My husband regularly receives videos of my dates with BBCs

‘ve always known my husband was special. He doesn’t just love me, he adores the version of me that’s completely free and depraved. That’s why every couple of weeks I put on my prettiest lingerie, a short dress, red lipstick, and go on a date with another man.

I texted my husband before I left: «I’m on my way. I’ll be late. Wait for me and don’t cum without me.» He replied with just one word: «Waiting.» I knew he was sitting at home, tense, his dick already hard imagining what would happen next.

The man I met was a tall, confident black man in his mid-thirties. I’d specifically chosen a tight-fitting black minidress for this evening. Underneath, I wore lacy black panties and no bra.

I immediately spotted my new acquaintance at the bar. His name was Artie. We’d been texting for a couple of days, and he clearly knew what he wanted. Just twenty minutes after we’d met, his hand was on my thigh under the table, his fingers slowly lifting the hem of my dress.

• Are you really married and does your husband know where you went? – he asked.
• Yes. And he’s at home waiting for the video right now. – I answered honestly looking him in the eyes.

This clearly turned him on. Half an hour later, we were in a hotel room on the 12th floor kissing passionately. His hands were roughly kneading my tits through the thin fabric of my dress, his fingers pinching my nipples making me moan softly. Then he quickly pulled my dress down leaving only my panties.

He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his thick, almost hard black cock. I took it in my mouth trying to take it as deep as possible. Artie grabbed my hair and began fucking my mouth, not too gently, but just the way I liked it. Then he lifted me up, threw me on all fours on the bed, and tore off my panties. Without wasting time on foreplay, he abruptly entered me. I moaned loudly, his BBC was truly big and thick. He began pounding me hard and deep slapping my ass with his palm.

I couldn’t hold back. My moans filled the room. He fucked me in different positions: first doggy style, then he flipped me over onto my back, threw my legs over his shoulders, and penetrated even deeper. I felt his balls slap my ass with each thrust.

• Where should I cum? – when he was close, he asked hoarsely.
• Inside… Cum inside me! – I breathed.

Artie growled and after a few powerful thrusts, he began to cum. I felt hot streams of his sperm spurt deep inside me. He came really hard.

But he didn’t stop there. After ten minutes of rest, he was ready again. This time, he laid me on my back, spread my legs wide, and entered slowly savoring every inch. Now he fucked me more deliberately, but still just as deeply. While he was moving inside me, I took out my phone and asked him to film it for my husband.

He took the phone and continued to fuck me filming his thick BBC entering and exiting my wet pussy. Then I took the phone myself and took a close-up of my face, my lipstick smeared and my expression satisfied.

When he began to speed up again, I only had time to gasp: «Cum…» and Artie thrust deeply into me and filled my pussy with his hot cum again. After the second time, I made a video, which I later sent to my husband.

I lay on my back, spread my legs wide, and parted my swollen lips with two fingers. The camera showed thick, white sperm slowly flowing out of my red, freshly used pussy. I filmed a few seconds of this video and then texted my husband:

«He came inside me twice, very deep and a lot. I’m on my way home now. Get ready to fuck your dirty wife.»

While I was riding in the taxi, I felt Artie’s cum slowly leaking out and staining my panties. This sensation was incredibly arousing.

My husband was already waiting for me in the hallway. He didn’t even let me take off my shoes and immediately pinned me against the wall and kissed me. His hands greedily reached under my dress.

• Show me. – he whispered hoarsely.

I lifted my dress, pulled my panties to the side, and spread my legs right there in the hallway. My pussy was still oozing with someone else’s cum.

My husband dropped to his knees and greedily pressed his mouth to my slit. He licked me with such hunger, as if it were the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. I moaned holding his hair.

• I want you now! – he said standing up. Then he turned me to face the wall, lifted my dress, and eagerly entered my pussy. He fucked me hard. I can feel it… – he moaned in my ear. -I can feel his hot cum inside you… Fuck, it’s so exciting!

At these words, I came first clenching tightly around his cock. A few seconds later, he came too adding his sperm to the other’s. He came long and deep pressing his body against me.

• Thank you, darling. I love you so much! – he whispered kissing me tenderly after we caught our breath.
• I know. – I answered quietly. I smiled still feeling the mixture of his and his cum trickling down my inner thigh.