My wife, Lori, and I had fantasized about her fucking black men for years, but she’d always tell me she’d never go through with it even though I told her I really wanted it to happen for her, and that it would turn me on very much. Over time, our lovemaking became stale. I was getting tired of the same old in-and-out. It’s not that my wife isn’t sexy, because I have to wonder how I bagged such a hot chick. She’s 29 and slender from years of running marathons. Her 5’ 6” 120-pound body is tight even after having 2 children, although her breasts are admittedly a small but pert 32B. I guess I was just growing frustrated with the fact that we would have great sex while fantasizing about her taking on black lovers, but she never would talk about it when we weren’t having sex. Finally, I just stopped pressing her, we stopped fantasizing, and I spent night after night on my computer playing strategy games. At night, after she went to bed, I’d jerk off to images of white wives fucking big black cocks. I made sure that I was spent so that even if Lori tried to initiate sex, my cock just wouldn’t respond. She’d ask why my cock wasn’t getting hard for her anymore and I just told her I wasn’t in the mood. That went on for nearly three months.
Finally, I was on my computer when she decided if I wasn’t going to be paying attention to her needs, then she’d drive me crazy while satisfying her newfound craving for some real black cock. She came to the computer, dressed in a black satin babydoll with no panties, and told me that she had used the laptop and had made contact with a black guy on an adult web site. She announced that she needed to feel wanted and had made arrangements to fuck him. I figured it was more fantasy play she wanted and I was tired of holding out, so I told her I had a headache and went to take some “aspirin”. She hadn't tried to initiate sex for a couple weeks, so I didn't need to jack off during that time and although I was already growing hard, I had some Cialis that I bought in case of emergency, so I took one. She told me to take off my clothes and took me upstairs to our bedroom. Then lowered me to the floor and secured my arms and legs to our “Liberator” wedge and turned on one of my favorite slut wife videos. She slipped a cock ring around the base of my shaft and it hurt like hell when she pushed my balls through the hard rubber ring. She told me that “DeAndre” would be waiting for her call, but she had some time to tease me before he came over. We had played this game so many times… this is where she teases me and instead of stopping, she just keeps on satisfying both of us until she gets my load deep inside of her… This was a game we've played over and over, so I wasn’t all that turned on, but my cock was definitely responding to her touch.
Now that I was unable to do anything about her plan, she began to lick my balls. She set up our video camera and began recording as she ran her tongue all over my cock and balls and looked up into my eyes with a devilish smile on her face that told me I might really be in trouble. She stopped what she was doing and gently rubbed my balls as she spoke softly to me.
Honey? Do you really, HONESTLY want to see me fuck and suck black guys?
Yes, baby. (the pills had definitely taken effect and my cock was rock hard)
Tell me how much you want to see me fuck black cock, because tonight I’m really going to do it if I believe you, or maybe I’ll leave you here all night with your hardon while I go out with DeAndre.
This was a little racier than our usual banter, so I figured I’d play along: “Oh god sweety. I truly want to watch black men stretch your pussy. I want to see you cum all over their cocks. I get so turned thinking about them cumming inside your pussy. I want their black balls slapping your ass while they fuck you deep.”
She stood over me and said "Look at how soaking wet and puffy your slut’s pussy is. I’ve been craving black cock all day. Do you want me to call DeAndre tonight and have HIM pleasure your slut? You want DeAndre to fuck your wife because you can’t fuck me deep enough, huh? I want to hear you beg me to call DeAndre to come over and fuck me."
Wow! She’s getting good at this, I thought. I am super turned on. “Honey, please call DeAndre with his big cock to come over and fuck you. I want you to call your black stud to fuck you deeper and harder than I ever could. Please have him show me how to fuck you good. Pleasure yourself on DeAndre's black rod and take his cum deep inside of your pussy. Show me how much you love to be black fucked.” As I spoke, I could just about see the blood racing into her pussy, swelling her lips and then I noticed her pussy began to drip. I couldn't believe how turned on she was as I continued to tell her how I wanted her to take his huge black load right in front of me and order me to clean her pussy afterward.
She grabbed me by the chin, and I noticed that she was also shaking and her hands were like icicles. She looked me straight in the eye and said in a serious tone "You know, this is your last chance to back out. If you tell me one more time that you want a black man to fuck me, there will be no turning back. Now, I want you to be SURE about how you answer me. Do you want your wife to fuck black men?"
I grew troubled and thought for what seemed an hour, but was just a moment in time. Little did I know the repercussions my words would have on my relationship. I thought: "I think she might really be serious about this. Let’s see. If she’s doing this for our fantasy, I’m going to ruin it if I say “no”, but if she’s serious, she’ll probably agree to it and we’ll spend some time looking for the right guy and I’ll still have time to think this through." At least that was my flawed way of thinking before softly telling her: “Yes Dear. I want you to fuck black men.”
