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.

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One day, an idea struck me that really got me hard. I was away and watching black porn. So I became interested in turning my wife into a whore, but only for black men. I wanted her to give herself completely to their big, dark, rough cocks, who would use her like a cheap white slut who loved to fuck. The thought drove me crazy.

At first, we tried a regular mfm with my friend, just to awaken her interest in other men. We spent the evening drinking heavily, watching porn, and then at night we fucked my wife. I really enjoyed watching as my friend fucked my wife and as she sucked his dick. It was all simply magnificent. After that night, Margo admitted that she had never felt so satisfied and used at the same time. I realized she was ready for black cocks.

We created a profile on a sex dating site and explicitly stated in the description: «Young married white slut seeking only black men for sex.» We took sexy photos writing «For BBC only» on her body.

Then we started getting huge feedback. Black guys wrote dirty messages and sent photos of their huge BBC. All I had to do was choose which of them would fuck my wife for the first time. When we discussed this fun with Margo, she declared that since she was now a slut, she would take money. Especially if it was black guys who fucked her.

This phrase really turned me on. It seemed like I was the one persuading my wife to have sex with black men, and she was also making money off of it. We decided to charge a nominal fee, so Margo could get into character. We weren’t planning on making money, and it was unclear how it would end.

Then my friend told me he had two black guys he knew who wanted to fuck my young white wife. One just back from shift work, and the other a big basketball player with a BBC that would rip any white pussy apart. We agreed on a small amount. Margo said she’d buy some new sexy lingerie afterward.

On the appointed evening, we rented a hotel room. She wore black stockings with a garter belt, a tiny red thong with the words «For BBC Only», a very short skirt that barely covered her butt, and a tight top. She wore bold makeup, smoky eyes, and bright red lipstick. My wife looked like a cheap whore, and I absolutely loved it.

When there was a knock on the door, she opened it herself. Two huge black guys walked in. A tall, muscular shift worker and an even bigger basketball player. They immediately began checking her out.

Margo sat on the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide, and lifted her top revealing her firm, small tits with hard nipples. The black guys grinned and came closer.

One of them immediately sat down next to her, roughly grabbed her tits, and began licking her nipples. Margo unzipped his fly and pulled out a thick black cock. It was much bigger than mine or my friend’s. She grabbed it with both hands and began jerking it off.

Then Margo found herself between the two guys. She knelt between them looking up with the lustful gaze of a true whore. She took turns sucking their huge BBC spitting on them and drooling trying to take them down her throat. The first one came right on her face. His thick white sperm ran down her cheeks and red lipstick.

Then they laid her on the bed. One black guy immediately entered her roughly and deeply. The second stuck his BBC in her mouth. They fucked my wife from both sides, like a true white whore for black men. I sat in the chair and jerked off watching her petite body shake from the powerful thrusts.

The first one came inside filling her pussy with thick sperm. The second one immediately took his place and also came deeply adding his own. She writhed and moaned on the bed as they fucked her. She came, her whole body shaking and twitching in some kind of convulsions. And the guys just grinned. And then white streams began to flow from her stretched cunt.

Margo knelt again and thoroughly licked and cleaned both black cocks with her tongue. After a short rest, they continued. The shift worker fucked her hard almost all night without stopping spanking her ass and leaving red marks on her white skin, pulling her hair, calling her a «white slut for black cocks.» She moaned, screamed, and came several times in a row, like the last horny slut wife. The second guy often used her mouth during this time or simply watched and jerked off.

By morning, her pussy was very stretched out, covered in cum that kept leaking out, her makeup completely smeared, her hair a tangled mess, her stockings and panties torn. She barely resembled the modest girl I’d married. Now she was a real whore for black men. I walked up to her, pulled out my dick, and simply shoved it into her mouth.

• You did a good job today, whore. They highly praised my white wife. – I praised her while fucking her in the mouth, and then I came deep in her throat and made her swallow it all.

