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RON GETS HIS WISH

By The Stingray

Lindsey and Ron had been married for five years. Lindsey had recently delivered the couple's first child but had managed to keep her body in great shape. She had already lost all of the weight she had put on during the pregnancy and her breasts had blossomed to a size 36C. Ron loved to feel Lindsey's tits, as they were still very firm. Ron's only disappointment with Lindsey was the lack of exploration in their sex life.

Lindsey had grown up in a very conservative household. Her father was a minister for the local church. Growing up in a strict Christian home meant Lindsey never dressed provocatively and she always wore her long blonde hair up in a ponytail. This life style carried into Lindsey's adulthood. Ron continuously asked Lindsey to dress in a more seductive manner or to shave her pussy but she never agreed.

And that would all be fine with Ron if only Lindsey was more playful in bed. Lindsey would only have sex in the missionary position, she flatly refused to try oral sex, and God help Ron if he ever brought up anal again. The last time he suggested it his buxom blonde bride threatened to leave him then and there.

Through all of this Ron thought he had been relatively patient with his wife. But it was their fifth anniversary and he figured he would give it another shot.

The couple had decided to stay in for the night and rent a movie. Ron's parents had taken their daughter for the weekend. Ron thought for sure this would be the time Lindsey would agree to a little spice up.

After dinner the married couple exchanged presents. Lindsey gave Ron the new fishing pole he wanted. Ron gave Lindsey a new tennis racket.

"You always manage to get me the perfect thing," said Lindsey.

"Well if you think the racket was good wait 'till you see your other present," and with that Ron handed Lindsey a tiny pink package with a silver bow.

Apprehensively Lindsey took the package and opened it. Inside she found a pink see through nighty and a frilly pink thong.

"Ron I've told you before, I just don't see how dressing like a slut is sexy."

"I know you're not all that keen on the idea babe, but you have such a great body and all you ever do is hide it behind sweats. I'm always going to that damn country club you adore so much without even a complaint. The least you could do is dress a little sexier on our anniversary," barked Ron a little harsher than he meant it to come out.

"Your right honey. I'm sorry. I should do more things for you whether I want to or not," said Lindsey in the tone of a little girl being scolded by her father.

"But I want you to want to do this Lindsey. I don't want you to do it just because I ask for it. That takes the fun out of it."

"I know, I know. I do want to do it. I'll go put these on and we can watch the movie."

After fifteen minutes in the bathroom, which Ron found surprisingly longer than he would have thought, Lindsey reappeared in her sexy pink outfit. The nighty was shear enough to show every detail of her flawless body. Her large nipples and round ass were plainly visible through the material. Her pussy was the only thing covered by the outfit because of the tiny pink thong she wore.

As Lindsey stepped out of the bathroom Ron whistled his appreciation. Ron was now stripped down to his boxers, exposing his overweight gut and his four-inch erection.

"You look great," Ron said.

"I feel sexier already," Lindsey responded. "This might actually be fun."

Ron sat down and patted the couch for Lindsey to do so as well. As Ron was about to hit the play button on the remote the doorbell rang.

"Who could that be at this hour on a Friday night?" Ron wondered aloud as he stood and moved towards the door.

Ron opened the door and said, "Yes?"

Four large black men burst into the house dressed in standard hoodlum attire. One of the black men knocked Ron hard on the head and he fell to the floor on his ass.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" blurted out a dazed Ron.

"Shut it cracker. You cooperate and we don't hurt you. We just want the cash and any other valuables," shouted the largest black ruffian.

Ron was pulled to his feet by two of the other black men while the largest one, who was obviously the leader, tied Ron's hands behind his back with his belt.

Ron heard the fourth member of the gang whistle and shout, "Shiiit, look at those tits."

Ron instantly remembered his scantily clad wife sitting on the couch. The three other hoodlums shoved Ron toward her.

"Well look at the little lady," said the leader. "All dressed up for a night of fucking with hubby, hmmm?"

Lindsey had been silent throughout the whole ordeal. She had made no attempt to cover herself and her nipples now stood out a good half-inch. Ron assumed it was the shock and fear of the whole escapade.

"Answer me bitch, were you going to fuck your husband tonight?"

"Yes. It's our anniversary," Lindsey answered rather coolly.

"Really? Well I'll tell you what. Your going to get your anniversary fuck, but it's not going to be with hubby, it's going to be with us."

Again no reaction from Lindsey.

"Get up and strip for us slut," said the leader.

Two of the other black men, the leader called them Prince and Bull, shoved Ron back to the ground and took a place on the couch along with the leader who Ron heard called Trunk. The fourth intruder, called Moose, pulled up a chair for the show.

Lindsey, now standing in front of the four biggest and blackest men she had ever seen, turned on the radio to a rap station she never listened to and began to swing to the beat. Ron knew his wife was just doing it without protest because of the fear of what the men would do to her if she didn't comply.

Lindsey began to get more comfortable in front of the men and her dancing became more fluid. She soon began to tease the four black intruders. She would bend over facing them, letting her tits hang down for all to see. Then she would turn around and raise the back of the pink nighty, exposing the unblemished bare skin of her ass cheeks, before shaking it from side to side causing it to jiggle slightly. She then took everyone in the room by surprise when she quickly lifted the nighty over her head and dropped it to the floor leaving her in nothing but her frilly pink thong.

"Look you can take anything you want just please don't rape my wife," Ron pleaded.

"It's not rape if she wants it," shouted Bull.

"She doesn't want it you bastards," Ron retorted without a doubt in his mind.

"Well there's one way to find out," said Trunk. "Take off your panties and bring them to me honey."

Lindsey dropped her thong to the floor exposing her bald pussy to the gathered crowd. Ron realized that must have been what took her so long in the bathroom. Now naked in front of the first man other than her husband, let alone four, she handed her thong to Trunk.

"Well look at that white boy, your wife's panties are soaked cause she's thinking about our huge horse cocks. Ain't that right honey bun?"

Lindsey did nothing but drop her head in shame.

That was as good as an invitation to use her up as far as the black studs were concerned. They were all over her in a heartbeat. Lindsey felt hands exploring her ass and breasts as well as a finger being slid into her sopping wet cunt.

Prince and Bull moved away from the mass of multi- colored flesh and began to remove their clothes. Trunk continued to finger Lindsey and Moose was now sucking on one of her nipples.

Ron could not imagine a worse scenario. His beautiful young bride was being forced to have sex with four huge black men who had broken into their home on their anniversary. But for some reason ever since his wife had begun her striptease Ron had not lost his four-inch erection. And to Ron's horror, Moose had noticed.

"Look at cracker, his little worm's poking out," yelled moose as he stepped away from Lindsey and began to strip. Ron's pathetic erection sent laughter up throughout the room including, to Ron's surprise, his bride.

All four men were now completely naked. Each one sported an erection no less than ten inches. Lindsey was in awe. She had never seen a penis other than her husband's and he was quite small compared to these. She didn't even know men could get that big. She had of course heard the rumors that black men were bigger but she had never put any stock into it. But the proof was staring her in the face. Four black cocks, all at least ten inches, and there was her white husband who wasn't even half as big as these gorillas.

"Stand up," Trunk bellowed at Ron.

Ron did as he was told and rose to his feet as he heard Trunk order that Lindsey lower her husband's boxers to the ground. Now all six people in the room were totally nude.

"He fucks you with that little pecker? No wonder you want some black cock, I bet you can't even feel that thing," insulted Prince, causing more laughter from every one in the room. Lindsey found the comment especially funny and went into a fit of giggles. This caused the four black men to laugh even more.

"Go get us some beer you pathetic little bitch," spat Trunk as he untied the belt around Ron's hands. More laughter. "Do it on your hands and knees cracker." More laughter. "We'll be in your bedroom, but don't worry, we won't start the show without you." More laughter.

Lindsey led the four black studs to her and her husband's bed voluntarily.

When Ron arrived with the six-pack he found his wife in the middle of a heated kiss with Trunk who was pawing at her tits.

The men all took a beer while Lindsey crawled onto the bed and spread her legs exposing her glorious pink pussy. The four black men were now beating off while watching the gorgeous blonde bombshell lying naked on her bed. The gang was now rock hard and ready for action.

Trunk moved forward to the edge of the bed and placed his penis inches from Lindsey's face. Ron knew what was coming but could not believe it. After years of begging Lindsey to suck his dick, she was about to do it for this black stranger.

Lindsey wrapped her mouth around the head and slowly bobbed back and forth. She took her mouth off the giant black cock and began licking all twelve inches. She even lifted the monster up with her petite hands and licked his plum size balls. Ron could not believe his wife was actually sucking this guy's dick voluntarily.

Trunk pulled away slightly from Lindsey. When she leaned forward to continue licking his tool, he slapped her cheek with the black snake. Trunk repeated this a couple of times causing Lindsey's frustration to mount.

"Why aren't you letting me suck your cock?" pleaded Lindsey.

"I want to do something a little more interactive baby," Trunk responded.

With that, Lindsey lay back down, spread her legs wide, and began rubbing her tender white thighs. Trunk climbed up on the bed, got between Lindsey's legs, and lined up his giant black fuck stick with her tiny pink twat.

"What do you want me to do with it?"

"Put it in," whispered Lindsey.

"What was that?"

"Put your big black cock in my tiny little pussy and fuck me hard!" shouted Lindsey.

Ron couldn't believe his ears. His shy and restrained wife was begging to be fucked by black cock. Ron had never heard her use language like that and she had surely never begged him to fuck her.

Trunk pushed his cock in slowly. Lindsey had never experienced anything close to the size of his meat being shoved in her vagina. Lindsey rewarded Trunk with a gushing of pussy juice as she came for the first time of the night. Her entire body vibrated for about fifteen seconds. After she came Trunk began to move faster. Now with a good eight inches in her pussy, Lindsey began to hump back against his black dick. Lindsey was breathing hard and moaning louder and louder with each thrust.

Trunk started to knead Lindsey's tits and then began pinching her pink nipples. Lindsey moaned even louder than before. After ten minutes of fucking and another of Lindsey's massive orgasms, Trunk pulled out of Lindsey with a loud pop. Lindsey knew what was coming, turned to face Trunk, and wrapped her mouth around the giant black snake.

Ron saw Lindsey swallowing and knew Trunk was pumping his load into her mouth. Some spunk managed its way out of Lindsey's mouth and on to her chin and tits. At last Trunk had run out of cum. Lindsey kept on sucking the cock until she was sure she had drank every drop of his juice. She even used her finger to scoop up the cum from her chin and tits and shove it into her mouth. "Your cum tastes sooooo good Trunk."

Lindsey lay back down on the bed as Trunk got off. The three other members of the gang, still hard as rocks, had turned their attention to Ron. They mocked him about still being erect after seeing his wife fuck their black friend. The three men then ordered him to kneel at the foot of the bed so he could see better. There was no need to tie him up. They knew he was too scared of them to disobey.

"Isn't anybody gonna fuck me?" Lindsey said with a wicked smile on her face. Prince and Moose both crawled onto the bed, Prince at Lindsey's legs and Moose at her head.

"I'm not sure I can take both those monsters," Lindsey said.

Prince reassured Lindsey by flipping her over on her hands and knees. Moose presented his ten-inch cock to Lindsey and she gladly accepted it in her mouth. Prince put his cock at Lindsey's opening and shoved it in. Lindsey was so wet from all the activity that his cock slid all the way in.

Ron was still mesmerized by what he was seeing. His white wife was fucking and sucking two of the biggest blackest cocks on the face of the earth right in front of him. Not only were their cocks much bigger than his, but they themselves were bigger, more muscular, and most women would agree much more handsome than himself. Ron could not help but think what the black cock fucking her pussy was doing to it.

Ron's cock was smaller than average, how would he be able to satisfy his wife when her cunt was being stretched like that? But Ron could not suppress the fact that he was half enjoying watching his wife act like such a slut. After all of the years of nothing but boring missionary sex it was great to see her come out of her shell. He just wished it was with him and not these black studs.

It was then that Ron noticed how much cock Lindsey had managed to take into her mouth. She now had all but a couple of inches of Moose's cock buried in her throat. With each stroke she would take more and more until eventually Moose's balls were slapping Lindsey's chin. She didn't even look uncomfortable sucking his dick. She looked like she had been doing it her whole life.

Moose busied himself by playing with Lindsey's dangling tits. He soon found she really enjoyed it when he pinched her erect nipples. Every time he did it she would moan even louder around his cock. Prince also found something Lindsey enjoyed. He would spank her firm white ass with his big paw and she would rock back even harder against his member.

Moose was the first to cum. He let out a torrent of sperm down Lindsey's throat. As soon as he was finished, Prince buried his cock to the hilt and pumped his slime into Lindsey's pussy. Lindsey then repeated her cock cleaning performance on the two spent cocks.

"Looks like we got a job for you wimp," said Trunk pointing his finger at Lindsey's cum filled pussy.

"No fucking way you sick bastard," Ron spat back.

"Do it or I'll make you suck it right from the source." Ron froze. He couldn't take this any more. But as that thought was passing into his head he climbed onto the bed and joined his wife.

"Lay down tiny," Trunk's joke at the expense of Ron's endowment caused laughter to erupt from everyone.

Without even being told Lindsey sat on her husband's face and started grinding her slimy pussy all over his mouth. "Suck his black cum out of me tiny." Ron began to lap at his sultry wife's cum filled cunt. Lindsey really enjoyed this. She grabbed Ron by the hair and forced her pussy down on his mouth even harder.

"How's that taste tiny?" Lindsey asked and then giggled uncontrollably. Soon after, Lindsey came again causing her to ejaculate male and female love juice all over her husband's face. She then shoved her husband off the bed and onto the ground. "Your next Bull," she said seductively.

"Come here and suck my dick you little white whore," snapped Bull.

Lindsey lunged to the edge of the bed and wrapped her lips around Bull's ten inches. She licked and kissed and generally worshiped his black snake for a couple of minutes before he said, " You really suck cock good baby but I want a different hole."

Lindsey turned around and stuck her butt up in the air for Bull to use as he pleased. Bull stuck his big black cock all the way in to Lindsey's loose vagina and humped her a few times before pulling out.

"You're a bad girl aren't you baby," Bull asked.

"Oh yeah stud. I'm such a bad girl," Lindsey said now smiling ear to ear. "Now please fuck me."

With that Bull put the head of his cock against Lindsey's virgin asshole and pushed in slowly. As he forced his way in, Lindsey could do nothing but moan like a mad woman. After a couple of inches were in, the rest went relatively easy. Bull got about eight inches in before he bottomed out. He now picked up the pace and began fucking the white housewife's butt hole harder. Soon Lindsey was rocking back on his cock and playing with her clit.

"Fuck my ass harder!" Lindsey screamed. Not long after that, Lindsey was having another hard orgasm. Girl cum burst out of her twat and all over the bed in the most powerful climax she had ever experienced.

"Oh God this feels soooooooo good. I love it. Oh God how I love it," cried Lindsey.

"Do you like my cock better than tiny's."

"Oh fuck ya. Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Your fat cock is sooooo fucking better than his! This is the best I've ever felt in my life."

All this talk was really getting Bull going. Lindsey was also fucking harder than ever, causing her tits and hair to fly around wildly. It was no surprise when Bull started cumming. He jammed it all the way in her ass and let his jizz loose. Bull came longer than any of his buddies. Finally he pulled his cock out of Lindsey's obscenely stretched butt hole with an audible pop.

Everyone in the room was shocked when Lindsey wrapped her lips around Bull's cock. She was cleaning a cock that had seconds before been rammed up her ass. Lindsey enjoyed the musky taste of the cock and cleaned every inch.

"Time for another performance Ronny," Lindsey said with the evilest little grin Ron had ever seen.