With that, my wife leaned forward, kissed me deeply, said “I love you”, and placed a ball gag in my mouth. She fastened it tightly against the back of my head, and then slid a blindfold over my eyes. Finally, she placed a call… “Hi, It’s Lori… He’s decided, and he really wants me to do it, and I’d like you to come over… Yea, he’s here, but he won’t be joining us… he may get to hear what we’re doing. I’ve got him tied down like you said in your email... Oh no, really? (I could sense apprehension in her voice). There was a period of silence, then she said "Um, I don't know. Ah, I've never. You can't get rid of them? Well, If you think. Okay, I guess so. Yes. Yes, really. I'll do it. No, I won't back out. Our address is… No, 1 hour is fine… I’ll see you then… bye.”
Oh My God! I began shaking and felt a surge of adrenaline pumping through my veins. She can't! This is all part of our fantasy! Was that call real? Is she just playing with me? What do I do now? Suddenly I was freezing. My feet and hands were cold as ice and I was excited beyond any level I've ever experienced.
I felt her sopping wet pussy slide easily over my cock as she sat on it, but instead of riding my cock, she sat there facing me and talking about how this was the last time her pussy was going to be able to wrap tightly around my cock. “Baby, I’m going to be the slut you’ve wanted me to be. DeAndre is bringing over two friends with him. Tonight, I'm going to fuck all of them and then I’m going to make dates with black men, and let them fuck me whenever they want. Don’t worry though, you’ll still get to enjoy the taste of my pussy after it's filled with black cum. I do still love you very much, but from now on, your cock will only be allowed in my pussy after a black cock has used it and deposited its fertile seed inside of my womb just like we’ve talked about so many times. Only now it’s for real. “
She continued "Now for the bad news. I’ve seen what you’ve been doing at night! I thought you were cheating on me so I bought a keylogger and set up a hidden camera to view you at the computer. I viewed your sites and I’m convinced you really want this to happen.” She told me that if I continue to spend more time with my computer than with her, I would no longer be able to have her pussy and that she would reserve herself for black men only, and I wouldn’t even be there to see or hear it. Also, I was banned from the computer and she warned me not to test her by jacking myself off. She said that I was going to have to learn to last longer than a minute or I'd never get to fuck her. "DeAndre showed me a game online. It's called "Ten Strokes". We'll play after I've pleasured my black studs tonight, and if you do well you can have my freshly fucked pussy."
This was too much, but I was unable to speak or move. My wife spent that hour with my cock inside of her telling me how she was going to cuckold me, and how much she’d really wanted black cock all this time, but felt I would be too jealous. She told me that her pussy is so wet just thinking of having those dark black shafts sliding in and out of her pussy. If I tried to thrust, she would reach back and slap my balls. It hurt like hell and I only tried it twice. Then came a ring at the door, and with another kiss, my wife used her pussy muscles to grip my cock as she slid her pussy up off of me. Trying as hard as I could to hold back, my cock started to spasm and cum. She giggled as I shot into the air, I was thrusting my hips and hot jism was landing on my face and chest, but I could not experience orgasm. My wife simply said: “If that's all it takes to get you off, It's going to be a long time before you enter my pussy again. I hope you’re going to enjoy what you’re going to hear.”
Finally, I was on my computer when she decided if I wasn’t going to be paying attention to her needs, then she’d drive me crazy while satisfying her newfound craving for some real black cock. She came to the computer, dressed in a black satin babydoll with no panties, and told me that she had used the laptop and had made contact with a black guy on an adult web site. She announced that she needed to feel wanted and had made arrangements to fuck him. I figured it was more fantasy play she wanted and I was tired of holding out, so I told her I had a headache and went to take some “aspirin”. She hadn't tried to initiate sex for a couple weeks, so I didn't need to jack off during that time and although I was already growing hard, I had some Cialis that I bought in case of emergency, so I took one. She told me to take off my clothes and took me upstairs to our bedroom. Then lowered me to the floor and secured my arms and legs to our “Liberator” wedge and turned on one of my favorite slut wife videos. She slipped a cock ring around the base of my shaft and it hurt like hell when she pushed my balls through the hard rubber ring. She told me that “DeAndre” would be waiting for her call, but she had some time to tease me before he came over. We had played this game so many times… this is where she teases me and instead of stopping, she just keeps on satisfying both of us until she gets my load deep inside of her… This was a game we've played over and over, so I wasn’t all that turned on, but my cock was definitely responding to her touch.
Now that I was unable to do anything about her plan, she began to lick my balls. She set up our video camera and began recording as she ran her tongue all over my cock and balls and looked up into my eyes with a devilish smile on her face that told me I might really be in trouble. She stopped what she was doing and gently rubbed my balls as she spoke softly to me.
Honey? Do you really, HONESTLY want to see me fuck and suck black guys?
Yes, baby. (the pills had definitely taken effect and my cock was rock hard)
Tell me how much you want to see me fuck black cock, because tonight I’m really going to do it if I believe you, or maybe I’ll leave you here all night with your hardon while I go out with DeAndre.
This was a little racier than our usual banter, so I figured I’d play along: “Oh god sweety. I truly want to watch black men stretch your pussy. I want to see you cum all over their cocks. I get so turned thinking about them cumming inside your pussy. I want their black balls slapping your ass while they fuck you deep.”
