirt then dropped down to me knees, undid his trousers and pulled them off. He lifted each foot to allow me to remove his socks.

I couldn't believe what I was staring at. His white pants were bulging like a balloon. Jessica too was staring down intently at the ominous bulge. He thrust his groin at me, a silent command to continue, so I hooked my fingers into his pants and pulled them down over his erection which sprang out, almost hitting me in the face. It was absolutely enormous, I would say about twice the length of mine and three time as thick. It was so thick I couldn't believe it. From where I was kneeling I could smell his cock-aroma and see some pre-come leaking from the end of his massive black club.

The thought of that huge thing entering my beloved Jessica was almost too much to bear. I wanted to throw him out but at the same time I couldn't wait to see him press it into her.

He got her to lie down and he positioned himself between her spread thighs, his cock rearing before him. He commanded me to open her flaps for him and as I did so, he introduced the huge bell-end between them. He looked at me and said, "Ask me to put it in." I didn't even think. I said, "Push your big cock into her, Chris, push it all the way home." He didn't wait to be asked twice.

I winced as he roughly shoved the whole monster into my wife in one go. Jessica squealed as it slotted home. Then began the most erotic fuck of all time. He pounded into her causing me to let go of her flaps and sit back to watch. With every outstroke I could see how wet his shaft was, she must have been soaking. I knew that this first time wasn't going to last long but I heard myself silently wishing he was a long stayer, it was so exciting to watch.

But in no time at all, he announced that it was time to come. He told me to ask him to shoot it inside her. "Please, Chris, shoot all your big load inside her pussy. Fill her with your cream," I said.

He snorted, grunted and then his arse-cheeks contracted as he pumped his sperm into her. Jessica was wailing and my own spunk shot out over the carpet. He pulled out with a plop, all huge and shiny, and ordered me to put my tongue into her cunt. The smell was tremendous as I got down there, and Chris's cock was hovering about quite close to me, still impressively hard.

I wasn't quite sure about this but when I started to lick and suck and his semen entered my mouth, I began to enjoy it and continued until Jessica was clean.

They were both ready for more so Jessica told me to go upstairs and turn the bed back for them. When they came upstairs, Chris's cock had slackened off and it swung to and fro as he walked towards the bed. They climbed in and got into the 69 position. It was so exciting to watch Chris's cock rear up to its former impressive size before Jessica engulfed it in her mouth. I wanted to see him squirt into her mouth but he had other ideas. He mounted her once more and the bed really shook as he took her through three more orgasms before once more filling her belly. Again, I cleaned her out. When I had finished, Chris pushed his slimy semi-hard cock into my face. "Me too," he said.

I couldn't believe my response as I opened my mouth wide and took his cock inside to give it a tongue bath. I felt so decadent as I lay there with a hard-on, Chris's hardening monster in my mouth and my wife looking on, amusement on her face.

When he was fully up again, he pulled out and allowed Jessica to take over, rewarding her with a mouthful of thick cream.

The next morning, I brought the lovers their breakfast in bed. After they had eaten, I watched as Chris really pounded her again.

Before he left, Jessica made me ask him to visit us again. He said he'd be delighted but next time, I would have to dress up for him. If I was to be the maid and cleaning person, I would have to dress up for the occasion. My cock hardened at the thought.

Since that time, Chris has been round many times and Jessica's pussy has now enlarged with all the constant attention. I must admit, I've been looking at other men and imagining them with Jessica. I don't think it will be long before we introduce more well-hung men into our lives and into my wife's pussy.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

We had an experience some time ago that is still so fresh in our minds. The hot weather took us to the coast one Sunday and onto the beach. As usual, Selena had her bulging bikini on and received a lot of attention. I was trying hard to hide my erection as the men wandered past. There was one guy who paused for quite a while. He was very well built, nice tan and he looked like he had an absolute whopper in his trunks. Just as I was beginning to imagine Selena pulling those trunks down, his woman appeared and dragged him away!

The afternoon wore on and then we noticed this young chap settling near to us. He was only about 19 or 20, quite good looking and a beautiful blue-black colour. His eyes continually roamed over Selena's body when he thought we weren't looking and I could see he fancied her. Once when I caught him looking, I gave him a smile and he shyly smiled back.

I made some small talk about the hot day as Selena turned more towards him and the next thing I knew I asked him if he'd like a beer. He came over and we noticed a bulge in his briefs. I couldn't quite believe that bulge. It seemed enormous. He sat beside us and I gave him a beer.

After about an hour we had become quite chummy with him. Selena asked him to rub some sun cream on her back and his erection grew bigger! The bulge now looked almost bigger than he did. I was desperate to see inside those trunks. He told us he had a flat in the area and I said, 'Why don't we go back there for a few beers.' The sun was beginning to cool. He looked at me with startled eyes then at Selena and her overflowing bikini and for the first time, I think he began to guess what might be on offer. We dressed and headed back to his place, Selena holding and squeezing my hand, getting all worked up at the prospect.

Once there, he put some music on and I told him to dance with Selena. They got very close, he must have felt her big tits sticking in him.

I got up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse so that her sexy bra was on show. He just stared at her and then slowly put his hands on her breasts. I was beginning to get all the usual feelings and I pulled her skirt off for him. All she had on were matching bra and briefs. I stood behind her and unclasped her bra and let her tits fall free. She sighed as his hands came up to crush them. "Oh David," she sighed.

I then tugged her knickers down over her plump bottom and as her shaven slit appeared, David just groaned. "Come on," she said. "Let's get these clothes off." In no time he was naked and I got to see what I had been waiting for. His cock was absolutely unbelievable! Neither Selena nor I had seen a bigger one. It was over a foot long and incredibly thick with a huge, bulbous, purple head! Selena took it in her hand and began a slow, sensual rub. It was so exciting to watch her hand sliding up and down that black monster and I stripped off too, rubbing my aching cock. It felt so good as I watched. I imagined that huge thing penetrating my wife and I couldn't wait for the moment. Selena broke away and reached for her bag. She drew out a packet of condoms and opened one. David was so excited as she rolled it on, but it barely came halfway and it looked too tight.