This was too much for Ron. He could not suck cum from his wife's ass. It was just disgusting and wrong. But here he was again climbing onto the bed where the night before he had wished his wife would be more adventurous.

Lindsey got on all fours and put her asshole right in Ron's face. Ron stuck his tongue in and tasted the all to familiar salty taste of black man cum. "Make sure you get it all tiny. I want to be totally clean for my men."

When Ron was done Lindsey's ass was spotless. All the black man cum was now in Ron's belly. It disturbed Ron that he was growing so accustomed to this situation.

Trunk, Prince, and Moose were now hard again. Trunk lay down on the bed and Lindsey mounted him easily in her stretched cunt. Moose then kneeled behind her and easily slid his dick into her bum hole. They soon got into a rhythm causing Lindsey to moan uncontrollably. Moose would pull his black dick out of Lindsey's white anus just as Trunk rammed himself into pussy and vice versa. Lindsey had a cock in one of her holes at all times. This caused her to be in a state of constant orgasm.

This continued for ten more minutes or so before Moose pulled out of Lindsey's ass and Trunk flipped her off of his pole. The two black studs kneeled next to Lindsey and started beating off furiously. Soon they were both ejaculating buckets of sperm onto Lindsey's face, tits, belly, and even on her feet. Lindsey cleaned the two used up cocks completely then ordered Ron to clean her. Ron licked the cum off his wife's face, tits, and flat stomach before moving to her cummy toes. He sucked the man juice from her dainty feet, but before he was done Prince and Bull were all over his wife. They maneuvered her into the same position as Trunk and Moose had her, Bull in her pussy and Prince in her ass. Ron kept on sucking her toes through out the whole ordeal. Lindsey ordered Moose and Trunk to kneel in front of her while she sucked both of them in her mouth.

"Do you want us all to cum on tiny?" Trunk asked Lindsey.

All she could do was let out a muffled moan. Every one in the room knew what that meant. All four men pulled out of their used up holes, moved off the bed and in front of Ron who had stopped sucking his bride's toes, and let their cum fly. Ron could have sworn he was standing under a shower spout.

The cum was relentless. It felt like gallons. When it was finally done Ron could not even open his eyes because of the sticky jizz. The rest of his face, along with his hair and gut, were drenched. Ron went to wipe the cum from his eyes, which covered his hands in jizz, and Ron instinctively licked the cum from his fingers. The room erupted in laughter.

Still giggling, Lindsey said, "I'll clean two and you clean two, okay tiny?"

Ron knew he had no choice and wrapped his lips around Trunk's black sausage just as Lindsey did the same to Prince. Ron followed Lindsey's lead and licked all the cum from the black monster. They each finished and moved onto the next cock.

The four black men were exhausted. They all started to dress in preparation of leaving. The leader Trunk said, "Don't worry tiny. Your wife was so good, we're not gonna rob your ass. Honey bun, if you want us to fuck you again just give me a call at this number," and he threw a piece of paper on the bed.

The four black men walked out of the room and shut the door. Lindsey climbed up onto the bed and said, "Happy anniversary honey. I can't wait to see our new friends again," before falling asleep.

END

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DEE'S NAUGHTY DESCENT

By MrDeep

Demure Wife Becomes Slut for Black Man

"Why does it have to be so hot!" Dee thought. Seated in the bleacher watching a baseball game on a warm Southern night was not Dee's idea of a great time. She was there to see her oldest son play. It was only the fifth inning, and Dee felt bored. It seemed that everything in her life was boring. That included her life, her teaching job, and her marriage to Pat. She loved Pat. After 18 years of the same old thing.. Her thought trailed off.

Dee heard a bat crack and glanced up. She watched as the high fly ball zoomed into the outfield and dropped into the fielder's glove. It was just a big out. Boring..

"How are your workouts?" asked Lisa, who was Dee's closest girlfriend. Both were moms and bored. Lisa was a five-foot, two-inch and a very shapely brunette. Lisa weighed 115. She was a 34D-23-34. Dee envied her breasts.

"Very good. I'm going to the gym four days a week now," Dee said.

"How much weight have you lost?" Lisa asked. She was happy her friend had slimmed down over the winter. Lisa loved to be with Dee. She was much like her. Lisa was 38 and kept in great shape even after two girls and a boy.

"Oh, about 15 pounds," Dee replied. She not only had dropped the weight but aerobic exercises and Pilates had slimmed Dee's legs and tummy. She was more aware of her body now. That's why Dee was wearing the low riding pants and a tube top that left an ample amount of midriff showing.

"You look good in that outfit," Lisa said, smiling as she looked at Dee.

"I'm going to get something cold. Do you want me to get you something?" Dee asked.

Dee got up and slowly walked to the concession stand. Next to a wall, Dee glanced at three black men. She blushed when they started staring at her. Being in great shape has its rewards, Dee thought. She had caught the eyes of men before, but that seemed to be a long time ago.

She ordered a bottle of Avian. She stood there in the warm breeze drinking. The workouts at the gym had slimmed Dee down to 125. She was five-foot, three and a natural blonde. Her eyes were clear, blue, and wide. She had the eyes of a model. In fact, the kind of eyes that showed ample amount of white around the blue pupils. Her skin was milky white and smooth especially on her face. Dee's legs were long and slender. Her lips were full and turned up at the end. Dee had a beautiful face - like adding Rene Zellwegger's full cheeks to Gwyneth Paltrow. Her waist was a 23, accentuating her athletic, 35-inch hips. She could wear any clothes, but stayed with more subdued styles.

The drink had a cooling effect. The breeze felt good. It was gently blowing through Dee's blonde hair which plunged down over her white shoulders. Her tube top barely hid her firm 34B breasts. Those 34B's looked deceptively big on her small frame. Maybe she was dressed a little too provocatively for an elementary school teacher, she thought, but she felt good about her body at this point in her life.

She started the walk back to the stands. Dee noticed a younger woman just 10 feet ahead of her. This woman was the type that always made Dee envious. The girl was slender and blonde. She was sporting a tribal weave tattoo on the small of her back just above her low riding jeans. The blonde's tresses came to the middle of her back hiding the bare white skin.

Nearing the stands, Jean noticed him. He was a very handsome, athletic, 25- or 27-year- old black man with broad shoulders and strong bare arms. He was clean shaven of face and head. Dee guessed that he weighed about 230 pounds. The T-shirt did little to hide his rippled abdomen. He stood still like a statute of a black god. Dee noticed that he moved his hand to his mouth and took a drag on a cigarette and exhaled some smoke.

Then he did something that made Dee's heart leap! He stared at her. It wasn't her imagination either. "Did he know her?" Dee thought. He was definitely looking at her. In fact, Dee started to blush when the black man peered around the younger blonde to look directly at her. She couldn't help but look at him, too. The young blonde woman turned to look over her shoulder at Dee with burning, jealous eyes. The blonde knew the black man was looking at Dee, too.

Dee followed his eyes as they focused on her legs, move slowly upward, pausing at her breasts, and stopped at her blue eyes. He smiled like he definitely liked what he saw. This had never happened to the 37-year-old white woman, who had never been with a black man. Instinctively, Dee smiled back, and then she felt herself blush. She was both embarrassed and flattered. This was the perfect time to flirt, but Dee could only manage to smile as she passed him so close they almost touched. Dee could smell his light cologne and an under tone of raw maleness.

"I've got to tell you something later, Lisa," Dee said as she sat down next to her friend. Dee was excited. She just had to tell Lisa about the encounter with the black man.

"What is it? Tell me!" Lisa probed.

"I can't tell you now. I'll call you tomorrow," Dee said.

***

Dee's morning passed slowly. Her mind kept going back to the evening before. She kept thinking of the young black man who was looking at her.

"I should have flirted with him," she thought. "What would it have been like to talk to him?" Dee asked herself. She began to imagine a fantasy conversation: "He reached out and touched her hand making her tremble. He took her hand and led her to the parking lot where they got into a van. He put his strong arms around her and pressed his lips to hers! They began a torrid scene of kissing, groping, and squeezing."

"Dee's fantasy continued with her reaching down to feel his maleness. Her hand found the black man's tool sheathed in his shorts and began to squeeze it.." It was all a fantasy!

Dee reached for her cell phone and dialed Lisa's number.

"Hello?" It was Lisa.

"Hi! It's Dee."

"Do you want to talk about last night?"

"Yes! Don't laugh. A man stared at me!"

"Are you sure!"

"Absolutely! He even looked around a young blonde to see me. It was a stare in a sexual way," Dee said and related how the young blonde looked over her shoulder.

"How do you feel about that?" Lisa asked.

"When he saw me! I started to smile. I think I did smile, but then I started blushing. Nothing like that had ever happened to me! There's more.."

"Tell me!"

"He was about 25. He was black."

"Did you say black?"

"Yes! Lisa, have you ever ..?"

"Yes, I have. I get a lot of black men's stares," Lisa said. "I just smile when they stare at me."

"Have you ever talked to them?" Dee asked.

"Yes. I even had an affair with a black man." Lisa confessed.

"You never told me!" Dee said almost astonished.

"I didn't know how you would take it. Besides it only lasted four dates." Lisa said.

"Would you do it again?" Dee asked.

"Definitely! It was the most sensuous, exciting four weeks of my life. Are you thinking about having an affair?" Lisa asked.

"Well.. I think .. I don't know . how to meet someone."

"Look Dee! If you want to have an affair, you have to flirt. You know how. It's a woman's instinct," Lisa said. "Black men worship white women. They will make you feel like a goddess. You will be so surprised! .and the sex.. You will just have to find out for yourself, sweetie," Lisa said.

When Dee hung up her phone, she was almost trembling. Dee's right hand instinctively reached for the top of her shorts, slipped under her panties and began to massage her clitoris. Her left hand slipped under her top and began tracing circles around her sensitive nipple.

In the ensuing weeks, Dee decided to start searching the interracial websites. She signed on to every personal ad site she could find. She received several responses, but her first interesting response came not from a personal ad.

Shortly arriving Dee saw him. It was a pool party at the home of a friend. She ran into him as she was coming out of the bathroom. He grinned and looked at her with those "elevator eyes". Dee blushed and started to flirt back.

"Do you see something on my dress?" Dee smiled and looked into his eyes. "Yes, I do! My name's Vic. I'll talk to you about it later," he introduced himself. When he went in the restroom, Dee walked back to the pool patio. As she moved around the party, chatting with acquaintances, she looked for Vic. Finally, she saw him by the bar. She did not want to make it seem obvious, but she slowly maneuvered her way across the patio to the bar.

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AN INNOCENT AD

It started as an innocent ad in the Dungeon section of Dark Cavern web site. The ad did not really say too much about us other than we are a long term married couple, have played around in the past and were curious about doing it again. The ad stated we might like to try being the submissive ones.

Troy responded to the ad, he lived about 60 miles away, 36, single, athletic built black man with a nice fat 9" cock and he had a dominant side. We chatted thru the web site and decided to meet him on a Friday night for a "drink" only. He was a good looking man, not really striking but there was an edge to him in his picture. He had a good job, divorced, no kids, and some college and was clean. We meet him at a local bar and from the moment he sat down he began to exhibit that dominant side. We stood up to meet him and he immediately grabbed Pam by the waist and gave her a body to body hug with a light kiss on the cheek and then shook my hand. We sat down and I could tell Pam was slightly fluttered by the greeting and taken aback.

We had requested to be somewhat submissive but never had really played that way before so we were a bit lost to begin with. We ordered some drinks and begin to share our stories so to speak, where we went to school, what do we do, how we met, etc. and everything was going well. Pam was smiling due to the drinks and a little smoke prior to arrival our body language around the table was relaxed and sexual tension was just starting to build as a few looks and laughs and touches were happening. I decided on purpose that I would go to the bathroom just to let nature take its course so to speak.

I was so turned on at that moment but I truly wish I could have been a fly on the wall so to speak at that table, my heart was pounding and my cock was swelling thinking of the potential sexual fireworks that could be building or not. Neither the less, my imagination was getting the best of me, later Pam told me what happened and it would have been fun to see.

It seems Troy continued on the polite conversation and then just made the comment to Pam "Are you ready to ride my thick pole?" she looked at him and laughed nervously like she really did not hear him and he said "Are you ready to succumb to a night of outrageous sex". Pam was stunned by the comments but found herself almost immediately wet and excited and said out of conscious "yes, I am." Troy immediately put his large hands on her legs underneath the table and began to stroke her naked leg, he moaned "smooth", and "I am going to make that skin melt". With that Pam's pussy was gushing with excitement.

It has been years since she enjoyed a black man, the hidden fantasy and buried passion were beginning to boil to the top and her pussy felt on fire. Troy told her "finish your drink I am ready to go!" Pam could not say no, her lust had overtaken her senses for now. I had just returned to the table and could tell there were heavy fireworks going off. I sat down next to Pam and she took my hand and squeezed it rather firm. The signal for "I am ready to fuck", I looked at her again and she squeezed me again. So I began to finish my drink and asked her if she needed to go to the bathroom before we go, that was so I could tell Troy that yes, we were joining him but Troy told Pam, "I think that is a good idea".

Pam looked at him confused but went anyway. Then Troy and I spoke, "Your wife and you will never be the same after I am done with you two tonight. I plan to get your wife totally addicted to black dick tonight and I know you will be too." I was offended and very turned on at the same time. Pam came back and we paid and got up and went to our cars and as we walked out with Troy he asked "What hotel are we going to?"

I looked at Pam and she was looking at me the same way and then she smiled and kissed me and whispered "let's get a room". The things Troy said to her ringing in her loins and thinking of the thought of watching me suck a cock kind of excited her.

The drive to the hotel was over in a blur; Troy followed us and stayed outside while I booked the room. I came outside and we locked our cars and walked inside. Pam and I were in front and Troy was about ten feet behind us until we entered in the elevator, it was just us and Troy reached out and pulled Pam back to him. He put his strong hands on her hips and began to nuzzle her neck while grinding his fat dick into her ass. It was unexpected yet very hot, his hands roamed her hips and up to her breasts. Pam leaned back uncomfortable at first, but as his hands roamed a bit and his fat cock pressed into her ass she began to feel that fire below again. We exited our elevator and walked toward the room and Troy trailed us by a few feet this time. We unlocked the door and I remember putting that key in the door and thinking we are just about to cross into a different threshold in our lives and marriage.

We walked in, Pam turned on the radio and Troy spoke to both of us "I will only take this as far as you two let me, if you do not want to do something, let me know firmly or I will continue to push, ok?" We said "OK". Troy then looked at me and said "take my dick out of my pants", I was stunned! But I began to reach down and he said "No, on your knees! I did not think about it, I knelt and began to unzip his pants and loosen his belt, "you are going to give this cock to your wife tonight, you understand?" and I said yes. I loosened his belt and opened his pants, I then pulled down his underwear in front and touched that fat, hot cock with my hands, and I wanted to play with it. Troy ordered Pam to sit down in the chair and then walked over to her and said "your first taste and I doubt the last."

Troy stood over her as she began to bob and slide all over his fat cock, the longer she went, the hungrier her mouth became. She had missed this! Her passion began to grow down below to a fever pitch, the lust was growing. Pam became consumed with sucking this cock and it surprised her. Troy lay back on the bed and began to talk to her as I watched her satisfy herself "You have needed some black dick haven't you?" she responded weakly with a "Yes", he pulled out and grabbed her hair and looked at her "What?" If you want some more you had better said "Yes louder than that!"

Pam continued to stroke his fat dick and say "YES" with more conviction and continued to suck his cock again.

Troy then pulled her head off his cock and told her to take off her clothes. He then looked at me and said "take over for her while she gets her clothes off". I was ready and not at the same time as this had only been fantasy since the days of Travis. Here it was right in front of me and throbbing, once I put my hand on the fat dick it was over again. I ran my mouth completely up and down his shaft and flicked my tongue the whole length and licked his balls and back up and swallowed all I could in one move until my eyes watered and my throat gagged a bit. It had been so long since the last time. I understood somewhat what Pam was going thru. Scared and terrible excited.