She stood over me and said "Look at how soaking wet and puffy your slut’s pussy is. I’ve been craving black cock all day. Do you want me to call DeAndre tonight and have HIM pleasure your slut? You want DeAndre to fuck your wife because you can’t fuck me deep enough, huh? I want to hear you beg me to call DeAndre to come over and fuck me."
Wow! She’s getting good at this, I thought. I am super turned on. “Honey, please call DeAndre with his big cock to come over and fuck you. I want you to call your black stud to fuck you deeper and harder than I ever could. Please have him show me how to fuck you good. Pleasure yourself on DeAndre's black rod and take his cum deep inside of your pussy. Show me how much you love to be black fucked.” As I spoke, I could just about see the blood racing into her pussy, swelling her lips and then I noticed her pussy began to drip. I couldn't believe how turned on she was as I continued to tell her how I wanted her to take his huge black load right in front of me and order me to clean her pussy afterward.
She grabbed me by the chin, and I noticed that she was also shaking and her hands were like icicles. She looked me straight in the eye and said in a serious tone "You know, this is your last chance to back out. If you tell me one more time that you want a black man to fuck me, there will be no turning back. Now, I want you to be SURE about how you answer me. Do you want your wife to fuck black men?"
I grew troubled and thought for what seemed an hour, but was just a moment in time. Little did I know the repercussions my words would have on my relationship. I thought: "I think she might really be serious about this. Let’s see. If she’s doing this for our fantasy, I’m going to ruin it if I say “no”, but if she’s serious, she’ll probably agree to it and we’ll spend some time looking for the right guy and I’ll still have time to think this through." At least that was my flawed way of thinking before softly telling her: “Yes Dear. I want you to fuck black men.”
With that, my wife leaned forward, kissed me deeply, said “I love you”, and placed a ball gag in my mouth. She fastened it tightly against the back of my head, and then slid a blindfold over my eyes. Finally, she placed a call… “Hi, It’s Lori… He’s decided, and he really wants me to do it, and I’d like you to come over… Yea, he’s here, but he won’t be joining us… he may get to hear what we’re doing. I’ve got him tied down like you said in your email... Oh no, really? (I could sense apprehension in her voice). There was a period of silence, then she said "Um, I don't know. Ah, I've never. You can't get rid of them? Well, If you think. Okay, I guess so. Yes. Yes, really. I'll do it. No, I won't back out. Our address is… No, 1 hour is fine… I’ll see you then… bye.”
Oh My God! I began shaking and felt a surge of adrenaline pumping through my veins. She can't! This is all part of our fantasy! Was that call real? Is she just playing with me? What do I do now? Suddenly I was freezing. My feet and hands were cold as ice and I was excited beyond any level I've ever experienced.
I felt her sopping wet pussy slide easily over my cock as she sat on it, but instead of riding my cock, she sat there facing me and talking about how this was the last time her pussy was going to be able to wrap tightly around my cock. “Baby, I’m going to be the slut you’ve wanted me to be. DeAndre is bringing over two friends with him. Tonight, I'm going to fuck all of them and then I’m going to make dates with black men, and let them fuck me whenever they want. Don’t worry though, you’ll still get to enjoy the taste of my pussy after it's filled with black cum. I do still love you very much, but from now on, your cock will only be allowed in my pussy after a black cock has used it and deposited its fertile seed inside of my womb just like we’ve talked about so many times. Only now it’s for real. “
She continued "Now for the bad news. I’ve seen what you’ve been doing at night! I thought you were cheating on me so I bought a keylogger and set up a hidden camera to view you at the computer. I viewed your sites and I’m convinced you really want this to happen.” She told me that if I continue to spend more time with my computer than with her, I would no longer be able to have her pussy and that she would reserve herself for black men only, and I wouldn’t even be there to see or hear it. Also, I was banned from the computer and she warned me not to test her by jacking myself off. She said that I was going to have to learn to last longer than a minute or I'd never get to fuck her. "DeAndre showed me a game online. It's called "Ten Strokes". We'll play after I've pleasured my black studs tonight, and if you do well you can have my freshly fucked pussy."
This was too much, but I was unable to speak or move. My wife spent that hour with my cock inside of her telling me how she was going to cuckold me, and how much she’d really wanted black cock all this time, but felt I would be too jealous. She told me that her pussy is so wet just thinking of having those dark black shafts sliding in and out of her pussy. If I tried to thrust, she would reach back and slap my balls. It hurt like hell and I only tried it twice. Then came a ring at the door, and with another kiss, my wife used her pussy muscles to grip my cock as she slid her pussy up off of me. Trying as hard as I could to hold back, my cock started to spasm and cum. She giggled as I shot into the air, I was thrusting my hips and hot jism was landing on my face and chest, but I could not experience orgasm. My wife simply said: “If that's all it takes to get you off, It's going to be a long time before you enter my pussy again. I hope you’re going to enjoy what you’re going to hear.”