Those thoughts came into my head again, thoughts of David fucking her without a condom so that I could watch as he jetted his spunk inside her. I was desperate to see his cream dripping out of her, to be able to slide my own cock into that slippery, spunky mess, but I said nothing. He settled between her gaping thighs and inserted his giant prick into her juicy hole. He went in very easily, she had no trouble accomodating him. Then he began humping like mad. It only lasted about five minutes and then he was groaning as he filled the condom with jet upon jet of thick, white cream.

He pulled out, his cock still huge and slimy, and I dived into position. I fucked Selena through an orgasm while she played with his cock. After I had spunked inside her and rolled off, I noticed her rolling another condom onto his straining young prick. This time, I couldn't stand it and reaching over, I took hold of his enormous cock and slowly tugged the condom off. I then held his hot cock as he pushed back into Selena with a smirk on his face. I stayed really close as he humped at her, his giant cock pounding wetly in and out. Then he stiffened, grunted and swore as he ejaculated inside her. I could just imagine his thick cream squirting deep inside her and I came off too, spunking over her leg.

When he pulled out with a plop, a mass of his hot liquid bubbled out of her hole and ran down her thighs. It was just so exciting that I had to lick at her gash as it seeped out. What a pungent aroma came from her ravaged cunt!

We rested for a while and then I suggested his bed. All three of us dived into his bed, naked as the day we were born. I started to suck Selena's soaking hole again while David squatted over her face, his huge Black cock dipping in and out of her mouth. She writhed and squirmed as I tongued her and then I heard David groan again. I looked up to see his creamy sperm flowing down her face and filling her mouth. I followed suit, jetting into her mouth and face. The room was stinking with sweat and spunk and pussy juice.

Selena went to clean up while David and I chatted. He told me I had a fantastic wife and would he be able to see her again. I gave him a wink and said I would see what I could do. He was rubbing his giant cock and it was up hard again. Oh to be so young! When Selena returned to bed, she smiled when she saw David was hard again. This time, she turned her back on him and he slid in from behind. The fuck lasted for a long time as he banged away at her. It was fabulous to watch as her tits swayed this way and that and the cheeks of her bottom wobbled with every thrust. He held onto her broad hips as he pumped and then he was groaning through his orgasm again, filling her pussy once again. He pulled out and collapsed on the bed spent, his cream once more running from my wife's red hole.

Selena kissed him and cuddled up to him, telling him he had been wonderful and that she wanted to see him again. When he heard this, his prick stiffened a little but he could do more damage to her.

Selena was a very sore lady the next day. She told me that she'd like to see him again sometime. I just cuddled her and squeezed her tits, telling her she had been amazing and that I would love to see him do her again.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

My wife wanted to fuck this guy back in '95 when he worked for us. He was the right body type, had the right attitude, and he had always wanted to fuck her. He was her kinda guy. His being black only sweetened it for everybody. We actually almost hooked up with him once when he still worked for us. We were cranked up and horny so, after work, we joined him at a specialty bar for "big" beer night! We all got lit up pretty good and when my wife started getting flirty with Joseph, I got a hardon the size of New Jersey. The mere thought of her spreading her legs for Joseph's black cock had me cumming in my pants. Joseph really wanted to fuck her that night, I know that. He looked at her like he already was. And I also know my wife wanted to give him the pussy. She gets that subtle little dazed look on her face and the large YES-I-WANT-YOU-TO-FUCK-ME sign on her forehead starts to blink when she wants to give it to somebody. And, as she teased and flirted with Joseph that night, both indicators were working overtime.

I wanted to see it as much as they wanted to do it, so I let them, even encouraged them to flirt some more. But, we were all nervous, embarassed novices with no idea how to get from thinking and wanting to having and doing. We all wanted it but we didn't know how to make it happen so nothing happened! We all went home disappointed, wondering why we didn't just go for it! None of us knew it at the time, but a seed had been planted that night. A seed that blossumed into a beautiful affair some 7 years later.

As the years passed after the botched seduction of Joseph, my wife and I grew considerably more experienced and confident. We were actively having sex with others or, more specifically, she was, and we had developed a habit of picking up strange blackmen just for the fun of it. We were mostly doing 3ways with other guys because I liked to watch them fuck my wife more than anything. The sexiest sight in the world to me is my beautiful sexy wife with her legs spread, and a horny black dude pounding her pussy so hard its about to split her open. So during those experimental years, my wife gave a lot of white pussy away while I watched, took plenty of photos and jerked off as often as I could. It was a great time for us! We couldn't have been happier and sex had never been better. And thats about the time (late Spring 2002) our former employee, Joseph, suddenly reappeared.

He was working somewhere downtown and just happened to see my wife on the street. He was very respectful, calling her Mrs Jones and everything, but that show of propriety was for anyone who might be watching them. He was actually hitting on her... doing it with his eyes like he always did when I wasn't around. Nothing had really changed between those two at all. Joseph still wanted to fuck her and my wife still wanted to fuck him. It was an easy decision for her to make. She was fucking other guys all the time anyway so why not Joseph? She asked me about it the same day she saw him again. We talked about it, the pros and cons, etc., and mutually agreed that she should definitely give him some pussy the first chance she got whether I was with her or not! I didn't want my involvement to spoil anything or scare him off so she handled everything on her own. We fucked each other's brains out fantasizing about it until the big day came.

It happened at the White House motel. Joseph got a room and the wife went to meet him there. They made out like illicit young lovers, hungry for one another, kissing and petting passionately. Joseph went down on her and she went down on him. His black cock was perfect for her - longer and thicker than mine and as stiff and hard as a block of granite. She said just touching it turned her on and sucking it made her cum all over herself! When he finally fucked her, he really fucked her, filling her pussy like I never could, stretching her labias wide and penetrating so deep within her that he repeatedly brushed against the mouth of her uterus, making her cum with uncontrollable frequency. Joseph really put a job on my wife's white pussy that night. He fucked her deep, hard and continuously, ramming his big cock into her so hard that his forceful penetrations bruised the small bones just above her vagina and made her pussy so sore it hurt to wear panties. She was still sore when I fucked her the next day and she stayed sore for several days after that! It reminded us both of our honeymoon when I fucked her so hard and so often that she got sore like that.

