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My wife and I are both in our late twenties and we’ve been married since we graduated from college. We both have a high sex drive and we’re both pretty kinky, and we’re not afraid to try new things. One thing that happened recently has really put some zing in our love life.
One little game that I like to play is to go to a bar and watch as guys hit on Leah. Recently we went to a new club the next town over called Tanner’s Tavern. When we arrived, she grabbed a stool at the bar and I sat down in the far corner. But then I needed to use the restroom, and when I came back I couldn’t see Leah. I looked around and found her on the other side of the establishment, on the dance floor with a young, tall black guy. His skin was dark as coal and I wondered if the guy was full-blooded African. As they slow danced, I saw Leah’s eyes were lit up and he was holding her close. They began kissing and I saw his hands caressing her upper back and down her ass.
Of course, I found the sight to be incredibly hot and I was going to allow it to go on for a while before breaking it up. I sat down on the far side of the bar where I could watch them dancing. When the guy went to the restroom, I jumped down and walked up to Leah. She said the guy’s name was Kamoni and she though he was really hot.
“You know, Hayden, you’ve always wanted to see me with a black guy, right? Well, I think I may have met the right guy for the job.” She said that she’d felt his package and it was huge, and she’d always wanted to try a big cock. Her plan was to tell Kamoni that her husband was away on business. She’d take him back to our place and leave the door open, and I could watch them together. “Wouldn’t that be hot, honey?” I agreed.
Quickly I paid my bill and drove home, parking on the road in front of the neighbor’s house. About a half hour later, I saw a blue sports car pull into our driveway. I hid in the guest room with the lights out. Soon they went into our bedroom and, as promised, Leah left the door open. I had the guest room door open a crack, allowing me a clear view to our bed. They were both naked and Kamoni’s flaccid cock was downright huge. I don’t consider my penis small, it’s a normal five inch dick when fully erect, but this guy’s manhood was twice as big as mine limp and incredibly thick. Leah dropped to her knees and put her hands around the base and stroked it while sucking the head, and soon it hardened.
“God it’s huge,” she said, smiling broadly, her eyes twinkling as she stroked his shaft. “I don’t know if I can even take something so big!”
But she did take it, every inch. Kamoni fucked Leah on and off for three hours. I was sitting in the darkness watching them, jerking off my little white penis three times as he delivered five thundering orgasms to my wife’s eager pussy. Finally she walked him to the door wearing just her silk robe and told him that her husband would be gone for the week and she’d love it if he could come back tomorrow night for another session. He did return, but with a second black guy named Jayden. That guy’s cock was only a couple inches longer than mine and not much thicker, but it worked out well because the two guys sandwiched Leah, the big cock in her pussy as she rode cowgirl, then Jayden slid up behind her and fucked her ass. It was so hot watching both of her holes filled with black cock.
I was sitting in the chair masturbating near the guest room door when Jayden, on his way to the bathroom, saw me there. I was scared shitless but it all worked out great. Now the two of them come over to our house openly to fuck Leah. Sometimes she sees them one-on-one and other times she does a threesome. Leah has really become a fan of threesomes, and she says it feels really intense when both her ass and pussy are being stimulated like that. The whole situation is really hot, and I’m hoping one day that I can be the guy with the smaller dick fucking her ass while Kamoni’s big cock is pleasuring her pussy. Until then, I’m loving watching my wife getting pleasured by her two black lovers.
DURING HUBBY’S PHONE CALL
By Polly Andrea Busch
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I’d like to tell you about a funny incident. Two years ago, I met a sexy black man named Walter. I was at the grocery store and he started up a conversation with me. He looked about ten years older than me (I’m twenty-five) and he didn’t seem deterred by my engagement ring and wedding band. Honestly, I thought the guy was very handsome and sexy, and I’d always liked older guys and never been with a black man, so I gave him my number.
The next day, while my husband Jacob was at work, I invited Walter over to our house. Things progressed pretty quickly and soon enough we were in bed, with Walter laying down while I kneeled beside him on the bed sucking his cock. He had a beautiful cock, a couple inches longer than my husband’s and thicker, too. I began gently licking it as I played with his balls. He put up a hand to hold the back of my head as I took his cockhead in my mouth and began bobbing up and down.
That’s when my cell phone rang. It was Jacob calling. At first I just ignored it and let it go to voicemail, but then he called back a second time. I figured it must be important, so I got up and answered the phone.
“Hello?” I asked.
Jacob was talking about what was going on at work. He was having a bad day. I realized it wasn’t urgent and Walter popped his eyes open and pointed at his cock. So I returned to the bed and put the phone on speaker. I brought my finger to my lips to tell Walter to keep quiet, then I resumed sucking on that glorious black cock.