Soon, Pam was pulling me away from her cock! Troy told her to wait a second and then pulled her up to him to begin kissing her and sucking on her breasts, I had her wet pussy and sexy ass straddling him inches from my face while I licked his hard, fat cock, it could not get any better than that.

"You two like that sweet dark meat don't you?" We both responded firmly "YES". With that he pushed my head out of the way and turned Pam over on her back. She was now pinned under his large shoulders and arms with his fat, thick, throbbing cock only inches away from her hungry wet pussy. His fat cock banged on her legs and stomach, she winced in pleasure every time she felt the heat and girth of his cock on her body. Every pore of Pam was alive with the thoughts of the fucking to come. She was due to be fucked till she melted for some time, she deserved it she thought!

Troy pulled up to her chest and put his fat cock right on her face and growled at me "get her pussy ready for me, white boy!" "You better get it really good and wet for this dick". Troy took his fat cock and bounced it all over her face and lips, she tried to take it into her mouth at any chance but was enjoying the feeling of being submissive, to worship his cock. She felt the orgasm build from below from my trusty mouth. For what was lacking in size and durability, my mouth was a great equalizer, now Pam can have her cake and eat it too.

She had a very intense orgasm and was almost choking Troy's fat cock during it, I knew from experience she could now truly enjoy his large cock as I know how wet this gets her. She was about to take a journey. Troy reached over and picked up the condom and handed it to me, "you put it on and you put it in her". His cock felt hard as a brick and almost as thick! I rolled the condom over it and felt every vein, I could hear Pam breath in passion as she looked at it throbbing in front of her, and I could feel her lust for that dick! In one quick move he lifted off her and was between her thighs with the head of his cock pushing on her lips, Pam was trying to almost push down to meet him, I reached down and guided the tip into her pussy and Troy said "It is my pussy now" He took little strokes and began to work it in to her.

Pam gasped as first as he pushed his way in, then she began to grunt a bit as she was being stretched inside and pushed back on his pelvis occasionally to slow down his penetration, but this did not last long as he still rocked in her and worked it in till his was half way home. Pam's pussy and will gave in at that point and submitted completely to the power in his cock as she felt the first wave of an orgasm come over her from the sheer sexuality of the evening; her hidden passions were being released! Soon her legs were in the air and he had full access to her silk walls inside. It was an overwhelming performance as his cock reached deep inside her with his fat head and fat cock hitting her walls. I was watching from behind with the hardest dick I think I have had in the past 5 years. Pre cum was leaking out as I watched her coat his cock with her cum and listen to her moan in a way I have not heard. It was an incredible sight!

Troy suddenly stopped moving to the dismay of a very heated Pam, he then said "your turn to fuck me, show me how bad do you want it" and then looked over at me and said "sit down and watch me make your wife cum". With that, Troy pulled out with a loud pop as his cock was coated and Pam's pussy was a creamy mess from her cumming on his cock. I wanted a taste of both so bad! He positioned himself in the middle of the bed on his back and told her to get on top.

I moved the chair to watch my favorite position as Pam straddled over and reached down to put his fat cock back in her pussy. That has to be one of the hottest things in the world to see a sexy white woman reach down and guide a fat black cock inside of her.

Troy began to really grab her ass as she fucked up and down and ground down on his cock, once she realize he was not going to cum in 5 seconds like I do, Pam was on a mission to have another orgasm under her control. Troy sensed she was really getting into it and began to squeeze her ass check and began to talk to her "Is this a black dick pussy from now on?" again "Is this fucking black dick pussy now?" Pam did not want to answer while I was there, she did not want to hurt me, nor did she really mean it if she said it but was she going to seek more black dick after this? The answer was probable "YES" so she began to answer Troy's question with enthusiasm for the moment. I was answering for her too. Troy began to feel his first orgasm growing as Pam was grinding really hard on top of him, she was close and her intensity was going to make him cum too.

Pam began to say over and over again as she neared her second intense orgasm of the night "I love this black cock" and the both began to moan loudly over and over again as the neared the peak, Pam began to shake while on top of him as she came in waves while riding his bloated cock and just when she began to slow down Troy pushed her over on her back in one swift move and pulled out his cock and ripped off the condom and with a few quick strokes he unleashed one of the largest loads of hot seed all over her pussy lips and hair and stomach while almost screaming out loud. It was an incredible hot sex scene right before my eyes with the woman I love and adore. Troy continued to jerk every last drop out of his glistening cock all over her pussy and stomach and began to swirl the hot goo over her with his cock. He turned to me and told me to get a towel and I quickly went to the bathroom, when I came back he was lying next to Pam holding her in his arms, he barked "put the towel under her and clean her up, you know how clean up boy".

I dove down between her thighs and felt the heat of the past thirty minutes of hot fucking and the musty odor that filled my nose from her luscious pussy. I could not wait to taste her after such a performance. I tried to be gentle because I know how she is once she has cum intensely, take your time works best. Soon I was in full lapping pleasure as I was able to bury my face in her steaming pussy, I was in heaven and had her going again toward a violent orgasm number 3 when I looked up to see Troy stroking his cock right in front of me and he started to slap my face with his semi hard, cum soaked cock. He then straddled Pam but this time facing me and his cock was lying right on top of her pussy. Pam began to stoke his ass but stayed in position so I could start licking both of them.

His cock was coated with both Pam and his cum, very salty, very creamy and I loved it. I felt his cock grow in my mouth as I alternated back and forth the two of him. I never was able to finish Pam off on orgasm number 3 at the time but I think Troy knew that and wanted to be the one who gave her the most pleasure that night.

Troy lifted himself off of Pam and told her to get in a doggy position on the floor and wait for him. I returned right to his fat cock and cleaned his balls and jacked it while sucking to get him fully hard for that condom again. He let me please him while Pam was waiting on all fours with her hot ass in the air anxiously awaiting his penetration again.

Troy was enjoying my mouth so much he did not move at first, this did not please my very horny wife as she wanted more of that black dick so she made her way over to me and crowded me out of the way and began sucking his cock "Move over, that is my cock!" Troy told her to beg him and without hesitation Pam said "please fuck me with that big black dick" Troy responded "now that you asked nicely."

Pam was positioned on the edge of the bed with willing ass and pussy waiting the touch of Troy's cock and hands. Troy ordered me to kneel beside them and watch my wife enjoy a real cock inside her. I was again slightly pissed but very turned on at the moment and my cock was aroused again while witnessing the smells and sounds right up close. I have to admit I would rather have been right below but watching the power of his strokes into her and hearing her muffled cries of pleasure we something I will not forget and I doubt my wife will either. He pounded her head into the bed over and over again as she cried out how damn good it felt and soon he pushed her down on the bed without ever pulling out of her, he now straddled her as while driving his big cock into her from behind.

She was truly submissive in this position and he was truly in control as I was truly in control by the both of them at that moment. My role was reduced to servant to these two; my wife was in total sexual submission to this powerful man and his cock at this moment. We both were totally enjoying the moment. He rapidly pumped her pussy from behind as she just moaned louder and loader and screamed again how damn good this cock felt inside of her. Troy began to talk to me, telling me my wife was a slut now for black cock, that she will never be the same now and asking her if that was correct to which she answered "YES" With that he pulled out again and Pam asked urgently "why did you stop?" Troy responded "my dick is chafed in this condom."

He demanded that I take the condom off of him and lick him again and then he positioned himself on the bed again on his back, you began to straddle him but he told you to turn around facing away from him.

Right in front of me, you straddled him and he pulled you back on his chest and told me to lick you again. I happily obliged him, his cock was throbbing around my face the whole time I was licking your pussy, I would stop and suck his cock too when I could. Then Troy lifted you up by your ass and lowered you down on top of his naked hard cock. It was too late now once you felt that bareback cock inside your pussy, you were not pulling it out now for anything as he began to pump you. He assured you that he would not give you a black baby and continued to pump you right in front of my face. I was watching every time as your pussy stretched to take him inside and how your lips grabbed his thick cock while he pulled out and plunged back inside of you, met every time by a matching moan from your mouth. I began to take my licks at both of you when I could, Troy did not stop me so I continued as I alternated between his balls and your clit when I could.

I sensed you might be done for the night after this one, I had hoped I could cum inside of you while you told me how damn good this felt tonight. So I increased the tempo on his balls as he fucked you again.

That was the trick that sent this stud over the edge and got him to holler loudly as he pulled out of Pam's sweet pussy and shot his final load of the night over her puffy lips and hair again. I got a front row seat for it all and of course, a chance up close to see my midnight snack up close. I know my role in this 3 role act, to serve and to clean up, if I get the pleasure of putting my cock inside of my wife then I am very fortunate for this is for his pleasure and for hers, I can enjoy her , if she lets me the other nights. This is for her to get hers that she deserves and in being submissive we have found that pleasure for both.

Kwoojhawk@aol.com



SHARING MY FANTASY - SOON TO BE REALITY!

I was thinking last night, after a night of spoiling my cuck hubby, of what my unrealized fantasy for myself would be... so here it is. I'm looking to make this come true. What's yours??

I've made the plans with you.... meeting you in your hotel that evening... I've already informed my cuckold that I'm yours for the whole night. He has been locked up, I have the key and he is home wondering what I'm going to be doing with you. I told him I would do ANYTHING with you!

You greet me at your door...your eyes wandering down my front...noticing my low cut blouse, my tight jeans, my black leather "cum fuck me boots". You also notice the gold key hanging around me neck. "Got him locked up tight, do you?" you ask. I just smile. It's been awhile since I've seen you...I'm anxious to get my hands on you. I remember your hands...your mouth on me...but that can wait. You want to go out to have a few drinks...dance with me. I'm wet already and I'm not sure I can wait but we do have all night, so I agree.

I watch you at the bar...the way you look right at me...like you know exactly what I want. I can't stop staring at your hands...wondering if you will use them to pull my hair or to slap my ass while you are taking me. Mmm, this is such a tease! Around ten, after some very heated dances, a number of drinks...you take me by the hand and tell me you want me. "I'm all yours", I say.

As we make our way to your room, I can't help but wonder what my hubby is up to...is he nervous? Jealous? Mad? Is his cock straining in his cage? I don't have time to wonder long...as we walk into your room you grab me by the back of the neck and pull me close to you. Kissing me...tongue in my mouth...you turn me around...nibbling, biting my neck, my ears, whispering about the naughty, nasty things you are going to do to me. I am so wet...my pussy aching for your touch. But I know your going to tease me, and it adds to my excitement.

I ask you to let me suck your dick...I slide to my knees and open your pants...letting your big beautiful chocolate dick free for my tongue and lips to explore. Can't help but wishing my cuck was here to see me...but he is home. Being a good boy. As I suck you, licking the precum off your thick tip, I feel myself getting wet. You always make me so wet!! Just the way you look...and the way you talk to me. Telling me to suck your black cock...loving the way your dick looks between my lips. You pull me to my feet and kiss me...you unbutton my pants....sliding them down...only so far. You see my little black lacy panties...and I feel you squeezing my ass. I know you want it. I've been saving it for you. But I'm not telling you that...maybe I'll make you beg for it the way I beg for your dick. Then again, maybe not.

We move over to the bed...I take off my shirt...left only in my black bra and panties. You crawl up on me...kissing as you go higher...letting my feel your dick on my stomach. You take my tits from my bra...suckling on my nipples...biting me...teasing me...and in one swift motion...you pull my panties aside and slide your dick into me. Mmmm! I gasp from the fullness of you...from how deep you are in me. You start slow...achingly slow...stroking the inside of my pussy with your cock. Making me beg for it...begging you to take me hard...and deep. I should have known better...you start fucking me now...hard. Making me moan...yell out...cum all over your dick. I get my breath...and you tell me to roll over...I know you want me doggy style...you love to squeeze and spank my ass. And you know it drives me crazy!

I brace myself...you fuck so hard! Going in so deep...making me cum again and again...you tell me that it is "your pussy"...I agree completely...telling you to cum in your white pussy...that it is all yours for the taking. You start to cum....filling me...and I can feel every drop in me...mmmm, I love that feeling. As we lie in bed resting, I realize it's only the first round...that tonight, I don't have to worry about time. About going home...that my cuckyboy is home taking care of things so his wife can go out and get the black dick she craves. He will need to be rewarded...but right now, I need to give my ass to my favorite black man. ;-)

Cum and see me here... real life wife, no games!

joymark_95@yahoo.com



BLACK BOSS

I had suspected for some time that something was going on at my wife's work. She had started to wear stockings and suspenders and her best undies to work. My wife is 46 and still very attractive. She is quite heavily built, big 40" tits and a nice rounded belly. She has a lovely fat bottom and masses of black hair between her legs.

Sex between us had been less than fulfilling recently - boredom probably. Anyway, all my suspicions were confirmed recently when I found a pair of her knickers with what smelled like dried spunk in them. I confronted her and she broke down and told me that she'd been having it off with her boss for a few months. Instead of being angry, I grew hard and as I pulled her to the floor she told me about him and from what she said I became even more excited. She told me that John, her boss, had a huge black cock of some 10" and very thick with it. She enthused about him, how he could last for ages and when he came, he shot pints of the thickest goo imaginable. While she was telling me this, I was slowly sliding my six inches in and out of her hairy cunt. She told me that he was only 28 and had the most fantastic body - he really kept in shape. I soon shot my load into her.

Over the next few days I couldn't get what she had told me out of my mind. I kept thinking of them together, him slipping his giant cock into her, her sucking his bell-end and playing with his balls, him shooting his spunk all over the place. Whenever I thought of them, my cock would harden and in no time I would be coming off. Even after I had come, I still thought of them screwing on our bed.

That's when I knew I would have to see it happen. I wanted him to come to our house and fuck her silly in front of me. The more I thought of it, the more desperate I became until finally I blurted it all out to my wife. She gave me a funny look and questioned me. I told her I just had to see that giant cock going in to her. She thought about it for a while then said she would ask John the next day.

He agreed (who wouldn't) and so plans were made for him to come over on Friday evening. When Friday arrived I was beside myself with lust. It was going to happen right there in front of me.............

When the doorbell rang, my stomach lurched. This was it, there was no turning back now. John had arrived. Helen went to meet him. I watched her go out of the room. She was wearing a tight black skirt which accentuated her rolling buttocks, a tightish white blouse with lacy bra that really pushed her tits up, black stockings and high heels. Before she left the room, she turned to me, a big grin on her face and shook her big tits at me. A few minutes later, she returned with her boss, John.

He was well over six feet tall and built like a greek god. He was dark and handsome. He came to me and shook hands but his smile was a superior one - no wonder, considering what he was here for. He sat on the couch opposite me and Helen immediately sat beside him, her tight skirt riding well up her thighs. He smirked and ran his hand up one of her thighs. "Nice," he said. She reached for his crotch, squeezed it and said "Nice."

He looked at me and then told me to take Helen's skirt off. He was very domineering for a 28 year old so I did as I was told, my cock as hard as a bullet in my trousers. Then he told me to remove her blouse. She was sat there beside him, breasts bulging from her too small bra, belly all round within white knickers, strands of black pubic hair peeping out, long legs sheathed in black nylon. I looked at his crotch. His trousers were ballooning out like crazy. I wanted desperately to see his huge cock, I wanted to see Helen playing with it.

Then he stood up and began to undress. His body was magnificent. Powerful thighs, deep chest, tight buttocks and a huge bulge in his underpants. I couldn't take my eyes of that bulge. As he came close to me, I swear I could almost smell pre-cum on him. He stood in front of Helen. "Take him out," he commanded. This was the moment I had been craving. Slowly, she pulled his pants down and then that awesome tool was before me. It looked more like 11" to me and immensely thick. His huge balls hung below and the head of his cock was like a plum. I wanted to see that huge organ entering every hole Helen had.