It was a week before she opened her legs for Joseph again. He stopped by her workplace and they went to lunch together, walking and talking like they had done before. They were talking sexy and trying to pretend they weren't thinking about fucking each other but it was no use. All she could think about was how sore her pussy was when he fucked her the first time and what a good sore it was. Faced with his constant flirtatious remarks and sexual references, she finally called his bluff inside a virtually deserted Art Center bathroom. She lifted her skirt and ripped the crotch out of her pantyhose, daring him to fuck her right there. She sucked his cock first and they petted and kissed, but eventually he rememered her dare. He slipped that black dick in her, and fucked her standing up just like she wanted. My wife's a tall lady, 5'9" so Joseph only had to bend his knees slightly, and he was in! They fucked like two oversexed rabbits, climaxing together in a steady slap slap slap of colliding flesh and spiraling passion. She loved it. It was quick and akward but she came like crazy and all she could think about the rest of the afternoon was how wonderful his thick cock had felt inside her and how much she was looking forward to fucking him again after work. Later that night I fucked her while she told me all about it. It was really exciting and it made me horny as hell. The thought of her sneaking off on her lunch hour to fuck Joseph made me so hot I jerked off all over her tits just thinking about it. And when I finished fucking her pussy, I encouraged her to fuck Joseph again the next day if she wanted to. "...anytime you want," I think I said.

After that, my wife was fucking Joseph a lot. I have no idea how many times. She told me about it sometimes but, like she said when she didn't tell me, "quickies are over so fast, who remembers?" I know Joseph fucked her in a lot of different places. Once in backseat of her car with her dress up and her hose down just like in the old divorcee days. Another time, in the park, out of sight among some trees, he held her dress up, ripped a hole in her pantyhose, and fucked her standing up right there in plain sight where anyone walking down the hiking trail could have seen them. She wanted it so bad she just leaned back against some heavy vines for support, spread her legs and let him have it, not caring who saw them or what they might think about her letting a black guy fuck her like that. The image of her leaning against those vines with Joseph's black dick buried in her pussy makes me hard every time I think about it. There's something really sexy about watching her get fucked standing up like that and I can just see it in my mind's eye. I sure wish I could have been there to witness that rendezvous, that's for sure! And I got off like a motherfucker when she told me about sitting at her work desk afterward with his cum still oozing out of her pussy. She said he shot so much cum in her that day in the park, it was still seeping out the next day!

Their favorite place to fuck was the art center. It was ideal for those lunchbreak quickies they liked so much. The place was deserted most of the time and they could just slip into one of the bathrooms together without anyone being the wiser.. Sometimes he fingerfucked her and sucked on her tits, but they were usually in a hurry, so, more often than not, Joseph just hiked up her skirt, pushed her panties to the side and fucked her either standing up or girl-on-top sitting on one of the toilets. She sucked his dick in there too. Lots of times. One time she sucked too much and he shot a load down her throat. She said she thought about it that night when she kissed me...wondering if I could taste the cum on her breath. That got us both aroused and we fucked while she told me about his stiff cock erupting in her mouth and how hot she got swallowing his cum!

Finally, after weeks of begging and prodding on my part, she agreed to bring him to our house and fuck him while I wasn't home. I concealed a video camera and we taped the whole thing. Talk about HOT! Watching that tape the first time and not knowing what was coming up next really blew me away. It was like peeking from the closet or looking thru a window. It was my favorite video for awhile. Whenever I watched it, I got so turned on I'd end up jerking off. Its still one of the sexiest videos I ever saw. They really got it on big time!

The action started as soon as Joseph got to the house. They chit chatted for a couple minutes, and then he started kissing her and feeling her up. There's something about watching a black man undress a white woman that excites almost anyone who sees it. Seeing Joseph's dark hands roaming around inside my wife's panties drove me crazy with desire. Nothing's as sexy as that - NOTHING! And seeing her hands, so white and so small, wrapped around his thick black cock only made it worse. My dick got so hard a cat couldn't scratch it! Then, my wife started sucking that black dick and I shot off like a cannon! I couldn't help it. I love to watch her do that.

Joseph was everything she said he was and then some. He titty fucked her, neck fucked her and finger fucked her to several orgasms before he ever stuck his big dick in her pussy at all. She sucked his cock like she was trying to make him cum in her mouth again- like she wanted him to! But he didn't. What he did do was slide down between her parted legs and eat her pussy for several minutes. She came a couple times while he was doing that, grabbing at his head and squeezing him with her thighs. After that terrific tongue fucking, she couldn't wait anymore. She pushed him down on the sofa and mounted him, impaling herself completely, taking the entire length of his ebony rod as deep into her pussy as she could. She held his black cock deep inside her and rode it to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. Finally, when she was totally gratified and more than satisfied, she used the muscles inside her vagina to massage his big cock until he spasmed and twitched and stiffened and ejaculated so far inside her that his juice was still seeping out of her when I got home from work. Then, after some snuggling and kissie-kissie affection, he left and my wife turned off the recorder.

In spite of the video and what she tells herself, my wife never really found a way to share her Joseph experiences with me. Sometimes she would tell me when and where he fucked her but mostly she just left me in the dark. For some reason, sharing it with me made her uncomfortable. She couldn't be honest about it without revealing how much she liked fucking him and, I guess she just didn't want to rub my face in that.

Joseph was always her thing! I just wanted to watch! If she needed to keep Joseph for herself, I can respect that. She needn't have worried about offending me. She knew how much I enjoyed it when somebody else was fucking her. Joseph was special to her. I know that, but, baby, rub my face in it, ....PLEASE!! I never resented you fucking him on the sly. I liked it as much as you did.