I heard Jacob pause, so I let Walter’s black cock out of my mouth and said, “I know.” Then my husband continued talking again. I took his cock even deeper into my throat and I thought I was going to gag, and I couldn’t pull my head away because Walter was holding me tightly down. My eyes were watering like crazy.
Finally, I managed to pull away.
“What’s that sound?” Jacob asked. “It sounds like slurping or something?”
“I’m eating,” I said, winking at Walter. “Go ahead.”
I think I did a great job of balancing the two men, giving each what they needed. In fact, just before the phone call ended, Walter began bucking his hips and shot thick, glorious wads of semen straight up into the air that landed on my hands and his stomach. I licked up every drop, then told Jacob I loved him and felt sorry that he was having trouble at work.
When I hung up the phone and made sure it was hung up, Walter and I both had a good laugh about it. Then I rolled onto my back and we fucked in the missionary position, then he blasted my pussy with his cream. He was a great lover and I’ve been seeing him regularly ever since, but I’ll never forget that first time with the phone call. The only thing funnier is that I’ve had Walter’s light-skinned baby and my husband thinks it’s his. He doesn’t suspect a thing!
BLACK STUD AT THE GYM
By Polly Andrea Busch
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After a couple years of marriage, I began having a strong desire to have sex with other men. My overall sex drive was increasing but it was more than that – I wanted to sleep with guys were strong, sexy and confident. I’d always been told to date nice guys, which I always did, and I was happily married to Dominic but I needed much more. I went to my doctor and told her that I had a high sex drive, but I couldn’t bring up to her the rest of what was going on. She said it was normal at my age (24) and don’t worry about it. Having sex with Dominic was always nice but it felt lacking, kind of like an artificial sweetener instead of having the real thing – it just doesn’t satisfy.
One day, I confessed to Dominic that I felt a strong desire to sleep with other men. I was so worried that he would judge me but he actually was totally supportive. “If that’s what you need to do, then go for it,” he said. And from that time, he’s been totally supportive of my desires, encouraging me with new lovers and new experiences. I’m so lucky I married such a great guy!
I started going out to bars and meeting guys online, and I really enjoyed being with bad boys. The great thing about being married when you’re dating is that you can know that the relationship isn’t going anywhere and it’s totally okay. A lot of the men I’ve dated have been drug users or had violence issues or had been incarcerated, things I would never tolerate in a boyfriend, but those men are the best lovers. There’s nothing better than going out on a date, getting royally fucked by a sexy, athletic bad boy, and then going home to bed and cuddling up with your husband.
Another benefit of being on the market while you’re married is that you have an incentive to look your best. I’ve been spending a lot of time at the gym, keeping my body in great shape, which Dominic appreciates. One of the guys I met at the gym is Rashaad, a sexy black guy who’s a body builder. He’s built like a tank with a barrel chest, huge biceps and triceps, a washboard stomach, and powerful legs. I’d heard rumors at the gym about all of the women that he’s dating, including a stripper and the runner-up in our state’s Miss USA pageant. He prefers white women and I could tell that he liked me a lot, always checking me out when he thought I wasn’t looking. When he started a conversation with me, I was friendly and flirty, and I gave him my number.
One thing that Dominic had mentioned he’d liked to do would be to have a threesome with me and another guy. He said he didn’t want to interact with the other guy, just to have the two of them pleasuring me at the same time. I really liked the idea of that and I ran the idea by Rashaad. I was elated when he agreed to give it a try, and Dominic was very excited to have his fantasy come true.
That night, it started out with Rashaad laying on the bed while I sucked on his big cock. I didn’t measure him but he says it’s ten inches long. Dominic was in the bathroom getting some lube while I got Rashaad to full staff. When Dominic came back into the room, I asked him to lay down on the bed, with his head near the end of the bed, and eat my pussy. Rashaad doesn’t do that, and it was great to lower my pussy onto my husband’s face, facing forward toward the headboard. Rashaad kneeled between Dominic’s legs and put his cock in my face, and I sucked it some more. It was like a 69 for me, getting my pussy licked while I gave a blowjob, but with two different men. I could see Dominic’s hand stroking on his little white penis below me as his tongue swirled around my clit and pussy lips.
“All right,” Rashaad said. “You stay right there.” He got up off the bed and moved around to the end of the bed, and he put his big black cock at my slippery entrance. I looked down between my legs and saw that big cock and huge sack of balls right up against my husband’s face. As his cock pushed inside of me, I felt Dominic licking on my clitty. Two of the greatest feelings a woman can feel is an expert tongue on her pussy and a large cock penetrating her, and I was getting both at the same time.