She started to play with it, slowly rubbing up and down the huge shaft, occasionally sticking out her tongue and tasting his sticky knob. He motioned me over telling me to free her tits. Eagerly, I unhooked her bra and her big breasts flopped out. He grabbed one and squeezed it hard. Her nipples were hard and horny. He was slipping his big knob in and out of her mouth and moaning. Then he pulled away, his enormous shaft waving about and ordered me to remove her panties. Her thick bush appeared and as my hand brushed against it, I felt it hot and oh so wet. She was steaming waiting for the big moment. So was I!

He got her onto her back on the couch, tits lolling, thighs spread, her hole gaping open for him. I crouched close smelling her aromas. Then John was presenting his enormous rod to her slit. He worked the head in but seemed to become lodged so I reached over and eased her flaps apart. What a joy for me to see that amazing cock sliding wetly all the way into my wife's slippery cunt. Then he slowly began to fuck. I watched her body moving with his thrusts, her breasts gently rolling to and fro, her plump belly slowly undulating as their pubic hair met. She was moaning as he pumped her and I took out my rock hard cock and rubbed it in time with his thrusts. He started to move faster until his massive balls were banging against her arse cheeks. I wanted it to go on and on, it was so exciting. Then he pulled out and turned her over, doggie-style, her big cheeks stuck out obscenely. Oh she looked so tarty in that position, her tits hanging, bottom stuck out and thick black hair poking between her fat thighs. Then John was poking at her bottom with his huge weapon. He slid back into her wet sheath and then he really started to give it to her. She was screaming as he pounded at her, her cunt looking raw and ravaged.

I could tell he was close to coming so I croaked, "Shoot it all up her, John. Squirt your spunk deep in her womb!" And that is just what he did, jetting masses of thick, warm seed into her belly. It seemed to go on and on as he roared through his orgasm. When he finally subsided, his still huge cock slowly slipped out looking all wet and angry. For a few seconds nothing happened, then his thick cream started to ooze out. I just had to get down there and poke my tongue into that hot, sticky, smelly mess and it tasted so good, I just sucked it all out.

John stayed the night and fucked Helen into oblivion while I watched and wanked. Twice through the night he spunked in her mouth and I kissed her afterwards and in the early hours I was thrilled when he drilled her arse with his hotrod. It was the first time she had ever taken cock in her arse and we both loved it. Again, when he had come off, I reamed her bottom with my tongue.

I pleaded with John to come back and fuck my wife for me and he has been back on numerous occasions and I wank myself silly watching them do their stuff together.

However, I now want to see her with other men, not just her boss, so we are planning how best to go about it.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




SEXY BELLY

My wife has recently started working here in Copenhagen as a nightclub and restaurant belly-dancer. She learned belly-dancing as a means of overcoming shyness and because she likes the way it promotes the rounder, more womanly type of figure, which I can honestly say that she has. She says that this form of dancing allows a woman to expose herself in a way not usually possible nowadays; to display her body, breasts, belly and hips in an erotically charged dance for the benefit of both men and women, and most of all for the dancer herself.

During her act, it is usual, if not obligatory, for the audience to place money in her costume - in her bra, between her breasts, or inside the belt which my wife wears as low as possible, way below her hips. In fact, she only just covers her thick black pubic bush with the belt as she likes to expose as much of her smoothly soft brown belly as possible for the enjoyment of the onlookers.

My wife, Sophia, has become quite an exhibitionist recently as she loves to dance from table to table and shake her hips or breasts at a member of the audience, or stand rolling her delicious belly only inches from someone's face. She even lets them kiss her bare midriff or explore her deep, dark navel with fingers or sometimes even the point of a tongue.

I, of course, am very proud of her and, I must admit, rather jealous when I see the unmistakeable look of pleasure on her face when one of the guests rubs her undulating abdomen with his hand or licks her belly button with his thick, wet tongue. I have now naturally accepted the fact that many a man has got his hand on her fine brown stomach when she dances, and even gotten used to the obvious thrill that this gives her. But recently an incident took place which I neither can, nor want to, forget.

It was on the evening of her boss's birthday. He had a private party in the restaurant with only specially invited guests, and the evening's entertainment was to star my lovely wife Sophia, in more ways than one! The night progressed and suddenly the music commenced and there she stood in the spotlight, my wife, jewelled, bangled, bare bellied and gorgeous. She started to dance to the Arabic music and after an energetic display of Turkish, the guests whispered something to her. At first she shook her head, but as they insisted, she eventually seemed to give in and, to my surprise, lay on her back on the dining table right in front of her 69 year old boss!

Before I could react, a bottle of red wine was produced, opened, and some of the red liquid poured into my prostrate wife's navel! So this was to be the climax of her show, I thought. The old man was to sip red wine from my wife's belly button! Her boss slurped up the wine lecherously, taking care to lick much of her soft abdomen in the execution of this duty, but it didn't end there. One by one, the male guests lined up and received the wine from my wife's navel, after which she danced yet again. I spoke to her and asked if she didn't think that the party was going a bit too far, at which she just laughed.

'You're just envious of all those men licking my little belly, aren't you?' she said. It was true, no husband can sit through such a sight and remain calm. After a while, I began to wonder where Sophia had got to, so I asked her musicians who told me that she was resting and that I wasn't to disturb her. However, I decided to go and look for her. As I went deeper into the back of the restaurant I could hear laughing and sighing coming from one of the rooms and as I went in, I just froze with a mixture of surprise and, I am ashamed to say, pleasure.

My 33 year old wife was dancing bare breasted in front of about a dozen semi-naked men, many of whom were openly masturbating. Her breasts shook, her belly undulated and the men reached out all the time to take handfuls of her rich flesh! My own cock, by this time, was swollen to bursting point. As I stood there, one of the younger onlookers actually beckoned for Sophia to go over to him, whereupon he ejaculated over her bare stomach and breasts, hitting her square in the navel with one thick spurt of semen , one of many. She stood smiling with the thick, sticky seed of a man running down her belly! Then the whole room just went wild!

Sophia was spread on the floor as the men lined up to take turns fucking her. Even now I can hardly believe it. They fucked her like animals, one after the other, ejaculating inside her abdomen, thick, rich sperm, filling her to overflowing. The belly-dance is a celebration of female fertility, but this was ridiculous! She was loving it too. I had never seen her so wild, so possessed of orgiastic sexuality. She came and came and screamed out obscenities to her fuckers. 'Fuck me, oh yes, all of you, fuck me ... fill me with your seed ... empty your big fat balls into me!' She even swallowed semen.

Some of the men did actually have very large penises and one of them, a fat bald black man of about 50 had balls the size of duck eggs, perhaps even bigger! When he reached his climax, he withdrew his fat cock with a plop and squirted what seemed like a pint of the thickest, whitest sperm you could imagine, like cream only thicker. Sophia's tits, belly, thick pubic hair and thighs were completely covered in this amazing man's seed. It ran over the sides of my wife's belly in streams and filled her deep navel like a lake. Out came the cameras and before I could stop them, they were taking snap after snap of my wife's debauched nakedness, a river of seed running out of her slit, forming a pool on the floor.

Afterwards, she got dressed and followed me out to the car. When we got home she said nothing, just changed her semen-soaked clothes and went to bed, still full of the spunk that they had all pumped into her! On Saturday night Sophia is going to a stag night to belly-dance for them. I can't wait to watch her in action again!

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




GAME OF WATCHING

We are a married couple in our late twenties/early thirties. We have been married for the last eleven years and both enjoy life, especially sex, to the maximum. We have tried swinging but what happened recently to us has changed our lives, and we love it.

It all started when we were out for some fun. This particular club was new to us and we had gone there for dinner, to drink and to dance. It so happened that, as soon as we arrived, I went to the washroom while my wife went to the bar. When I returned, I couldn't find her. Looking for her, I eventually found her on the dance floor with this black guy who couldn't have been more than 30. I waited in the bar for the dance to finish, but when it did, my wife went with this guy to his table. I didn't know what to do, so I just waited in the bar.

Then suddenly I realized they were dancing again but this time it was a slow number and I could see the guy kissing and touching my wife! At first, I thought enough is enough, then I realized I was aroused by what I was seeing.

After about an hour, the guy went to the washroom. When I went up to my wife, I asked her what was going on and she told me that he was nice and she wanted to have a nice time with him. Then she reminded me of my fantasy to see her get fucked by a black guy. She then said to me, "Why don't you just watch today?"

I was so horny, I just said "How?" She told me to go home and stay in the guest room and she would leave the bedroom door open so that I could watch. I wasn't quite sure what was going to happen but I agreed to her plan, paid my bill and rushed home. After about an hour, they came home and as soon as they entered the bedroom, they got undressed. I was really shocked to see his shaft. It was bigger than any I'd ever seen - long, thick and hard like a rock. She tried to take the tip in her mouth but it was so thick that she couldn't.

This man fucked my wife the whole night and every time it went in her, I came just seeing that thing at work; he really knew how to use it. He left at about six in the morning and I climbed into bed and first cleaned her up with my tongue, then I fucked her. She had told the guy that I was away on business and would be returning in three days. He had then suggested that he'd come back the following evening, so we prepared ourselves for some more fun. However, we got another surprise when he walked in with a friend of his. He was also a black guy and they both fucked my wife dry. I was so busy playing with myself that I didn't realise when this guy came into the guest room and caught me red-handed.

Now Curtis comes in whenever he feels like it with his friends and fucks my wife silly. Last week he took her out while I did the baby-sitting. She returned in the morning and was too dog-tired to even talk. Later she told me Curtis took her to the home of a black friend of his, where the black fucked her while Curtis was busy with the black's wife.

The pleasure I get from all of this is still so intense. However, I must admit, I do prefer to be watching while these men put my wife through her paces.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




BLACK AND WHITE

Selena and the young Black man were stood against the miniature bar in the corner of the lounge. I was sat in my chair, in the recess furthest away from them. They were, of course, both fully aware of my presence, but never at any time did that have any effect either upon what they said to each other or what they did.

There is no denying that Selena is a beautiful woman although she was certainly a lot older than her companion. She has long, sexy legs that flow into softly rounded thighs, curved buttocks and a flat, soft tummy. Her breasts though were her most outstanding feature. They were full and softly rounded, peaking to high tips that only emphasised the fact that she was braless. Just once glance at the deep, wide and plunging cleavage of her black cocktail dress confirmed that as a fact.

The Black youth of no more than twenty was perfectly developed physically. The thin checked shirt he wore opened to the waist served to make obvious the great breadth of his shoulders and the depth of his chest, the muscles of which positively rippled. He was very Black, whilst Selena had one of those all-over golden tans that made one think of long hours in the sun. She wore nothing in the way of makeup, for with a complexion like hers, artificial boosts were totally unnecessary. Her sole adornments, in fa ct, apart from a gold chain on one ankle, were the long and pointed fingernails, which she had varnished a brilliant red.

For maybe twenty or thirty minutes they chatted together. Every now and then his curly black hair and her tresses would come closer together. There would be a smile on his rugged , and by no means handsome, face while she would allow herself a giggle or even a titter.

You could feel something brewing - a tension building up. They had a few drinks - she favoured white wine whilst he was on the malts. When the break did come, it surprisingly stemmed from the youth. I say surprisingly, because of the two, she was obviously the assured and confident; he appearing more wary, shy almost.

It started like this. She was standing for most of the time whilst he perched on a high stool. She reached over to the bowl of nuts on the bar top and as she did so, he slipped his left arm round her waist and held it there. She stood motionless for a moment and then she looked up at him, smiled and finally blew him a kiss. It was obviously the signal he'd been waiting for. I saw his chest fill as he breathed in deeply and then he was sliding his hand from her waist down onto her buttocks.

From then on it was sex - hot blatant sex - raw sex, almost - all the way. I heard her sigh softly and I'm sure she murmured, 'Darling... darling' very, very faintly. She moved up to him and then her arms were around his neck, they were kissing and even as their lips met, hers were already moist and parted. As they kissed, they were also loving one another with their hands. His were on her buttocks, moving from one soft, round cheek to the other and then pausing as he dug his long, Black middle finger in be tween her thighs. Selena's hands meantime were first on his chest and then moved down his belly to his crotch. I heard her gasp as she stroked her fingers over his bulge, then she was pulling down his zip and her hand was inside. Soon she was moaning his name, 'Roddy ... Roddy .... so big .... so big ....' Then, frustratingly almost, 'I can't get it out ... its too big ... too thick...'

He was whispering something to her very softly. So softly that I didn't catch it. But he was easing her slowly back from him and whilst she continued to stroke his cock through his slacks, his hands went to her breasts and seconds later he had freed them from her dress. He held one in each of his large, Black hands and I saw her nipples harden and pucker as he flicked his thumbs over them. Her nipples enticed him and, taking them in his mouth, he used his tongue to lick and his mouth to suck.

He pulled her body against his and kissed her. Their lips opened, their tongues repeated the kiss and they appeared to almost drink their passion from each other. He lifted her up and sat her on her own stool. As he did so she was pulling her dress up to her waist and spreading her thighs apart at the same time. I heard him gasp, for apart from her stockings, she was naked under the dress and even from where I was sat, I could see tiny droplets of her lust on the soft, bare lips of her pussy. Her clit was a tiny, round pink button. Then again she cried out his name as he sank his middle finger deep into her.

They were whispering to each other but again I couldn't hear. Next moment he was lifting her by her waist until she was high above his head. She opened her legs wide and started to tease her own cunt with her fingers as he slowly lowered her over his mouth and he was licking at her slit and nibbling on her clitty. Seconds later, she suddenly stiffened as he pushed his tongue deep inside her, moving it in and out. I could even see the sweet nectar on his lips and then she was shuddering in his arms as his cu nt-kisses brought her to orgasm.

I could only marvel at his strength as he took her weight in one hand and with the other he was pulling at his belt and zip as his slacks fell to his knees revealing his cock. How do you describe a cock such as that Black man's? Massive - huge - that will have to do. I haven't seen a bigger cock on a man. It was eleven inches long and my eyes told me that it was thicker than Selena's wrist. The main vein running along the top was almost obscene. It was so big as it throbbed purple-black against his stomach. The knobhead was positively ugly in its size and was like no other I'd ever seen before.

The look on Selena's face said it all - it was all her eyes said. Fear. Panic. Yet I also knew that she couldn't have refused him even if she had so wanted.

Slowly he began to lower her and as he looked into her lovely eyes, he held her further away from his own body. Briefly she lowered one hand till it was holding that huge cock then she was whispering to him once more and I saw her forcing her legs and cunt wider apart as he set her on the top of his rigid penis. Then she was screaming as, with one thrust, he pulled her all the way onto him. For a second they were still and I saw a tear rolling down her cheek, but the next moment she had wrapped her legs aro und his waist and her hands were around his neck.

He gently lowered her onto her back till she was spreadeagled across the deep pile of the carpet. I thought he was going to fuck her there and then, but I was mistaken. Instead they whispered to one another again and then stood up and they quickly stripped themselves naked - he completely so and she retaining only her self-support stockings. Again he knelt over her and she was reaching out and holding his penis. His cock was wet and gleaming black from her cunt juices and there was no hiding the excitement on her face as she realised the life-force that was pulsing the entire length of his prick. She started to guide it to her mouth, her lips parted and her tongue was licking around the rim. As she did so, she took one hand away from his shaft and began to lift and stroke his heavy, swaying balls.

I saw him reaching out for her large, round breasts and once more her nipples rose to the teasing of his fingers. She widened her mouth and he put one hand behind her head as he made to slide his cock over her tongue. I saw her cheeks bulge and he pushed another inch or more inside.