But she really should have let me in on it afterward, don't you think?.... so I could have shared the joy of doing it with her. I know she remembers her first "other guy" and the visiting room where we shared him as well as I do... Never leave your wingman, honey....never!

This is about an incident involving my wife Janine, myself and a very well-endowed Black guy called Jerome.

The event which took place was the horniest experience of my life and may leave a legacy which both my wife and I may yet regret.

Our sex life had become very humdrum and I often pestered Janine to be more adventurous in bed. She argued that we'd done most things in our seventeen years of married life short of involving other partners. I joked that we'd have to do that then and Janine shocked me by saying, "Yes please. As long as he's young, well endowed and Black."

I nearly fell out of bed laughing but the look on her face told me she meant it. After that we could never talk about or have sex without her reminding me of my promise. I told her I had never promised any such thing but she became ever more demanding that I should organise it.

Right, you bitch, I thought, and the following night I warned her to be ready because her wish was about to become true. I went to a strange pub where I wouldn't be recognised. The place was full of the 'right material' and I stood next to a huge, six foot Black guy at the bar and engaged him in friendly banter. I dragged the subject round to women and sex and as the beer went down I became more confident.

"Do you fancy screwing my wife, Jerome?" He nearly fell off his bar stool with surprise. I boldly went on to explain she was blonde, aged 37 with 40" tits. I explained about her fantasy and said he was the chosen man.

We couldn't get home fast enough and after the formalities and another drink, Janine took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I took up a position at the foot of the bed and Janine stripped to her panties. She ripped his clothes off and we both gasped at the size of his stalk! It was huge - 10 inches at least and thick with it.

I'd nearly come in my pants already when Janine reached into the bedside cabinet and pulled out a packet of condoms. I'd had the chop earlier and contraception never crossed my mind. Janine was already rolling one onto our friend but it still only covered half of it. He brought the tip to the edge of her vagina and manoeuvred it in inch by stiff inch.

I could tell she was already having multiple orgasms and after about thirty seconds she'd taken the lot. The sight of Jerome pistoning in and out of my wife's pussy was incredible. Suddenly he pulled out and turned her doggy style on the bed and to this day I'll never know what made me do what I did next.

I picked up a small pair of manicure scissors and before Jerome could penetrate her again, I snipped off the tip of the rubber. Jerome looked at me in amazement but I put my finger to my lips and motioned that he should proceed. Needing no further encouragement he worked his now lethal weapon back into my wife's gooey hole. She was oblivious to what was going on and screamed for Jerome never to stop.

I was mentally pleading with him to screw the arse of her and tub her fat belly! Jerome obliged no problem and finally spewed his sperm deeply into her unprotected vagina. Janine just slumped forward on the bed, her pussy mushy and battered.

Later, after he had gone, I began to worry about what I'd done, especially with Janine wailing that the condom had burst and she was certain to be pregnant! I tried to reassure her but she consulted her diary and found it couldn't have happened at a worse time of the month.

This was three weeks ago and still no period. She's going for a pregnancy test next week and we're keeping our fingers crossed. So beware! Your sex drive could get you into deep water (and maybe maternity hospitals!)

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

For many years now I have wanted to watch my wife in action with another man and at long last my dream has come true. Jean is 43 years old, 5'7" tall and measures 41-37-42. She has jet black hair and although I would not describe her as beautiful she is well above average. To my knowledge, she has had no other man but me. Sexually, she was nothing startling. We would fuck about once a week and although she occasionally allowed me to suck her, never once has she sucked me. As you can see, she was pretty naive.

For the past five years or so, I have longed to see her well and truly fucked by another man. In my fantasies, he is always very handsome,black, about 23 years old and with a very large endowment.

To cut a long story short, Jean and I attended a party where she became quite tipsy. At this party, she danced quite a few times with a very handsome young black man in his early twenties. I could see she liked him.

When the party broke up, our hosts asked us if we could give Terry a lift home as he lived quite near us. We agreed of course. Sensing that something might happen, I asked him in for a nightcap when we reached our house. I put on some music and told Jean to dance with him. She gave me a very strange look. It was a slow record and they were very close. I was becoming erect. Suddenly, Jean looked down between their bodies. Her mouth was wide open so I looked too. An ominous bulge had tented out Terry's trousers.

'I'm sorry,' he spluttered.

'That's OK,' I replied, winking at him.

Jean had to pay a visit and while she was out I asked the lad if he fancied her. He nodded dumbly. I said it was alright to take things further and he just gaped at me.

'You mean....' he said.

I nodded. 'Do what you like with her.'

When Jean returned, it was obvious she had put on fresh makeup. Her lips were bright red. They began to dance again. She was crushed against him and then his hands began to roam over her back and down onto her very prominent bottom, which he promptly squeezed. Jean just looked at me as I smiled and nodded. Then she closed her eyes and let him feel her.

Then the zip of her dress was tugged down and she was climbing out of it to reveal to him her red bra with her tits bulging out. Black panties, red suspender belt and black stockings completed the picture. She looked great!

Terry unsnapped her bra and let her bulbous breasts bounce free, the nipples hardening like bullets. He squeezed and sucked them while she sighed. Then she slowly wriggled her knickers down. I could see they were damp. Terry just gaped at her. One of her best points is the thick thatch of jet black pubic hair that sprouts between her nicely bulging thighs. It extends in a line almost to her belly button and fills her anal cleft too. She had never really let me feel or look at the hair in her bottom. I only knew she was hairy there because I'd seen it a few times when she had bent over.

Jean began to tear at this handsome lad's clothes. Then he was down to his pants and we both gasped. The cock inside was ballooning his pants right out.

Lovingly, Jean eased them over his shaft and again we both gasped as his huge rigid tool sprang out. Jean later measured it. It was 10" long and 6" thick and the head was bulbous. I am only 5" long, so this handsome black stud was twice as big!