“Yes, that’s just what I need today,” I said, grunting and moaning as Rashaad held my hips. “Lick that pussy, honey. Eat my pussy good.”
Rashaad was fucking good and hard now. “Fuck that white pussy,” I urged. “Pound that white whore pussy!”
I was rocking back and forth from the thrusting, and I could tell my husband was having trouble keeping his tongue on my love button. I tried to stay as still as possible but Rashaad was pounding good and hard, and I knew his climax was nearing. I was ever so close, too. Soon my black lover held my hips still and grunted deeply.
“Oh fuck!” Rashaad yelled, pushing himself in deep. I looked down between my legs and saw his huge black balls resting on top of my husband’s face, which was tilted upward as he tongued my clit. Just seeing that sent me over the edge, and I came hard all over Rashaad’s cock.
“That’s enough, honey,” I said. Dominic stopped licking and I looked down between my legs again. I saw that thick black cock, coated in our combined juices, slither out of my pussy. As it did, a big glop of semen fell out and landed in Dominic’s mouth. He kind of winced, then swallowed it and went back to licking my pussy clean. Many times he’d eaten my cream-filled cunt and I knew he loved the taste. When he was finished, I got off of his face.
“Wow, that was hot,” Dominic said, wiping his face with his arm as he lay there. “You can’t get a better view than that.”
Rashaad got onto the bed and straddled Dominic’s face. “Lick my black cock clean,” he ordered. “Suck it.” I wasn’t expecting that and neither was my husband. He hesitated for a second, then moved his head up and began sucking on the cock. Soon he was getting into it and sucked it with conviction, and I realized that he was giving a pretty good blowjob. He was holding Rashaad’s ball sack with one hand, stroking the shaft as he sucked the head, and I beamed with pride knowing that my husband was using my own techniques on this beautiful black man. Rashaad was enjoying it too, his hands on his hips as his cock regained its hardness. He only lasted about ten minutes before he blasted my husband’s mouth with his cream.
After Rashaad left, I asked Dominic how he felt about the experience. He said he loved it and it was even better than he’d expected. I reminded him about how he didn’t want to do anything gay and how Rashaad had made him suck his cock. But Dominic said that he loved doing it, and it was the best part of the whole encounter. I’m so lucky to have married the right man!
UNDERCOVER CO-ED
By Polly Andrea Busch
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My name is Becky. As part of my PhD program, I’m doing an undercover study about the college hookup culture. Although I’m twenty-five and married, I look young for my age and my husband Isaac is supportive of my project. At first he didn’t like the idea of me sleeping with other guys, but he understood that it’s about furthering my education and garnering important information for the greater public.
My roommate Ashley is pretty much a bookworm but I’ve met a number of girls on campus who are focused on dating as well as their studies. I’ve been frequenting a number of bars on campus but also using apps to meet guys for hookups.
I never did any of this myself when I was an undergrad. I was a good girl, only dating guys who seemed like somebody I could bring home to mother. But now that I was free to act differently, I was dating a different kind of guy. I hooked up with guys on the football and hockey team, guys who were using drugs, and just all around jerks. I also hooked up with guys I met off campus who h
ad money, and I went on vacations with them. I realized just how much fun I’d missed out as an undergrad and I was thankful that this project gave me the chance to live out my desires.
The first guy I hooked up with was Aidan, who was the star player on the hockey team. It was well-known that he was sleeping with a different girl every night, and I wanted to make sure that I got my chance with him. I was also intrigued because the rumor was that he had a large cock. Aidan was receptive to me when I approached him at the cafeteria, and later that evening he fucked me in his dorm room. His cock was very large, and it did feel amazing inside of me. But he wasn’t particularly attentive in bed, focusing only on his own pleasure, but I loved how aggressive he was in the bedroom and how he pulled my hair and slapped my ass hard when he fucked me. His large cock felt amazing but I didn’t orgasm with him. Still, it was a thrill to sleep with a hot, high-status guy like that. I also realized that I’m a bit of a size queen, and most of the guys I called back for seconds needed to be good lovers and well-endowed, too.
I also soon got a handful of “fuck buddies.” Although there were girls I knew who did that, they usually only had one. But when I slept with guys who were good in bed, I kept their names and numbers and gave them a call some nights. I’d go down my list and if the first guy wasn’t available, I’d move on to the second guy. There was always somebody available for sex. Their cocks ranged from seven to ten inches long, and they were all much thicker than my husband’s penis.
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