That is when he fucked her - not on her back though - instead he screwed her the way a dog mounts a bitch or the bull a cow. They'd been whispering as before and I'm sure she had asked for it this way. They started off with Selena on her hands and knees and her bum stuck in the air and with her thighs spread wide. He leaned over her back and as he reached round for her swinging breasts, she had her hands between her legs. Taking his giant cock in her fingers, she moved it till his knob was rubbing up and dw on her snatch.

Now he was really fucking her - I could hear her cunt squelch each time he pulled out and with each thrust I could see her pink pussy lips open and close. His weight and the sheer power of his screwing was forcing her head and then her tits flat onto the carpet, even her legs appeared to be splaying further and further apart. His fuck strokes were long and smooth and very fast, he must have been pulling all of seven inches out of her after ramming every thrust home. I could see her mouth open and close and she was making all manner of weird noises.

Then she began moving back up onto his pounding Black prick, his chest and her back were slick with sweat. Her eyes were open now but they were rolling in their sockets and I saw her hands and fingers clutching at the carpet pile. He was pounding that cock into her and he too began to make a low, growling noise that seemed to come from deep in his throat. His thrusts were unbelievably quick and I could hear his huge balls slap her upper thighs and buttocks almost non-stop. She began screaming out his name and the next second he was jetting his sperm into her. Then it was all over.

The scene I have just related is one of many that has taken place over the last few years. Roddy is Selena's first Black lover and he also has the largest tool of any of my wife's previous lovers. I so enjoy watching her with them, especially with Roddy - he is just so awesome!

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




BLACK AGAIN

One day my husband asked me about my fantasies. I told him that my greatest fantasy was a threesome with him and Mohammed Ali, so last week he decided to give me a treat.

One night he came home and told me that he had asked a Black friend from the office over for a drink. With a twinkle in his eye, he suggested I put on sexy underwear, so I went and put on my really pretty black teddy and black stockings under a very revealing dress. Now, I've always fancied making love with a Black man and have always had the 'hots' for Mohammed Ali and Sidney Poitier. Still, I've always been too shy to do anything about it. I started to get a bit nervous about what was to come and when the doorbell rang, I disappeared upstairs in embarrassment.

Downstairs, I could hear my husband Jim talking to someone else. Then the door opened and Jim came in on his own, telling me to relax and have fun. He slid my dress off and told me to squat doggie-style on the bed with my bottom in the air. Gently, he undid the bottom poppers on my teddy and began stroking my clit and cunt lips. I began to moan and could feel my love juices starting to flow as Jim forced his tongue into my cunt. Jim gets a kick out of taking raunchy photos of me and he snapped off some quick shots as I was getting warmed up.

Jim then slid underneath and after sucking my tits, gently pushed his cock into my cunt. At that moment, the door opened and I felt an extra pair of hands fondling me, pushing a finger slowly up me.

I was still on all fours and turned round to see this beautiful, muscular, gleaming Black man standing behind me with an enormous erection. I shuddered in anticipation and wondered if I could really manage two men at once.

Slowly, Leon pushed his prick against my bum while Jim was pumping up my cunt. But seeing Jim wasn't going to give up his hole, Leon came round to my head and I began to suck on him. The pace increased and both cocks began ramming into me. I was having orgasm after orgasm and felt like my mind had floated away. Finally Jim and Leon came at the same time, Leon especially flooding my mouth with his thick seed.

After we had rested, Jim sat back to watch as Leon mounted me, stretching me with his thick, slippery prick. He lasted much longer this time, pounding into me. I thought the bed was going to break. Jim was going crazy, watching and wanking as Leon thudded in and out. Then with one final lunge I felt his sperm jetting deep inside me as Jim shot off over my breasts.

As you can imagine, I was keen to see Leon again and my husband was eager to oblige. We've done it lots of times since, it just gets better and better. But I'm starting to get the itch for someone else, preferably big and Black!

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




BLACK THREESOMES

My husband loves to see me performing with other men, but it all started completely by accident, we hadn't planned anything at all. It was about five years ago, not long after we were married. We decided to stay in one Saturday night and have a few drinks at home. We settled down in front of the TV for a lazy night but we got so bored we went out after all.

We went to a little pub a few minutes drive away. My husband caught sight of one of his mates from work and brought him over to join us. He was a coloured guy, about the same age as us and quite handsome. He was a good laugh to be with and I quickly made friends with him. Something clicked between us right from the start and I could tell he fancied me. Every time I went to the ladies' room he gave my body the once over with his eyes. While my husband was buying drinks he told me that I had a lovely figure and paid me other compliments, some of them quite naughty but nice. He seemed to sense that I fancied him too and took full advantage of it.

The truth was that I had always had a fancy for coloured men, they somehow make me feel very sexy and flirtatious. I liked the idea of teasing a Black guy until he couldn't control himself and simply had to push me to the floor and fuck me in a frenzy of lust. Or sometimes I'd dream about having a Black lover. It may sound a bit odd but other girls have told me that they fantasies about similar things.

After the pub closed, we invited Wayne back for a drink. We put some nice slow records on ... and that's how it all started. I was dancing with my husband and our friend was sitting down on the settee. As we passed him, my husband lifted up my dress, pulled down my panties and said, 'Have you ever seen a white girl's bum before, Wayne?'

Wayne shook his head and my husband invited him to feel it, which he did. Normally I would have told him off and pulled my knickers back up, but under the circumstances and being a bit tipsy, I just made a joke of it and tossed them aside like a stripper, trying to look and act sexy.

A short while later my husband went to the loo, so I danced with Wayne. When my husband came back, Wayne was kissing me and his hand was between my legs with my dress pushed up above the waist. We both knew my husband would catch us but we just didn't care - and thankfully, neither did he. In fact, he joined us and encouraged us, so we just carried on.

We moved into the bedroom and began to strip off our clothes. It felt wonderful to undress in front of a stranger. Honestly, Wayne had an enormous erection, the biggest I've ever seen, even in blue movies. The rest of him wasn't bad either.

Wayne pushed me back onto the bed and I spread my legs for him. I was really wet and just aching to feel his huge Black rod inside me. My husband lay beside us, gently stroking my tits and nipples while Wayne plunged in and out of me like a steam hammer. It was great having the attentions of two men at the same time. I was loving it and so were they.

Wayne had so much stamina and my husband was getting really excited watching us fucking. He had always said that seeing a Black man fuck a white woman was the sexiest thing he could think of. In my dreams I had always imagined that Black men were better lovers than white men and now I was finding that it really was true. Soon I was coming and my body shook with the sheer force of my orgasm. Wayne speeded up to meet my writhings and I felt him shoot his hot seed into me.

My husband couldn't wait to enter me then and I turned round so that he could have me doggy fashion while I sucked on Wayne's lovely cock. He was soon hard again and as soon as my husband had spunked into me, Wayne wanted me again.

Wayne made love to me in a way that no-one has ever done before, the way I had always dreamed about. But don't get me wrong, my husband is the only man I love and it has only been sex between me and Wayne and the other men we have since met for occasional threesomes.

But Wayne was special because he helped get the whole thing going, he was also my first Black lover and the first man to really and fully satisfy me in bed. He still joins us sometimes but we also advertise in contact mags, usually for Black guys because I prefer them. I have found that when we have threesomes with white guys, it doesn't last long and both men finish quickly, leaving me high and dry. Black guys keep going all night. I prefer them and so does my husband. We both think threesomes are great fun.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




GORDON BLUE

'Do you want a photo of it, mate?' His words brought me out of my reverie and I apologized to the black youth alongside me in the pub toilet. Complimenting him on the size of his penis, I remarked that I had never seen such a big one.

Rejoining my wife, I told her what I had just seen, pointing out the youth at the bar. Pat wanted me to describe it to her, which I did as best I could, and from her wriggling on the seat while I described the lad's equipment, I knew my wife was feeling randy. The youth, he was just 19, was on his own. Finishing his drink, he pulled some loose change, counting it before heading towards the door. Moving quickly, I intercepted him and asked if he'd join my wife and I for a drink.

While we stood at the bar waiting to be served, I pointed Pat out to him, saying that I had been telling her about the size of his cock and she was interested in seeing it for herself. Gordon looked from me to her, a puzzled expression on his face. There was no-one near and leaning closer, I whispered to him how I would like to see him in action with her. At this his face lit up. When we'd been served I suggested to Gordon that he sit next to Pat while I sat opposite them at the table.

We are in our mid-forties and have been married for 26 years. Both our children are in their twenties and left home a few years ago. Since having the house to ourselves we have experimented with various aspects of sex. It was during a holiday in Corfu three years ago that we discovered our chief pleasure. With my encouragement, Pat had sex with a handsome Greek while I watched. We both found it a tremendously exciting event, so much so that five days later we repeated it with a second man, having lost track of the first. From then on, whenever we were away from home, I kept an eye open for something similar and at the time we met Gordon, my wife had had sex with 9 men, all watched by yours truly.

She had told me of her desire to experience intercourse with a man possessing a really big penis, which I now explained to Gordon. He proved to be a very willing participant and so we took him to our house. I drove, suggesting the others travel in the back and get to know one another. He wasn't backward and they were soon necking. At the first traffic light on red, I turned round to see he had his hand up my wife's skirt. As she was wearing stockings he would have no trouble finding what he was after.

The others went in while I garaged the car, Gordon having agreed to stay the night. When I entered the house, I stopped in the doorway of the lounge to enjoy the sight that met my eyes. My wife's blouse was undone and open. One of her tits hung out the top of her bra and her skirt was pushed up. She sat with her legs open and Gordon's hand was busy inside her black knickers. They were obviously enjoying themselves.

Although my wife enjoys her sexual interludes with other men, she would never have done it without my encouragement and this would be the first time that I would actually pay a man to fuck her, but more about that later.

I poured drinks for us all and turned back to find Gordon had got my wife's knickers off and was fingering her with a roughness that made her gasp. Then I sat watching him strip her naked. He was very impatient and I suggested that he get undressed and let Pat suck him off, that way he would last longer when he eventually fucked her. Gordon did as suggested and I laughed at Pat's excitement when she saw his huge black cock for the first time. She flashed a look of gratitude at me for making her dream come true.

Telling Gordon to lie on the carpet, she then knelt at his side. With hands that seemed to shake a little, she handled his big fat cock. His hand had been roaming around her bottom but it dropped to the floor and he began moaning softly as my wife licked his cock, knowing from experience all the sensitive spots. There was no way she would be able to take that big one into her mouth but she sucked the end of it and managed to get her lips around the glans while fondling his equally large balls. It didn't take him long to come and he shot a prodigious amount of sperm into her mouth. There was too much to swallow and some ran thickly down her chin.

I have never photographed Pat with another man and I decided to rectify that now. While she was absent in the bathroom, I asked Gordon if he minded being photographed while he fucked her. He hesitated and it was then that I offered him money, knowing him to be unemployed and hard up. His face lit up and asked how much. I offered him 10 pounds but he stuck out for fifteen which I gave him.

In the bedroom I started taking pictures of them lying together, kissing and fondling. Soon he mounted my wife and she gasped as he tried to get his cock in. His bum was lowered between her thighs and she groaned to feel him filling and stretching her vagina. Her groans grew louder while I watched the undulating motion of Gordon's bottom. Pat was clawing at his back and really yelling while he fucked her. Eventually, seeing the spasmodic convulsions of his bum between my wife's kicking legs, I guessed he was shooting into her. When he rolled off, I was excited to see the way my wife's cunt gaped open from the pounding he had given her, and the thick white seed that was slowly running from her hole down onto the sheets. She just laid there as it ran out, a huge pool of wetness forming beneath her bottom. The smell of his sperm filled the bedroom. It was intoxicating.

In the morning, after watching him fucking her again and seeing the pleasure she got from it, I asked Gordon if he would like to come around again. She was so infatuated with his big cock that in those first few weeks he would fuck her about four days a week.

We still see Gordon a year later and he still fucks my wife several times a week, seeming to prefer her to girls of his own age, while she revels in his big fat cock.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




SEX SHOP

I would like to tell you about a very exciting experience which occurred to my wife Pat and myself whilst we were on holiday. We are both in our early forties. Pat is a very attractive blonde, 35-25-36. It was a complete surprise what happened, but very enjoyable and we will always remember it.

Whilst shopping one day in a little Portuguese town, a dark man approached us in the street asking us if we were English. He followed us around, talking in very broken English, saying that he loved the English people.

Pat was wearing a brief T-shirt and jeans and suddenly seemed very flushed. I then noticed he was stroking her bottom through her jeans. He was digging his fingers into the cheeks of her bottom and trying to feel between her legs.

After arriving back at our apartment we discussed it fully, only to find that Pat had been turned on more than she could remember and we had a good fuck on the strength of it. I hadn't seen Pat as randy as this for a very long time.

We decided we would meet the man the next day and see what would happen. Pat wore a bikini top and a white mini skirt which showed off her lovely legs, but wore no knickers. When we got to the shop that he owned, he recognised us and started to walk towards us. Pat turned her back on him, parted her legs and bent down as if to look at something. Her skirt rode right up over her arse, giving him a brief moments view of her wide open pussy. She stood up as soon as he reached us. As he stood talking, he wasted no time in putting his hand under Pat's skirt and stroking her bottom. She slowly opened her legs and he fingered her cunt. Pat quickly had an orgasm and he then removed his fingers and licked her juices from them.

He asked if we would return when the shop closed and we assured him that we would look forward to it.

Pat dressed in a white see-through blouse, no bra, black suspender belt and sheer black stockings, no panties, red mini skirt and red high heels.

On the drive to the shop, I couldn't resist feeling Pat's legs and pussy. She was very, very wet indeed. We parked at the shop and went in. The man was very pleased to see us and asked us to go through to the back while he locked up.

Pat was in a right old state so we decided to give him a nice surprise on his return. Pat stripped off until she was only in suspender belt and stockings (and her red shoes). She then bent over the back of his sofa, legs wide apart, bum in the air, cunt wide open and very wet. She really was highly aroused. We waited a few minutes, during which time, Pat was clenching her bum cheeks and the juices were flowing freely when suddenly he appeared in the doorway.

When he saw the sight before him, he started to ramble on in Portuguese. He then walked over and started to stroke Pat's bottom, legs and thighs. She was moaning loudly. He stroked her pussy lips as though they were a valuable piece of china. He looked at me and smiled, quickly undressed, then knelt down and started to kiss and lick her thighs. He then ran his tongue the full length of Pat's cunt. She convulsed then had an orgasm. He then got to work on her pussy with his fingers and tongue. He opened her up and held her open while he fucked her with his tongue, sticking it in very deep and driving her crazy with lust.

After about half an hour of this and Pat pleading with him to fuck her, he eventually complied. He stood behind her, rubbing his cock over her pussy, spreading her juices all over the tops of her thighs. He was very thick in dimensions and he teased Pat with it. Then he started to push and he just kept going until their pubic hairs meshed together. He then started to screw her very slowly. I thought he was very near to coming, but I was wrong. He speeded up, giving her a merciless fucking. He really rammed it into her and the harder it got, the more she loved it.

I had never seen my wife so randy and seeing a strange man, naked, between her thighs, screwing her for all he was worth, excited me more than you could imagine. By this time, I was also naked, with the biggest hard-on I've ever had.

He finally rammed home and I saw his arse clench as he emptied his seed inside her lovely pussy. Then I took his place and I cannot express the joy of fucking a cunt full of their combined love-juices. Her cunt was so wet that I came almost immediately.

We both fucked her again that night and when we finally arrived at our apartment, Pat's thighs and bottom were awash with spunk. I spent an hour licking her pussy, then I fucked her again.