Jean grasped the hotrod and slowly began to wank it. She was in ecstasy as she sank to her knees in front of him. It hurt me terribly but also excited me tremendously as she opened her mouth wide to accept the huge tool. Her mouth was stretched to the limit as Terry worked his mammoth organ in and out between her red lips. She let it slide out then she looked up at him almost reverently. She smiled lovingly up at him, closed her eyes and opened her mouth again. She looked fantastic, orally impaled on that huge ebony cock.

In and out, in and out it went as she sucked rapturously. They changed positions without his cock leaving her mouth. She lay on her back while he positioned himself on her heaving tits. This enabled him to fuck her mouth with long, leisurely thrusts. At one point, the tool almost disappeared from sight down her throat, his knob must have been lodged there.

As he mouth-fucked her, Jean was milking his heavy balls with one hand and feeling his bottom with the other. His cheeks opened and her finger darted in, disappearing into the depths of his hole. I'd never imagined Jean could be so wanton. But more was to come. She pounded her finger in and out as he fucked her mouth more rapidly.

I could see he was almost there. Just as he came, he pulled away from her mouth slightly. The first shot hit Jean in the mouth and then his creamy spunk seemed to squirt and squirt and squirt. It was going everywhere. Jean just lay there, mouth wide open, as he saturated her. When he had finally finished spurting his juice, I looked down at Jean's face which was coated with his slimy sperm. Her eyes were tacky, there was some in her nostrils and her hair was splattered with it. Thick globules were running down her face and neck and her mouth was full of it. She ran it round her teeth, gums and tongue, tasting it. Then she swallowed and smiled up at him.

He whispered something and she turned over, the spunk still running down her face. He pushed her arse into the air and opened her legs. Terry called me across and asked me to open her bum cheeks. I did so and we both gazed enraptured at her hairy hole. He tongued it and she went berserk.

Then we all went up to bed where he fucked her silly. It was fabulous to watch that great steaming cock ploughing into her. When he came, he saturated her pussy, it was running out of her.

Since that time, Terry has been round quite often. She has drunk loads of his sperm, he's spunked inside her dozens of times and they've even enjoyed a few exciting arse-fucks. She's sucked and tongued his bottom for hours on end, she's wanked him off and let him fuck her huge tits before spunking her neck and face. She just can't get enough of his mammoth tool. Even when I'm up her, she wishes she was sucking Terry's cock.

We've also introduced other men into our lives. She's had about twenty different men all together. One special night, we had three men over. Terry, another guy the same age and a man of 50. Boy, did she get fucked that night. She was drenched in spunk and the room stank of cum. She wouldn't let me wipe it off.

Finally they carried her to the bathroom where they did some really nasty things to her!

As you can imagine, she is now a randy tart and I adore to see her used in this way. For me, there's no greater pleasure than to see my darling wife taking a wad of spunk in her mouth and face from some guy with a huge tool. It is just so humiliating.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

My wife Carol is intrigued by the high proportion of stories on the 'net that deal with threesomes and that so many husbands appear to gain a lot of pleasure from watching or hearing about their wives making love to other men. Naturally we have discussed the issue and Carol often teases me about it, encouraging me to imagine her screwing another man. I must admit that I have found the idea strangely erotic, particularly when she raises the subject when we are making love. Carol is very attractive and has a high sexual drive and I have always known that should the appropriate situation arise, and I agreed, she would need little encouragement to screw another man.

Four months ago we ordered a new kitchen and the fitting was undertaken by two men, one about 50 years old, the other about Carol's age - 28 (I am 38). The younger man, Curtis, was extremely good looking, tall (about 6'2") and athletic. He looked similar to Mohammed Ali, although he was much darker. Carol has always found colored men attractive and the first day Curtis started work she phoned me at work to tell me how 'dishy' he was.

When I returned home that evening, only Curtis was there in the house chatting to Carol and I realised what she meant. Curtis is a very witty person and pleasant natured. I offered him a drink and we sat in the lounge talking. I could tell that he realized my wife found him attractive, the way she hung on his every word. The coy looks she gave him spoke more than a thousand words. I knew Carol wanted him and he obviously was in no rush to leave. The thought of him lying between my wife's legs sent a shiver down my spine.

I couldn't believe my own words when I fuelled the fire by asking Curtis if he 'did bedrooms.' He replied that he did, jokingly adding 'especially if they contain attractive women.' I asked if he would give us a quote for fitted wardrobes in ours. Curtis agreed and I suggested to Carol that since bedrooms were more in her line she should show Curtis what she wanted. My heart was racing as they left the room.

Carol told me later that Curtis smiled as he entered the bedroom and saw that we already had fitted wardrobes: this fact confirming his hope that the real reason for Carol showing him the bedroom was sex. Curtis pushed the door to and when he moved towards her, Carol told me that her legs turned to jelly. As he pulled her to him she pressed her body against his and raised her face in expectation. Curtis gently kissed Carol's face, neck and ears and with urgency building up, accepted her tongue into his mouth as they fondled each other.

Carol felt Curtis's penis grow, its hardness pressed against her tummy as he slowly ran one hand up to her breasts and the other beneath her dress to feel her buttocks. Her blouse was soon unbuttoned and when her bra followed it to the floor, Curtis slowly lowered his kisses to her neck and breasts, gently tonguing her erect nipples. Carol gave herself totally to Curtis's seduction as he unzipped her skirt and ran his hands through the elastic of her briefs to feel her pubic mound and slip his index finger into her moist, warm cunt, fondling her clit. She unbuttoned Curtis's shirt and pressed her breasts against his well-muscled chest. Her hands were shaking as she next unbuckled the belt of his jeans and lowered the zip over the huge, hard mound beneath. Carol felt Curtis's hands pushing her shoulders down and she obediently knelt before him, pulling down his jeans. She gasped as his enormous erection sprang free from his briefs as they too joined the rest of the clothes strewn on the floor. As Curtis ran his hands through Carol's hair he moaned as she gently kissed the bulbous head of his ebony shaft, opening her mouth wide to accept it into her mouth to be lathered by her tongue. My wife told me that she was amazed by the size of Curtis's prick - even when gripped by two hands over half its length was still exposed.

Afraid of approaching orgasm, Curtis asked Carol to stop and he then pulled her up and they lay down on the bed together. At this point Carol asked Curtis to use a rubber as she was not on the pill. They couldn't find any of mine in the bedroom so Carol had to come downstairs to ask me for one. Since I kept them in the bedroom chest, I went upstairs. When I entered the bedroom, Curtis was lying on his side, his giant penis erect and menacing. He was a perfect specimen with rippling stomach muscles, a slim waist and huge thigh muscles. His body was a velvet ebony color against the white sheets. We soon discovered that I had run out of Durex. Undeterred, Curtis reached for Carol. 'I'll be careful,' he said as he pulled my wife onto the bed. Carol lay back as Curtis parted her legs and massaged her slit beneath the black thatch triangle of pubic hair. Moving between her legs, Curtis leaned forward and, holding his penis, rubbed the head up and down my wife's slit, prodding at her clit. Carol was swooning and moaned as she arched her pubic mound upwards to coax him into her.

As Curtis nudged the head of his prick between Carol's cunt lips, he looked up at me. I thought he wanted me to leave, so I made towards the door muttering that I was sorry for staring at them. Curtis, however, said that I could stay and watch if I liked, saying that I might enjoy seeing my wife have the screw of her life. He then pushed forward. Carol's cunt lips parted and stretched wide to accept the enormous head. She gasped and groaned 'Oh shit, how incredible!' as Curtis slowly pushed his manhood into her, inch by inch until their pubic hairs joined in total union. It seemed impossible that Carol's body could accomodate such a monster. With Carol gripping Curtis's buttocks, he started to thrust in and out, his balls slapping my wife's bottom. Carol undulated beneath him, meeting each of his thrusts with an upward arch of her pelvis. Her orgasm was sweet and powerful. She gripped him with her legs as she sobbed through her shattering climax, urging Curtis not to stop as he too reached his peak, his body shuddering as he spewed his sperm into her, all thoughts of withdrawal forgotten.

Afterwards they rested in each other's arms, kissing passionately. The rest, however, was brief, as Curtis rolled my wife over onto all fours and positioned himself behind her. He firmed up his erection by rubbing his penis between her buttocks. Again, as his penis pushed into her cunt, it seemed impossible that its massive girth and length should not cause unbearable pain. But no, it was accepted willingly. Gripping Carol's hips, Curtis pulled my wife towards him with each inward thrust and pushed her away with each outward movement so she jerked back and forth. Carol lasted only 10 minutes of the vigourous onslaught and her arms collapsed as she orgasmed, crying out into the pillow. Making no attempt to withdraw, Curtis came soon afterwards, leaving his sperm dribbling out of Carol's cunt and flowing down her legs.

Curtis has been back to our house many times since then. He always fucks her to perfection and I have witnessed the phenomenal sight of his giant penis in Carol's mouth. I love it when he cums in that position, jetting some into her mouth and the rest all over her face. Of course, when he fucks her, his sperm fills her to overflowing. Needless to say, Carol is now pregnant. We fully expect the baby to be Black. For myself, I can't get enough of seeing them do their stuff together. It is just so exciting.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

Me and my wife Emily got married four years ago and have enjoyed reading about cuckolded husbands, especially the ones where Black studs fuck the wives. They fueled our fantasies. For the last couple of years I had badgered her to give it a go herself to find out what makes Black guys so good.

I became even more insistent when a Black youth joined the firm straight from college and became one of my apprentices last year. Carl was 18 but from his remarks and his way with girls, he was clearly very experienced at fucking them. I had seen that he was very well endowed by the bulge in his jeans and, on a couple of occasions in the toilets, had seen his cock. It was really massive even though only limp. I began imagining him getting it up Emily's pussy. I was seeing strong visions of my 28 year old wife enjoying it while I wanked.

Then I read in a magazine about such a scenario. Emily enjoyed it and said, "I bet if I went with Carl, I could make you do all those things in that letter." I agreed it was true, I probably would. That letter really did fire Emily's interest and I noticed her resistance to my idea of her going with Carl had weakened, so I pushed even harder until she finally gave in and agreed to give it a try. I think at first it was to shut me up, but the idea grew, until it was her suggesting we did it.

I took her out a few times with the lads, including Carl. Now Emily is a very sexy girl with a nice firm figure; she never had trouble in attracting male attention. I could also see Carl was taken with her, as she was with him. He's over six feet tall and good looking with a big, muscular body. He's into boxing and weight-training and he's very tough and strong.

At work I suggested that as he fancied my wife so much, he should meet Emily on a more personal basis. He said he'd love to ... and clipped me round the head and sent me flying! I hated to think what damage he could cause me if he really wanted to. I knew he was the guy for Emily but told him that if he did fuck her, he had to use a rubber like I did. He said he never used them so I said, "OK, it will be alright as she wanted me to lick her out after." He said, "Man, you're weird. I'll gladly oblige, though. You tell her I'd love to screw her even though I can't see it happening." I assured him we meant it and he would end up fucking her if he wanted to.

When I told Emily she went over the top, but I kept egging her on to let Carl show her a good time and to find out if Black men were the best. In the end, against her better judgement may I add, she gave in and said, "OK, I'll go with him to please you and to find out if they are better at pleasing a woman, but if his cock is all its cracked up to be, you had better be prepared for the worst ... I may find him irresistable once I've had him, and want him all the time. You'll also have to keep your word and lick me clean afterwards." I said I'd do anything she wanted, but that she had to take him without using rubbers if she wanted me to lick her clean of his spunk. She said that it would be alright as long as it happened just before her period.