We went back to the shop owner every remaining night of our holiday for good hard sex. When we finally left to come home, he presented us with a beautiful antique set of brass scales. They now take pride of place on our mantelpiece as a constant reminder of our lovely stay in Portugal.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




AUDIENCE WITH ALICE

Last summer, some men watched my wife Alice and I screwing amid the sand dunes and it was very exciting for us both. Ever since then she has been talking about putting on a show for some men. So we put an advert in a magazine for voyeurs and got an audience for Alice.

We selected three who agreed that watching Alice do a striptease and to watch me fuck her was all they wanted and also to take some photos.

On the day, Alice was very nervous but excited at the same time. She had on a basque and black stockings, panties, skirt and a blouse. The doorbell rang and I met Eric who was tall and slim and in his early 30's and John, who was in his early 20's, who had described himself as well-endowed. Alice was very randy and was already showing a lot of stocking top. The two men sat on the sofa with drinks, then the bell rang once more. It was Den, a West Indian with very large lips, that Alice had liked in the photo he had sent.

I felt nervous and excited at the thought of my wife doing a striptease in front of three strangers. I put the music on and she slowly stripped down to the basque and stockings. She was clearly enjoying showing all. She looked at John and the bulge in his trousers and told him to stand up. She then unzipped his fly and got his very big prick out and started wanking it.

At this, the other two stripped themselves. Eric got behind her and stuck his tongue up her. I noticed that Den's cock was about the same size as John's but much thicker.

This had already gone much further than we had planned but I felt powerless to intervene. They bent her over the chair and made her take them in turn. First Eric, then John and finally Den. I watched each of them as their buttocks clenched before spilling their thick seed into her.

When the men left, the room was stinking of sex and I took my turn in her ravaged cunt.

We both enjoyed it so much, we're planning to do it again soon with more strangers.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




WATCHING IN THE WARDROBE

I want to tell you all about my wife Lisa and her adventure with a much younger man. We've been married twenty years and have a daughter and younger son in their mid/late teens. I'm 42 and Lisa is 38. Lisa started to wear sexy clothes, short and tight, her figure is nice and slim and she has long, sexy legs. It's made her look attractive and horny and for proof she's managed to get herself in the club again and I'm not the father - its my son's friend!

Over the years sex had become a chore for me. It got worse after my vasectomy six years ago. We tried all ways of livening up our sex life using imaginary situations which involved other partners. Soon Lisa discouraged the ideas I had of me having another woman.

So we only pretended after that, about her having other men - mainly coloured, I might add, which made it exciting for me. Lisa has a thing about Black men and she gets turned on and excited at the thought of a coloured guy screwing her in front of me.

Then I got hold of a set of explicit photos from a bloke at work. They featured a Black man having it off with a white girl. Lisa loved them and was soon comparing the size of that man's cock with my feeble five inch offering and she got herself even more aroused by humiliating me and acting the superior bitch.

She would talk a lot about having a Black man shag her but never once did I think she would indulge her fantasies, as I thought our marriage was settled and stable. She didn't do anything about it and still seemed content with my slim dick and my tongue slopping around inside her minge.

Ever since Lisa had Karen, our daughter, she's had a big, juicy wet pussy (and since screwing young Danny for ten weeks or so, its got even more juicier and bigger, due to his huge, thick, nine inch cock) and its taken a lot of filling.

I suppose her thoughts of really doing it took off last summer. We had been out for the day and got home earlier than we planned. What a shock we had. There on the living room floor was Karen having it off with a Black guy, who turned out to be one of our son's friends called Danny. They were so into it they hadn't heard us come in. We stood there stunned, watching his tight Black bum powering a big thick cock in and out of Karen's yawning pussy. He had her long slim legs up over his broad shoulders and she squealed as she took his full length. Lisa held my hand and squeezed it tightly.

I wanted to put a stop to it and break them up but Lisa pulled me away and closed the door behind us. She was panting and her eyes seemed glazed. She dragged me out of the house and down to the pub. She acted strangely and seemed different. After her third vodka she whispered, 'Wow, did you see that cock and the way he was using it. God, I'm glad I got her on the pill when I did.'

Lisa was wide-eyed and I knew she was aroused by what she had seen. Strangely enough, so was I, even though it had been my eighteen year old daughter I'd seen being well and truly humped by a Black. The sight of that long, thick young Black cock buried deep in my daughter's tight minge had really got to me.

Lisa noticed my growing erection and said, 'It's got you turned on, hasn't it Phil? I bet you would like to see me getting all that meat, wouldn't you?'

I could only mumble, 'And I bet you wouldn't mind having it either, would you?'

She blushed and looked away and I knew I'd hit the mark. When we got home Danny had left and Karen had gone to bed, so we rushed up to our bedroom and had great sex. I fucked and sucked Lisa's swollen, dripping minge. She raised her hips and drew my face down into her wet, juicy folds. I feverishly licked and wanked as she kept on murmuring, 'What a lovely cock, oh what a cock.'

We kept it up until she had at least three orgasms. We were both shattered and I then vowed I'd get to see Lisa getting herself fucked by Danny's big Black porker.

Nothing happened though and over the months it got to be less important in Lisa's mind. Well, I thought it had. We would sometimes see Danny with our son and we guessed he was still having it off with Karen as she often went out with him, but we never caught them at it again.

Then, ten weeks or so ago, We had Paul's birthday party. All his mates were invited, including Danny. Karen had her new boyfriend so she didn't take up with Danny, not that it made any difference to him. He seemed to have taken a shine to Lisa. Well, she was all dolled up and wearing one of her shortest skirts, and she was wearing stockings as well, on her long, shapely legs. I could well understand Danny's sudden interest in my wife; she looked and was a prick tease, and she knew it. And from the way she w as behaving with him, I suddenly realised my fantasy could soon be for real.

Lisa danced with Danny and she snuggled up to him. I got one hell of an erection seeing his huge Black hands fondling her plump bottom, digging in and drawing her up against his groin. They just rubbed against each other, looking into each other's eyes and not caring who saw them.

Later, Lisa came over to me with a wicked glint in her eye and she looked down at my bulging trousers.

'Well, is it alright for me to have Danny tonight?' she asked. 'He wants me and says I have the sexiest body here. He said he'd like to bed me later and I've told him yes. Is it okay, Phil?'

I gulped and just nodded my head. Then I said, 'Is it alright if I watch as well?'

She looked at me and said, 'No, you can't, you pervert, you might put him off and I don't want that to happen.'

I begged her but she wouldn't be moved. Then I said, 'Will it be alright if I hide in the wardrobe and watch? I promise I won't make a noise or disturb you. Please, Lisa, let me.'

She thought about it for a moment then said it would be OK as long as I kept quiet and didn't wank too loudly. She went back to him and more or less stayed with him the rest of the night. It was so exciting.

All the time they flirted, I had a constant hard-on. I knew it would happen and that she was his. Lisa seemed to be entranced by him and he seemed well pleased and kept smiling across at me. He had every right to feel pleased. I could well understand his eagerness to screw a real woman such as Lisa and I could see my wife wanted him - she knew only too well what he had between his legs waiting to satisfy her. Danny may be young but he had the cock virility and stamina of an experienced man. I knew he would take her to ecstasy and beyond.

The party seemed to break up, so I pretended to sink a lot of whisky and get drunk. I staggered upstairs and hid myself to watch what was going on. Danny and Lisa got more blatant. I saw Karen and her boyfriend go into her bedroom as I hid in the airing cupboard. Then Paul came up and into his room. I could hear Lisa seeing the others off until it went quiet, then I looked over the balcony and saw Danny and Lisa kissing in the hall.

Danny said, 'What about your old man, won't he mind?'

Lisa told him I was sound asleep in the box room and that I wouldn't disturb them. He then grabbed her and kissed her and his hands were all over her. I crept into our bedroom and hid in the wardrobe and dropped my pants to the floor. I stood in the darkness waiting.

Suddenly the wardrobe door opened and Lisa stood there laughing at me. She saw the state I was in and said 'pervert' but she was alone. I asked where Danny was and she told me he was in the toilet and that he'd be in soon. She wiggled her hips seductively and said, 'You really mean it then, you want me to have it off with him while you watch and get your kicks? I think you're crazy, not that I mind. As long as I get what Karen got I'm all for it. I think we will all enjoy tonight, don't you?'

Lisa closed the door and as Danny came in I heard her giggling, then the sound of them kissing. Then Danny said, 'God, you're a gorgeous woman, Lisa, that prick you call a husband doesn't know what he's missing. He didn't seem to care what you did.'

Lisa said, 'Don't be so sure, lover, he's quite kinky really. He wanted to watch.'

I heard Danny gasp at that and he said, 'He knows then, thank God you said no to him, watching is not my scene.'

Lisa started moaning and said, 'Maybe another time, Danny.'

I just cracked open the door and caught my breath. Lisa and Danny were just inches away. They were locked together in a French kiss, her arms were around his neck and his were around her waist and under her skirt. He lifted it and I watched him pull her knickers halfway down, then push his fingers between her lush thighs. I just touched my dick and came my lot with a groan, spunking against the door. Lisa must have heard me because she looked towards me with a frown on her face, then she winked before going back to kissing him.

Danny undid her blouse and skirt and she wriggled out of her knickers. She almost ripped his shirt off and then unzipped his jeans. His jeans joined her skirt on the floor and she eased his pants down. His cock sprang out and Lisa gasped. I thought it was fully erect until she took it in her hand and wanked the foreskin up and down over the wet shiny helmet. It grew even more until he had a right stonker on. What a size it was - all I can say is that it was magnificent as it stood to attention, curving upwards towards his belly button. He was all man and all because of my sexy wife.

He laid her on the bed and held her legs open and up over his shoulders. He rubbed the pink knob up and down her gash, making her cry out and heave upwards. Her swollen labia seemed to cling to it. Then suddenly he was forcing the head between her gaping cunt lips. Lisa gasped and groaned, lifting her hips as he fucked in and out, slowly but surely sinking his fat cock inch by inch into her grasping minge until his heavy spunk-filled balls slapped against the stretched cheeks of her bum. The way Lisa urged him on it was obvious she didn't give a toss about her unprotected state - all she was intent on was feeling his cock porking her and enjoying the sensations of being fucked so deeply. She came very quickly on his rigid gleaming Black cock and as it rapidly slid in and out of her cunt she erupted again loudly.

I had myself well in hand as he pounded her plump bottom into our matrimonial mattress. When I came I sprayed spunk all over the place and groaned so loud I was sure he must have heard me, but he was fully occupied ramming that magnificent hunk of meat into Lisa's yawning minge. My wife squealed loudly as his thrusts got quicker and shorter - he was about to come, very soon. Lisa was in trouble, as I knew he was going to shoot his spunk deep into her womb and I did nothing to prevent it. I gazed at them fucking like mad, my hand pumping the length of my dick. She wanted it, he wanted it and I was too excited.

Suddenly he grunted and shouted, 'Fucking hell!' He pushed his cock fully home so it was buried deep in Lisa's minge. She wailed while his backside jerked, his muscles twitched and his body went as rigid as his cock.

Lisa cried, 'You've fucked me, you've fucked me.' and she kept calling his name. Her bottom gyrated her cunt around his pumping cock as he unloaded his spunk deep into her womb. He eased off her and I could see his fat cock all wet with her juice. Then I looked at her cunt - it hung open obscenely, the inner walls covered in a frothy cream, her petal like inner lips seemingly grasping as his sperm began oozing out. That's when I came again.

They laid there panting, then Lisa said, 'Oh Danny, you're wonderful, I've never felt like this before. I think I want you again.'

She reached for his limp cock and began to wank it, then the horny bitch rolled over and placed her lips over his knob and sucked it and wanked it. Slowly, it grew in her mouth until she had to pull away. Oh, to be so young and virile and full of spunk. She kept licking along his length and looking towards me as she cleaned his cock.

The sexy cow then rolled over onto her knees, with her bum towards me and said, 'I want it this way now Danny.'

He got behind her and pushed his cock right up her. He played with her swinging tits as he fucked in and out and soon Lisa was coming again. She was in ecstasy. When he came, he gripped her hips and pulled her back onto his spurting cock, making sure she couldn't get away. Not that she wanted to because she screamed out his name as she pushed back at him.

When they'd finished, she wanted him to stay but he insisted on leaving so he dressed and she saw him out.

When she came back up, I was out of the wardrobe. She asked me if I was satisfied. I told her it had been fantastic and that I'd like her to do it again for me. She laughed and said, 'Try stopping me.'

She laid back on the bed, her legs open so I could see into her sticky minge. I got erect again seeing all that thick sperm leaking out of her. She stroked her labia and told me she had felt his giant knob right in the neck of her womb and that it had felt great when his spunk pumped into her. I reached down and pushed my fingers into her cunt and played with her swollen clit while wanking myself off. We both came, almost together. Then we slept.

The next morning we were both shattered and she told me she was seeing him again and had asked him round that evening. Well, as you can guess, Lisa had her fill of him again while I stood in the dark wardrobe tossing myself off. It was better than I had ever hoped for - she and I were hooked on his cock.

On Monday evening she received a big bunch of red roses from him and since then he's screwed my horny wife at least three times a week. He's been seeing her over two months now and they seem unable to get enough. She's asked him again if I can watch and wank over them and he said he will think about it. Until then, all I can do is masturbate in the wardobe, and now she's letting me go down on her to bring her off after he's gone. So far, its been a wonderful experience for her, and for me, of course.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




THE WATCHER

We were looking through the contact section of a magazine when we came across a photo of a very attractive young black man, with a super endowment, who was seeking to join a couple. There was something about him which really caught Selena's attention. We have entertained other men on a number of occasions now and it excites us both tremendously.

Selena wrote off to him with a photo of herself showing off all her marvellous attributes.

Both of us were very excited (and nervous) when we answered the door that Friday night. He gave her a bouquet of flowers and confidently followed us into the lounge. We had a few drinks and exchanged information about ourselves.. He was a salesman and had all the chat and confidence of someone who uses his personality to make a living. Soon my wife and I were relaxed enough to laugh at his risque jokes.

I went to the bathroom and when I came back he had an arm around my wife's waist and was kissing her passionately. One of his hands was sliding up her thigh, hitching the skirt up until the crotch of her white panties was visible. My hard-on throbbed in my trousers and I couldn't wait to see him get undressed.

Her knees parted as he pushed his hand higher and stroked her pussy through the thin material of her panties. She was whimpering with pleasure as his fingers stroked and probed. I could see the material beginning to become translucent as her juices soaked into it. They didn't seem to be aware of my presence, so I sat down as quietly as possible and watched.

Her hands were busy undressing him and when she got rid of his trousers and underpants I saw that his description had been no exaggeration. My own cock stiffened even more as his whopper of a black cock came springing out. It seemed even larger than Selena's biggest dildo. I heard her gasp with pleasure and amazement when her hand closed around the thick shaft and her fingers did not meet her thumb, which gives you an idea of the massive girth of his cock. I tugged my own prick out and began to slowly rub it as I watched my wife playing with the monster. I was bigger than I had ever been and my heart was thumping wildly.

With his help she slipped out of her clothes. She looked like she was in the throes of a raging fever, her face was flushed and beads of perspiration trembled on her upper lip and brow. Her eyes were almost bulging as she looked down at what she was holding in her hand.

She pushed the young man down so that he lay on his back. In this position his cock looked even bigger. I was desperate to see that huge organ plunge between Selena's wet folds. Still not letting go of his cock, she knelt between his spread legs and guided the knob to her mouth. I watched with bated breath as she managed to open her mouth wide enough to take the knob inside.

Moving her head up and down, she gradually increased the rhythm of her sucking, coating the flushed shaft with her saliva as her lips stretched round it like an elastic band. I could see from the movement of her cheeks that she was applying a fierce suction to the head and using her tongue to increase his pleasure.