The next day, I told Carl all that we had discussed and that Emily was prepared to go all the way with him. My young apprentice couldn't believe his luck, but he put a damper on me by saying he wouldn't want me around at first. He also said he wanted to do her that night, which was a good week before we had planned, but I agreed. I phoned Emily at work and told her everything and that I had agreed to Carl having her that night. She went mad at first but then calmed down and agreed. She said she had to go shopping that afternoon for some new things to wear. I told her to get something extra special. I told her that white silk stockings would be in order, and very high stilettos, as Carl liked girls who wore them. She said she would sort it all out in her own way.

As we worked, I watched Carl and imagined his powerful, smooth, ebony body laying across Emily's creamy white figure. I had to relieve myself twice that afternoon. All the time in my mind was the sight of Carl's young, Black cock ploughing deeply into Emily's hairy minge, and then spunking all the way up inside her. I saw me down between her legs licking it all out, and swallowing the combination of their sex juices.

That evening I nervously watched Emily prepare herself, which gave me a corker of a hard-on. She said, "If we go through with this, things will never be the same for us, you know." I told her that I understood and was willing to share her with a young, virile stud like Carl, and that I would keep my end of the bargain and do everything I had promised. She smirked knowingly.

I gasped when I saw her fully dressed for her meeting with my young mate. The dress wasn't that outrageous, being just a plain greyish colour and knee length but it buttoned up the front and she had left several lower buttons undone and a couple at the top so it showed off a lot of cleavage. She had bought a pair of really high-heeled, white court shoes and I could see she had white stockings on and a plunging white lace bra. She looked the business and she knew it. She looked fabulous. She wore her gold jewellery, bracelets, gold watch and rings, including her engagement and wedding rings which sparkled in the lights. Her golden hair shone and my insignificant cock jumped to attention. All five inches of it.

Emily eyed me up, taking notice of my erection. She said, "OK Robert, this is your last chance. If you don't want me to go through with this, say so now. Show me you don't. Kneel down and have a wank. But if you want me to go ahead, you must leave now so that I can be alone with him." Despite my throbbing cock and the overwhelming urge to wank off, I turned and left. She called out, "You're going to regret it; I'll show you that young and Black can do a better job for me and that you're useless to me as a man. I'm going to let Carl do as he wants with me, you pathetic wimp." I left the house with her scornful words ringing in my ears. I sat in the car and waited for Carl to arrive and played with myself as I waited.

Carl arrived early; he didn't see me as he walked up. I felt apprehensive and sick with jealousy. I began wishing I wasn't letting it happen and that it was me about to fuck her. Then I came all over my trousers as my sexy wife showed him in. She saw me and walked over swaying her hips seductively. She told me not to come back for at least three hours. As she walked away, she turned back and said loudly, "I'm going to get fucked properly for once, by a real man. I'm going to let Carl come inside me, so go and wank your pathetic dick over that!"

I went to the pub. I got jealous but also very aroused at the thought of young Carl making it with my wife and ruining her for me. I waited almost two hours but in the end I'd had enough, I was going to put a stop to it. I'd decided I didn't want Emily to become his woman. When I got back, the bedroom door was locked. I heard them laugh, then Emily saying loudly, "Oh oh, sounds like the wimp is back." I heard Carl say, "Let him see what he's missed and what you've had." She unlocked the door and I burst in, then stopped dead at the sight before me. Emily stood semi-naked in just stockings and high heels with her hands on her hips and a haughty smile on her pretty face. I looked past her to see Carl laying naked on my bed, leering at me, his long, thick cock lay across his thigh still wet and sticky. It still looked massive as it gleamed in the light, still slimy with her juice.

Emily looked at me, annoyed, and said, "Well, what do you want?" My resolve crumbled as I looked at her beautiful body, thick white stuff dribbling down the insides of her thighs. Her neck and breasts were covered in love-bites and there was that air of confidence about her that finished me off. I mumbled that I was sorry and turned away, defeated but she stopped me leaving and said, "Come here, down on your knees." I hesitated, then obediently obeyed her. She stood there, legs apart, spunk now running onto her stockings. She had her hands on her hips and looked arrogantly down at me as I shuffled forward. "Well, come on then," she said. "Get a move on, get your tongue going, lick me out."

My face was only inches away from her gaping hole and the smell of her sex and the spunk was overpowering. I looked over at Carl, hoping for help, but he was watching intently. Then I buried my face in her sticky cunt and licked at it like mad. Emily grasped my hair and held me in so I couldn't escape. By then, my self-respect had gone and I wanted to lick her and taste them on my tongue. I wanted her to humiliate me in front of him; I wanted to be the sex slave of my wife and a boy ten years younger than me.

She held me as she slowly worked her way back to the bed and all the time I kept licking. She lay back beside Carl and raised her leg over my shoulders. Her cunt gaped enormously, having been stretched by his thick cock. It looked so big, bigger than I'd ever seen it before with spunk bubbled and frothed inside it. As I licked, I saw Carl's cock harden out of the corner of my eye, and grow until it stood proud in all its glory; it was all of ten inches long. My respect for him grew and also my respect for Emily having taken such a monster. She had proved she was all woman, while I was proving I was all wimp.

I tried having a wank as I licked and swallowed all that spunk but she told me not to. Even so, I kept trying until that is, Carl told me to obey my orders. Emily started to come on my tongue and her legs tightened around my neck. She then went over the top and her body thrashed around, but the next thing I knew, I was being ushered away by Carl; he wanted to take her again. I didn't know it at the time, but he was to fuck her for the third time.

I knelt beside them as he entered her and I took hold of my cock, but Emily saw me and told me to clear off and to leave them in peace. I tried protesting but Carl got off her, his cock straining and covered with her come and guided me out before locking the door. I heard her laugh. I stood outside that door listening to the sound of my wife getting fucked and had my wank in silence, followed by several others. He didn't leave until the next morning when I drove him to work.

At work, he got me to do everything; he kept reminding me how much Emily had enjoyed his way of fucking, and how well I had licked her pussy out after.

Pretty soon, all our mates knew, and most of the others, as he bragged loudly to everyone that he had fucked his foreman's wife and he took great pleasure in describing the way I licked his spunk from her hole. I felt humiliated and intimidated by him, but in my perverse way, I enjoyed the humiliation.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)

You may remember I told you about the first time my wife had another man and how exciting it was for both of us. I was determined to see it happen again and kept reminding Anne of Max's big cock and how he had fucked her silly. She just laughed and said I was weird and how if she took much more big cock then she wouldn't be able to feel me inside her.

It was only a matter of time before it happened again and it was a very similar situation. We had gone to a club and when I went to take a leak there was a huge black guy in there. He must have been six feet six and built like a brick wall. I stood next to him and looked down. I couldn't believe what I was looking at - it was even bigger than Max's had been. I stared with open mouth and the guy saw me looking. He laughed and asked if would like to hold it for him while he pissed. As though in a dream I reached for the hosepipe and I played his piss around the bowl, feeling the heat from his huge rod. I shook it when he had finished but he said I should lick it dry. Again I obeyed, dropping to me knees and taking the knob into my mouth, tasting the fresh juice as he worked it in and out.

He began to swell up and then pulled out. I got up not knowing where to look and then blurted out something about joining my wife and I for a drink. He smiled again and followed me out. When we arrived at the table, Anne gave me a filthy look and then began to eye the guy up. She looked pretty horny, decked out in short skirt and high heels. From the way she was sitting you could see her stocking tops and her bulging black bra was easily visible through the thin material of her blouse. Our thirty year old friend was clearly impressed by her mature 50 year old charms.

I just wanted to get out of there and get down to business but they kept chatting and he became more familiar, touching her body all over. Errol looked enormous beside Anne and I pictured him lying between her thighs, thrusting into her. I couldn't wait any longer and suggested we head home.

They got in the back of the car while I drove. I kept looking in the rear mirror, watching them kissing and fondling each other. Her hand was in his lap rubbing his erection and telling him how big it was. He said something to her and she laughed, saying it felt about three times the size of mine. He had a hand under her skirt and must have been easing her panties aside because he commented on how hairy she was. She giggled and said that he'd be able to find a way through.

By the time we got home, I had a raging hard on. Errol was very masterful, commanding me to undress my wife. With every garment that I removed, I posed her so that he could get the best possible view. When her big tits fell free he reached for them with a smile of satisfaction on his face and when I tugged her knickers down, he laughed out loud, saying, 'Wow! What a hairy beaver!'

She kept her stockings, suspenders and heels on and then he ordered me to do the same for him. I complied eagerly. It was so exciting for me to reveal his hard, muscular body to Anne. When I pulled down his pants, his enormous black prick sprang up and hit me in the face. It certainly was bigger than Max's and thicker too. Pre-cum coated his cock head and I smeared some down the shaft.

He then ordered me to strip off. Anne laughed when she saw us both naked together. She told me to hold our cocks together so she could compare. I was really excited when I held my cock against Errol's. It was easily twice the length of mine and much, much thicker. 'Errol, it is just SO big,' laughed Anne. She dismissed me with a flick of her hand and sank to her knees. She looked up at him, her nipples like bullets as he played the head across her face. Every so often, she would poke out her tongue at the huge head. I was beside myself with lust and I reached for his cock, wiping the head all over Anne's face, the precum leaking from the end and smearing her. His cock smell was overpowering and I told Anne to open her mouth. She did as I asked and I pulled the knob to her lips. As I removed my hand, he slid the whole thing down her throat before my eyes. It was just so exciting.

Then he ordered me to lie down on the floor and told Anne to get on top facing my feet. Her huge arse cheeks were spread wide as I slid inside her. Then Errol was above me and I suddenly felt his enormous cock push into her alongside mine. It felt so good to rub against his shaft as we both moved in and out of Anne's hole. I was able to play with his huge balls as we fucked. Then he pulled out and ordered me out as well.

Anne was on hands and knees, arse thrusting into the air and Errol was poised above her, his cock looking enormous. He then ordered me to peel her flaps back and then he plunged into her as she squealed. His huge cock was a blur as it pistoned in and out and I tried to hold onto Anne's flaps. I was urging him on telling him to fuck her silly. I wanted it to go on and on but I was also desperate for him to spunk. Suddenly he roared, Anne screamed and I groaned as he began to unload inside her. It was so exciting for me to be so close while it happened and I came without touching myself.

He seemed to go on spunking for ages and I knew Anne was receiving a very heavy load indeed. Gradually he subsided and slowly drew his still engorged prick from her sheath. When it popped out, a string of sperm connected his cock with her pussy and hovered there until it gradually broke. I was still holding her flaps apart and his sperm was beginning to run out like a small river. It ran down and matted in her pubic hair. I reached down and began smearing it all over her arse and cunt. Still more thick cream was emerging from her hole and I continued to play with it. I stuck my tongue into the sticky mess and was rewarded with a mouthful as yet more cream escaped from her.

We all went up to the bedroom where Anne enthused over her new lover. She told him he was the best ever and she also told me that I didn't know how to fuck with my little cock. She said I needed a bigger one. Errol laughed and picked me up from behind like I weighed nothing at all and stuck his black cock between my legs from the back. Anne burst out laughing at my new black cock. She came up to me, dropped to her knees and took the black knob in her mouth. I looked down and it was like she was sucking me. Errol groaned as she tongued him and thrust his cock through my legs even more.

He was panting close to my ear and he told me he was about to come again. I looked down just in time to see the black cock jerk in my wife's mouth as he flooded her. Again I came without touching and squirted all over her face as she attempted to swallow his second load.

We have seen Errol many times since. Every time he comes, they humiliate me more and more. They have done everything together. He has fucked and spunked into every hole she has and twice, while she has been in the bath, Errol has stood over her to take a leak while I hold his rod to direct the squirts where he wants them.

I must admit that I have become obsessed with watching their nasty games and I just adore cleaning her up after Errol has finished with her.

I think this new lifestyle is going to continue for many years to come.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)