She could only take a small amount of the gigantic cock into her mouth but she used her fist to make up for this. He seemed to like it because he was jerking wildly, his hands clasped behind the back of her head, trying to get her to take even more of his gargantuan cock inside her mouth. I heard myself silently urging him to spill his seed inside her sucking mouth so that she could swallow his thick load, but Selena had other ideas and she removed her mouth from his cock. I saw it glistening with a mixture of saliva and lipstick, which made it look even more imposing. She shifted and slid forwards till she was lying on top of him. This was the moment I was most looking forward to, the moment when his thick cock would slide into her body, piercing her deeper than she had been before, stretching her labia to tearing point. I was ready to come!

His hands clasped her eagerly, sliding down her back until his fingers could sink into the firm cheeks of her bottom, pulling the buttocks apart. I could now clearly see her crinkly rosebud and below it her pussy, which was gaping open and revealing the inner folds, a sure sign that my wife was so aroused that she was on the brink of coming. I caught a glimpse of a long teardrop of pussy juice hanging down from her clit. I had only a few seconds to feast my eyes on this most erotic vision before she guided his knob against her cunt.

He dipped a finger into the juice running out of her cunt and then screwed it into her small, tight back hole just as she lowered herself and impaled her cunt on his upright cock. I held my breath as I watched that incredible cock slowly disappear inside her descending cunt. She was whimpering as if in pain, but she made no move to lift herself off, instead she kept pressing down until every inch had disappeared from view.

They started to fuck, his cock and his finger keeping time. It was fascinating and extremely arousing to watch another man fucking my wife, another cock ploughing back and forth, driving deeply into the hole I'd fucked so often. I knew I'd never stretched it so wide before.

She rocked up and down, the rhythm becoming faster and faster, until he was lifting his bottom off the settee as he rammed his huge cock into her descending cunt in a non-stop pounding which made the furniture shake.

With a roar of excitement, he rammed his cock upward one last time and held her tight against him as she writhed her hips. It was obvious they were both coming and from experience I could imagine her cunt muscles clenching his spurting cock and encouraging it to ejaculate every last drop of spunk. I was so excited that I spilled my sperm all over myself as his cream began to ooze out.

They clung onto each other as they panted, their sweat mingling. I decided to leave them to it and went upstairs and got into bed.

It was nearly four o'clock in the morning before Selena slipped into bed beside me. She took my hand and guided it to her pussy. It was extremely swollen and very wet.

She whispered in my ear, telling me some of the things he'd done to her. I couldn't believe that she'd let him do some of the things she told me about, but when I explored her backside I found it full to overflowing with his sticky seed.

I would have thought that she would have been exhausted from the pounding she'd received but I was wrong and soon I was fucking her, slamming my prick into her spunk filled cunt as hard as I could while allowing my finger to fill her slimy bottom.

The young man is now a frequent visitor to our house and they both have insisted that I stay and watch as they explore the more deviant ways of sex.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




FRENCH UNDRESSING

My wife Annie and I have been married five years, I am 42 and Annie 32. We have a great sex life and often fantasize when making love. Annie has a thing about younger men and loves to make up stories about going to bed with young studs - say about 20 years old. The glorious discovery of a new, young body. That wonderful moment of the first time feel of a naked man. These thoughts get her so horny. Could it ever happen? I sometimes wished it would. The fantasy of sharing her was so erotic.

We have just returned from a holiday in Spain and have been over what happened time and time again - we no longer have to fantasise!

We arrived at our apartment just after lunch and decided to relax for the rest of the afternoon. Annie changed into a skimpy bikini and went to sunbathe on the balcony while I went to do some shopping for essential provisions and a couple of drinks.

When I returned, I heard my wife's laughter throught the open doors leading from the lounge/diner to the balcony. Investigating, I found Annie seated with a dark young guy. They were leaning close together and obviously sharing a very funny joke.

"Ian, this is Paul from next door, he's French," Annie giggled. Our balcony was linked to the next with only a low, separating trellis.

I extended my hand and Paul, putting down the wine bottle with which he was filling my wife's glass, shook hands. He was staggeringly handsome, with dark eyes and a fit, trim, muscular black body. He was about 6'2". Pouch-like trunks barely concealed a bulging package of balls and penis that any man would be proud to show off. A true Adonis, he was in his early twenties.

"Paul is over here to take part in some wind surfing races," my wife explained. "Get a glass and join us." I went to the kitchen and brought back a glass which Paul filled. Although I had only been away for a couple of hours, my wife was already quite tipsy.

It was obvious that Annie was very attracted to this man, and he to her. My wife is a sensual woman with a slim, curvy body; full, firm, pert breasts; glorious peach-like bottom and long elegant legs.

Paul's English was excellent. He had a tremendous sense of humour and we spent a very enjoyable couple of hours drinking and chatting to him. I couldn't help thinking he would make a super stud for one of our fantasies. My mind was racing. Imagine that night... Annie and Paul... Would I really want it? The thought of it made my cock stir.

Annie's disappointment was obvious when Paul apologised for having to leave - he was meeting some friends later that evening. I too was sorry he couldn't stay, I found his empathy with my wife strangely erotic. And he seemed reluctant to leave.

"Trust you, " I smiled at Annie after he had gone. "Only here five minutes and you've got a male sniffing after you!" I joked.

"Wasn't he gorgeous," drooled Annie, "and that bulge - I could hardly keep my hands to myself. I've gone tingly just thinking about him. Just imagine if...." She stopped and winked. We both knew what she thought.

That night I lay next to Annie feeling so randy. She fondled my penis as I played with her clit, nibbling a breast. We discussed Paul. Annie admitted she found him very attractive. She squeezed me hard and leaned over me. "Do you think Paul would like to fuck me?"

I nodded, "I'm sure he'd love to stretch his penis inside you. What about a little fantasy, imagine him shaking with lust for you, cock erect." I coaxed.

I felt almost breathless with lust when she replied, "I don't think we have to fantasise - I think we could really do it with him! In fact, I know so." She stared in a peculiar way, as if she were a stranger, not my wife. Up to now, we had shared only harmless fantasies. I knew what Annie proposed, the real thing, was very dangerous.

"What do you mean, you know so?" I blurted. Annie bent down and ran her tongue along the length of my now erect penis. "I can tell he wants me and he knows I want him. I made it obvious, I couldn't help it," she said. She looked at me in deadly earnest. "Would you be jealous, you know, if he really fucked me? Can you imagine it? Just like we fuck. But Paul and me, our two naked bodies together in bed. His penis right up me. Me kissing him, urging him on to ejaculate inside me..."

I had to stop her, stop her fondling me and stop her sexy talk. She was bringing me to the verge of orgasm. I quickly pulled her hand away.

"Ooh, you nearly came, you randy sod! Just me talking about it! You'd love it, wouldn't you?" But then she warned, "It's one hell of a step for a husband to take, a step of no return. We couldn't undo it. You could never take away the fact that he had been inside me. That we had screwed. That he had filled me with his sperm. Would you really be able to cope with that?"

I knew Annie was testing me, trying to discover if I would really go the whole way. And she was enjoying it. She fondled me more, making sure I was still worked up, wanting me to say yes. The urge to go ahead and do it was unbearable.

"Well," she demanded. Annie saw I had doubts. "Isn't our love big enough for it?" The drink was talking. "Its not that. He might have some disease or anything," I mumbled.

Annie was ready for this one. She explained that he had a partner who was joining him next week. They'd been together for over a year. She was sure he was safe. 'He is very careful with partners." She was insistant. When she gets horny, Annie can be very insistant. "How on earth do you know all this," I asked.

"You were away nearly two hours, we talked a lot, we seemed to equate well," smiled Annie. "You know you'd love to watch him fucking me and there couldn't be a better time than on holiday. We can't get too involved in a couple of weeks. But would you be able to cope?"

I knew that she wanted him badly and I felt so randy thinking about it. They must have discussed it. "OK," I agreed. "I'm sure I won't be jealous." My hands were shaking at the thought.

"Oh you beauty," she sucked my cock, she was so pleased. "But how are we going to set it up?" I asked.

"Just leave him to me," exclaimed Annie. I was now so worked up I had to screw and I moved over my wife to make love. But she pushed me away, saying we should stay randy for Paul. And she wouldn't discuss it anymore. She wouldn't tell me anything more about their conversation.

To cut a long story short, Annie was knocking on Paul's door at 11 the next morning - to borrow some coffee. She wore only her tiny bikini. There was no answer to her knock so she went around to the balcony, crossed the trellis and knocked on the patio doors. Then she disappeared inside.

She returned about 10 minutes later, a big bath towel wrapped around her, looking breathless and flushed. "What the hell have you been up to, why the towel?" I demanded, eager to find out why she was so long.

"Oh Ian, he is terrible. He was in bed, I woke him up. He said it would cost me." Annie was flustered.

"What did it cost you?" I couldn't wait to hear what had happened, my knees felt weak. A randy, nervous jealousy mingled with lust, engulfed me.

"He wanted a kiss. He got out of bed and kissed me. He was so good. Soon his hands were everywhere, he undid my top, tickled my nipples then asked me for my bikini bottom. I had to, I couldn't help it. He was standing next to me in his pyjamas. He took my bottom down. Then he was pressing against me - it got so big - it was poking out so hard and black and smooth with a big, purple end. And he wouldn't give me my bikini back. He just told me to come back here and he would join us in a minute. I think he was worried that you may not be a willing party to all this. I told him it was OK but I don't think he was sure." Annie rushed out her story.

Before I could quiz her about it, Paul was on our balcony. "Your sexy wife forgot her bikini," he smiled, walking through the open door. "You really must stop your beautiful wife jumping out of her clothes for strange men," laughed Paul.

I smiled nervously as I eyed him. The room was hot, no air conditioning. The atmosphere was electric with sex. Paul was so sure of himself, almost cocky! My body felt weak, butterflies in my stomach, hands shaking. The delicious feeling of a mixture of jealousy and lust was now unbearable. When a woman gives a man her body, she gives him her whole being - the ultimate gift - total intimacy. This was leading to exactly that. This man was going to take my wife.

Paul was an extrovert. He took charge. "Come here, my little sexpot, I would like my towel back and you won't need these," he whispered, tossing me her bikini bottom. Annie walked to him like a robot. He pulled away the towel and she stood naked, facing him, her back to me. Her fabulous hour-glass figure, firm round buttocks, wide hips, narrow waist - all now on view to both of us. Paul's eyes roamed her body.

Paul claimed her with a kiss. He took her face between his hands and kissed her. They exchanged tongues. His hands slid to her shoulders, feeling her flesh as they slowly, so slowly, travelled down her back to her waist, then on to grip the firm globes of her bottom, pulling her to him. Their bodies pressed tightly together, my wife's pelvis undulating against him, encouragement to his erecting penis.

My mind was racing, I visualized this beautiful man screwing my wife, lying between her legs, buttocks thrusting. My cock was erect. I moved round to get a better view. Then Paul pulled away slightly and bent to nibble Annie's nipples. She sighed. She held his head to her breasts. Paul deftly pulled a string at his side and his trunks fell away, releasing the pressure on his captive penis. It flopped forward, half hard, an awesome, thick penis with a bulbous head, half covered with foreskin.

"I'm going to give you something you'll remember," breathed Paul. "Oh Paul," is all Annie groaned, her hand looking so small against the rod of flesh she fondled, the foreskin now stretched back behind the bloated head.

Paul slid down, running his tongue over my wife's flat tummy, playing with her navel, down to the thick, black, triangular thatch of curly, pubic hair. He was now sitting between her legs.

Holding her bottom with one hand, Paul spread open the slit of Annie's cunt with the fingers of the other, parting the petal shaped lips and seemed to bury his face in the hairy mound. Her pussy was now HIS pussy. He sucked her clit, furiously. Annie lowered herself slightly into a half crouch to give him better access. Soon she was moaning loudly, almost wailing, holding Paul's head for balance, one second her head thrown back, the next staring down at her stud.

Paul was now sitting upright on the floor, his legs outstretched between Annie's, his enormous erection pointing upwards from his lap. He was so experienced! He sensed her imminent orgasm. He was holding her pussy against his face with two hands cupping her buttocks. Slowly, he lowered her down onto his throbbing prick. Penetration seemed automatic, marked by a sigh from Annie and a groan from Paul. It was so exciting for me to watch his huge cock slide between her wet lips.

Sitting upright, arms around Paul, Annie started grinding herself into his lap. Her arms hugged his body, hands gripping his back, her pelvis undulating wildly. Desperate in the urgency of her orgasm. Paul hardly needed to move, such was her frenzy, but move he did. He was almost there too. He jerked his pelvis up and down as best he could, with Annie impaled on his joystick. Paul reached between their bodies to rub my wife's clit, maximising her orgasm. She cried out, stiffened her back and rode on Paul as he gripped her buttocks, lifting her up and down on his erection.

Paul was now coarse and Annie loved it. She screamed obscenities. In the final throes of her orgasm, he pushed her back onto the floor, falling forward over her, thrusting into her as he lay down on top of her. He was wild, she loved the onslaught, satiating her after her orgasm. She clutched at him as he cried out in ejaculation, spurting a flood of sperm into her.

"There, there," she cried, "give me all your love... let's squeeze it all out."

They lay sweating in the heat, clinging together, kissing. Paul pressed into my wife occasionally as she clenched her vaginal muscles, both savouring the after sensation of orgasm. Paul's great king cock (as Annie calls it), thick and sticky, throbbing within her.

Even to a woman recovering from a fabulous orgasm, a 6'2" hunk of a male becomes a little heavy when it has you sandwiched against a hard floor.

"Let's go somewhere a little more comfy, darling," she said, kissing Paul's nose.

There was a strange sucking noise as Paul pulled out. Annie giggled. Then she stared in astonishment. I was staggered. Although it was semi-flaccid, it was enormous, sort of bloated. It swayed as they walked to the bedroom. Annie asked me to bring drinks.

It only takes a minute to open a bottle of wine. Long enough for a sexy woman to get a young stud erect, even just after he has fucked her. Especially when it was only the first time. When I returned, they were meshed together, thrusting, sweating, lost in each other. They took much longer this time before Paul poured more thick cream deep into her womb.

Our holiday continued in this way, Paul fucking Annie into oblivion while I watched and wanked. What a holiday!

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK

My Lord and Master, Mr John, is making my life a misery. My wife, Betty, is now five months pregnant with his child and is very, very happy now that she has his big penis instead of my little one and I understand and agree.

She is much more of a woman now, too much of a woman for me to handle. She requires men like Mr John or Karl and Christian. She loves negro and West Indian men and needs them to get true satisfaction, like me. My name is Jim and Betty is a little younger than me. Betty is a beautiful woman with long black hair, lovely long legs and a shapely figure. I wanted to give her a child but so far no luck. My seed is either too weak or, more like, my penetration has not been sufficient. Because she is so sexy, in bed I often come before penetration, on entry to her sex hole.

I love to read the stories on the net and when I read the stories about wives with other men, my thoughts, while I toss, turn to Betty and I place her in those sexy situations of wayward, sexy wives, having sex with a really big-cocked man in my presence. With such thoughts I come very quickly, especially when I use the photo I have of Betty in a short dress with stockings, suspenders and high-heeled shoes. I got brave and began to suggest to her that she may like to have another man while I watch.

She refused until last year, now its all changed and she is pregnant with the baby of a black man we met in France while we were on holiday last year.

It was a very good two week holiday for her. A romance with that big negro, which I thought was enough for her, but I now know better, as she is now back to normal and seeing another black man, bringing him home to fuck him in front of me, to humiliate and degrade me as she did with Karl in France. She says she wants to have another baby, this time with her new lover.

Anyway, as I said, we went to France for two weeks. It was lovely and after two days, we went to a naturist beach that Betty had heard about at our hotel. When we got there it was quite a sight; white, black and brown people all completely naked. I got an erection looking at all the naked flesh and big boobs, much bigger than Betty's, although hers are firm and proud. She stood out from the other women, looking sexy and shapely. Many men took an interest in her as we chose a spot to sit on the beach and I had to hide my small erection with a towel. The older boys and men were far superior to me in every respect and I felt very embarrassed at the sight of their big penises. A group of young black men were the focus of most of the girls' attention, including Betty. Their cocks were magnificent, hanging halfway down their ebony thighs and my eyes were irresistibly drawn to them. They looked incredible, swaying as the men played games. Betty saw me looking enviously at the black men and laughed at me, saying that I wasn't a match for them. I watched her eyeing up one particular black youth who had a magnificent body. It gleamed like black velvet and his penis was a magnificent piece of equipment. Betty's eyes never left him and he was soon aware of her interest in him.

He left his pals and wandered over to us, introducing himself to us as Karl. I hung my head as Betty introduced us and I watched as she gently opened her legs and allowed our visitor to see her soft, pink slit. It was clear to him that she was aroused. I looked up at him as he stood above me and it was clear from his stance that he knew he was my better.

Karl stood there like a young black god, his eyes lustfully devouring my wife's body, her pert young breasts lifted proudly and her nipples were erect. His gaze wandered down her smooth, silky body and her legs opened wider to expose her inflamed labia and inner lips. She was so wet that her juices trickled out. I saw her smile sweetly at him; by then he too was becoming aroused. His knobhead, which had been hidden under his foreskin, had fully pushed itself from its covering. I can tell you that it opened my eyes and Betty's.

He looked disdainfully down at me and his gaze rested on my penis. Betty told me to move aside so that Karl could sit on the towel next to us. He barely looked at me as he joined her, knowing that I was no problem in his conquest of my wife. They talked together and their flirting became so blatant that I knew she wanted to have sex with him. I also knew that I wanted to watch her have sex with him, no matter what the consequences to our marriage. She moved the towel over his crotch and I watched, amazed, as she squeezed his cock. There was a real danger that they would try to fuck on the beach and I suggested we went back to our hotel, to which they agreed.

We covered ourselves and went back to the car. They sat in the back while I drove. Their conversation got more intimate and I was sure that this sexy 18 year old would give Betty a good fuck. I found I was rubbing my penis as I drove. I managed to gasp out that I would like to watch him as he took Betty to bed; he smiled and said yes.

Once in our room they discarded what little clothing they had been wearing and Karl pulled her to him and they kissed before moving to the bed. He gently lay on top of her and held her legs, placing them over his shoulders. He rubbed his huge pink knob crown up her cunny, covering it with her juices. She tossed and turned as he rubbed it against her bud, her breath was ragged and she was groaning.

Karl tossed his penis in his hand, getting it even firmer and harder. It looked so long and magnificent, all of nine inches in length. Then he eased his pink knob crown into her sexy cunny, slowly at first. My wife sobbed and squealed as she took his thick cock inch by inch. Her bottom lifted from the bed and suddenly she had taken every inch of his awesome cock. I couldn't take my eyes from the sight of his huge black shaft buried so deep in my wife's cunny hole. Betty shook and writhed on his penis, begging him to fuck her. I felt myself come as he began his thrusting. Betty was all over him, hanging onto him as he fucked her. It was clear to me that she was having many orgasms and that he was more than satisfactory for her. It was a wonderful sight, like nothing I had seen before.

Karl soon came inside her, his body thrusting deeply as he groaned and jerked. Betty said that she loved him and asked him to move in. He agreed and after they had rested, he went off to get his things. He moved in for the rest of our holiday and he and Betty had many sexy fucks together. When he slept with her, I had to make do with the cold floor and before and after every sex session, he made me perform cunnilingus on Betty. She loved it and laughed at me for being less than a man, but funnily, I found that I enjoyed being humiliated by her and her superior young love. As the ultimate humiliation, I was made to lie underneath her and tongue her clit as Karl fucked her from behind. Betty really enjoyed it and so did I. By the time we flew home, she was a well-fucked and satisfied woman and I had become her obedient sex slave.

Back at home and without Karl, she grew restless with me, even though I did all I could by licking her sex bud and cunny hole. Eventually, she brought home a black man from work. His name was Christian and he fucked her many times but wouldn't let me watch. Betty liked him but he wasn't as well-endowed as Karl had been. It was all very frustrating but I got to lick her out after he had gone.

My wife went with him for two months before becoming restless and frustrated with him and his smaller penis. She needed a new man and told me I had to find her one as well-equipped as Karl. I had no idea of how to go about it, so went through the latest contact magazines. I wrote off to as many black men as I could find; it cost me a small fortune in stamps and photos of Betty. She had replies from many black studs wanting to get into her pants and fuck her. She finally chose Mr John, a 26 year old black superstud. He claimed to have a 10 inch penis and promised more once he fucked Betty. He has since proved his length by having Betty measure his cock.

My wife loves sex with Mr John and now has his baby inside her. Betty has moved him into the house and he has proved a worthy master. I do all the things I did for her when she was with Karl and Christian, but Mr John humiliates me even more. My wife makes me cower before him and he ridicules me for my small penis and tells me I have no chance of ever satisfying my Betty or any other woman. He says all I am good for is working and bringing in money and, of course, to obediently toss myself off while he services my wife. All right, I may have a small penis but it still feels good when I toss and come while grovelling to him as he services my Betty. Its a very special relationship and one I am proud to be part of for Betty's sake.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




LOOSE LOOS

My wife is a long-legged blonde, good looking considering she's in her forties and a figure to turn any man's eye. She must have raised many a cock when she's out shopping.

Anyhow, I happened to look in her handbag the other day as I had run out of cigarettes. To my surprise I found a pair of her pink panties which were well soiled around the crotch with her come, although I also noticed a lot more stains as if some man had spunked into them. As I fondled the panties, a packet of rubbers fell to the carpet. This sent my heart beating faster because I don't use them on her, having had the chop, so to speak.

Then, they say things happen in threes, sticking out of the packet was a note. My knees were trembling as I read it. 'Meet us again for cock fun. Enter the centre cubicle in the Gents toilets. Park. 7.30pm. Tomorrow.'

I couldn't believe it yet I knew she had been in the park the previous day. I was furious at first and then I felt excited. So excited that I planned to watch the action just to see how hot my wife was whilst with other men. Two other men at that.

The next evening, she bathed and showered. I got a glimpse of her through the angled bedroom mirror as I stood on the landing. She had one foot on the bed and she stood, legs wide open, spraying her hairy cunt lips with scent, ready for the occasion. Then she got fully dressed, looking terrific. I could see the outline of stockings and suspenders beneath her tight skirt. It was 6.45pm.

As she was applying her makeup for her date, I left the house saying I was going to my mate's. Then I dashed to the park toilets hoping they were empty. I had noticed a false roof on previous visits and now I was lucky. I climbed up through the trapdoor, leaving a spyhole. I was out of breath but the stage had been set.

Soon after, two black men walked in laughing and joking. They entered the two outer cubicles, dropped their trousers and glued their eyes to two holes in the wall that they must have fashioned some time before. They were big enough to get your fist through them. Within minutes I heard the tap tap of high heels and my lovely wife Gwen walked in, dressed very sexily indeed. She locked the door and stripped to the waist just leaving on her bra. I was looking right down the cleavage of her tits.

She then stepped out of her tight skirt, revealing her sexy stocking-clad thighs, suspender belt and panties, which seemed to be pulled up tight into her hairy pussy. She twirled slowly, as if to tease the men, giving each in turn a good view of her pantie-clad bulge which was quite moist by now. She then stepped out of her knickers and spreading her legs as wide as she could, she bent over and backed up to the hole in the lower wall. Her most secret part must have been gaping wide open in this position. Her cunt seemed to be panting to be ravaged.

The man put his hand through the hole and started to wank her off with his fingers. I heard him say, 'What a lovely big cunt you've got. I love frigging it.'

Gwen stuck out her cunt further still towards the poking fingers and said, 'Frig it faster then, finger fuck me until I come!' Whilst this was happening she was propping herself up by the elbows on the toilet seat. Facing the opposite wall she had been gently stroking the other man's penis through the hole. She then fumbled hurriedly through her handbag for a rubber and rolled it onto the big pulsating black knob. She studied it for a moment and closing her eyes said, 'Fuck my mouth. Imagine its my cunt,' and opened her lips to take in the full member.

Sucking at it, her head was going up and down in a bobbing motion. Soon after, she pulled away her lips, coughed, unrolled the rubber and started to wank the big cock into its final throes. The spunk shot all over her shoulders, neck and tits but she kept on wanking it. She had flipped over the frigging from behind and she turned her head as the man removed his sticky fingers from her throbbing wet pussy. Then he pushed his huge cock through the wall. All of ten inches, I swear.

Pushing her plump bottom even higher into the air and spreading her legs even wider to accomodate the monster, she gently eased her slippery cunt onto the hot member until about eight inches was well up into her crack. 'Can you take any more?' asked the man. 'I think so,' replied Gwen and with high-heeled legs trembling, she opened her hairy hole as wide as she could until she was riding the full ten inches. Once it was right up her she started to thrust her cunt back and forth for all she was worth. 'Shag my cunt,' she shouted. 'Shag it, fuck it harder. Fill me up with your spunk!'

He did. The back of her stockings were streaming with their mingled hot juices and the cock in her hand had come again all over her wrist. Afterwards, she dressed, cleaned herself up, wiped her hands and well-fucked cunt slit with her panties and left.

A few days later, I confessed all and we have talked about it. I asked her if she would be interested in meeting other men in the toilet. Her answer was yes.

I have also told her that I would love to see her with other men in more relaxed surroundings, such as our bedroom, so that I can watch and wank in comfort as they fuck her. That way, I'd be better able to see all the action, to smell all the cunt and cock aromas and maybe, just maybe, to lick her out when they were finished with her.

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)




LOAN RANGER

For over fifteen years I've thoroughly enjoyed 'lending' my shapely marriage partner to other, younger, men. Of course, as a young husband, to have let other men fuck my shy, wholesome and pretty bride would have been unthinkable. But the years went by and the thought of it aroused me. While having sex, I'd suggest she let young men do all kinds of 'dirty' things in bed, using the crudest language to describe what was happening to her, and this always turned her on tremendously to make us both come in shuddering fits of groaning.

Then both our daughters married and left home, giving us more privacy, and I decided that if the chance arose, I'd be happy for her to try it out for real.

How to find someone trustworthy and attractive, as well as being a good stud, is the second problem. The first is how to get a nice respectable guy to agree to put on a show for you.

My problem was solved by my sister's silver wedding which we attended. A friend of her son's was there, an apprentice deck officer in the merchant navy, about eighteen, black and obviously intrigued by the cleavage and creamy breasts revealed by my wife's low-cut party dress. He danced with her frequently during the evening's boozy festivities and she told me he was ogling down her dress and getting quite worked up. 'I could feel his hard cock pressing into me,' she said, quite pleased with her effect on the lad, and no doubt, as she has a big thrusting cunt mound, she used it to good effect to rub against him as they danced.

In the bar afterwards, where I was volunteer barman, I invited him to our room later, hinting that I had a bottle of hard stuff and cans of beer stashed in the wardrobe. Well after midnight, in our bedroom on the top floor of my sister's large house, even as I'd given him up, a knock came at the door and Jim entered in his dressing gown, game for anything. With the rest of the guests sleeping off the party, we began one of our own.

My wife got out of bed and wearing only her silky nightdress, danced again with the lad, barefooted, while I crooned 'The Anniversary Waltz', which had been requested of the pianist all evening. The pair had little room to glide so they cuddled up and just swayed together, enjoying their bodily contact until it was more or less only a standing-up 'knee-trembler' dry-rub they were torturing themselves with.

'For goodness sake fuck her, boy,' I ordered. 'She'll never be more ready for riding....'

To my delight, she allowed Jim to lower her across the bed, her legs overhanging and feet on the floor. He got down before her, raising her nightie to reveal her lovely bushy cunt and its pouting lips. Obviously, his year at sea had not been wasted, for he immediately began to lovingly kiss and suck on her prominent cunt mound, making her stretch and sigh and mumble with pleasure.

While she was getting well licked out, I helped Jim by pulling her nightie over her head. She opened her strong white thighs wide to allow his mouth access to her hairy split mound, lolling back naked as could be with big breasts heaving as she moaned and clutched at his ears.

This was my first at 'wife watching' and I can tell you it was the thrill of a lifetime. I stood watching and wanking as the pair before me moved into position and with my wife's legs wrapped around Jim's waist, the virile young sailor got his black prick deeply embedded up her juiced-up cunt and began to fuck her with heaving bare buttocks.

So far as I knew it was her first fuck with someone else and the excitement of the new and unexpected certainly acted as a strong aphrodisiac. I'd never seen anything like it as she arched her body, grunted, shuddered, groaned aloud and bucked against him as he shafted her energetically. She clutched him closer at each thrust, crying out so loudly I thought our little game would awaken other people. Never very vocal, but now approaching an unstoppable climax, she begged and pleaded for her fucker to continue, shamelessly urging him to shove it right up her cunt, 'up to the balls,' and 'come in me, come, come... fill my insides with spunk... fuck me harder... give me a baby...'

My wife! You greedy bitch, I thought. To think I'd worried about whether you'd fuck and here you are - can't get enough and begging for it. I was left with a handful of come as they rolled apart almost steaming with bodily heat, young Jim absolutely knackered but she smiling across at me and obviously thinking 'you next.' But of course, I'd shot my bolt. This disappointment made my usually sweet and agreeable wife into a scornful witch, deriding me for not being up to it, addressing me as 'old wanker' and turning to the youth beside her with long, deep kisses on his open mouth to taunt me further and bring him to a second erection to pleasure her hungry cunt.

Truly, it is delightfully painful and bitter sweet to be taunted so. I watched while she kissed him from the mouth down to his now limp prick, putting its head between her lips and sucking almost contentedly as a baby suckling on a breast. Talking of breasts, while he was being so delightfully sucked, Jim was fondling her big boobs and was evidently perking up again. Before too long, I was watching them fuck again, this time more slowly as they enjoyed each other's nakedness. Jim below with my randy woman kneeling over him and impaled on his prick. I could hear it squelch and see it slide up her cunt as she rose and fell over his thighs.

I can't speak for how other women might take to such an arrangement, but that night it was evident to me that my wife was a natural for an official 'bit on the side' with me as spectator. It was dawn before Jim went off to his bed - despite his youth and keenness, hard put to keep up with her new appetite. It was obvious she enjoyed displaying her nakedness too, for in between bouts of sucking and fucking, she sat with us naked and flaunting herself.

One example, the room had its own en-suite bathroom. When she went to the toilet, she left the door open and we saw her squatting to pee quite lewdly a few yards from where we sat drinking cans of beer. A memorable night and the first of many with young Jim as her fucker. One boy in the forces to whom she wrote really horny letters after we'd given him a lift and he ended up sleeping with her that night. This lad enjoyed performing in front of me as much as she did and spent several long weekends with us, showing off his prowess.

He liked her naked and finding this sweet, she went about the whole weekend in the nude, doing housework, cooking, watching telly. Of course, every time they passed, he'd reach for her and kissing and fondling would end up in a fuck wherever they were - on the fireside rug, with her at the sink, a 'table ender' across the kitchen table, and once on a visit to the cinema with us, sitting between him and me, after playing with his prick she crouched down between us and sucked him off. Thankfully, the cinema was almost empty on a rain-sodden night, and although I was highly aroused by her act, I was sitting in panic in case we were discovered.

All in all this has enlivened the married life of my wife and I and I hope it continues for a very long time. It is always so exciting when she finds a new man, both of us keen to see him naked and look at what he has to offer her. She has enjoyed quite a few whoppers so far!

(Originally published on Dark Wanderer)