Since then, we’ve been having these meetings regularly. My wife is now officially a whore only for black men. I post the best photos in closed groups and chats for those looking for white girls for the night. Now, if someone at a bar asks where they can find a hot young whore, I calmly show them my phone with photos of my wife.

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Even then, I thought he was working for a famous TV channel now. It even makes me laugh when I think about it. I clicked the icon. The chat was long. Really long. Then I started scrolling up and felt a knot in my stomach.

The first thing I noticed were the photos of her naked boobs. A perfect photo taken in our bedroom. My wife texted: «Do you still like the way they look?» His reply came a minute later: «Oh shit, Angie, you’re killing me. Send me more, just spread your legs wider.»

I scrolled further. It was all there. She was standing in front of the bathroom mirror spreading her lips with two fingers, so he could see how wet she was. The next photo showed her on all fours on our bed, the camera facing from behind, her pussy glistening with arousal. «Shooting it just like you asked. Can you imagine entering me?» she texted him.

Then there was a short video. My wife was lying on her back, legs spread wide slowly inserting two fingers into her pussy softly moaning his name: «Taylor, I want your thick black cock so bad!»

My hands were shaking. I didn’t want to be paranoid, but my hands opened the gallery. And then I found a hidden folder. There were even more. Fresh pictures. My wife took them yesterday. While I was at work, she made him a compilation: her in my white shirts, unbuttoned to her belly button, her nipples protruding, one hand between her legs. In the last photo, she had come, her face contorted in pleasure, her fingers glistening, a wet spot on the sheet. The caption: «Came thinking of you. Too bad it wasn’t on you.»

I heard the shower turn off. I felt like some kind of spy or a paranoid husband. So I quickly exited the chat, but I couldn’t stop. I opened her recently deleted page.

There was a video she’d clearly deleted this morning. She’s sitting on the toilet, legs spread filming cum leaking out of her pussy. It clearly wasn’t mine. I hadn’t cum in her in four days. In the video, she’s smearing thick white fluid over her clit with her finger and whispering: «Look how much you cummed in me yesterday.»

Then the bathroom door opened. My wife came out wearing just a towel, her hair wet, a slight smile on her face. She saw me holding her phone and froze.

• What are you doing? – her voice wavered.
• I’m watching my wife send her pussy to her ex-colleague. And how she writes to him that she wants him to fuck her for real because her husband ‘isn’t the same anymore. – I looked up at her. My mouth was dry.

She turned pale and tried to justify herself.

• Then what is it? – I stood up and came closer. My voice was strangely calm. – You texted him yesterday at 2:37 PM that you missed his thick black cock. And at 10:14 PM, while I was sleeping next to you, you sent him a video of yourself jerking off and moaning his name.

She was silent. I grabbed her hair and pulled her toward me.

• You know what’s the funniest thing? – I whispered against her lips. – I’m so hard right now, I haven’t been in a long time. Because I saw what a dirty slut you really are.

She was breathing heavily. Her towel fell to the floor revealing her naked body. I ran my fingers between her legs. She was wet, apparently aroused by the whole situation.

• What are you going to do? – she whispered.
• First, I’ll make you tell me everything. In detail. And then… then I’ll decide whether I’ll fuck you like my wife or like some other guy’s slut who’s been starved for real sex.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly as my two fingers easily entered her.

• Tell me. – I said slowly moving my hand. – How long has he been fucking you?

She licked her lips and moaned.

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Grace told me that some of her clients shared passionate stories about sex with young men, especially black men, who were having their first experience with such guys. Recently, the beauty salon where my wife worked was closed for renovations, and she sometimes received regular clients at home. She had a lot of free time. And these fantasies took over.

After these thoughts, I began to wonder if my wife could have been cheating on me while I was away at conferences for a couple of days, sometimes a week. But we never discussed it, we left room for freedom in our marriage, and it’s been strong for 25 years now. So I told my wife I was fine with her fulfilling her sexual fantasy. I didn’t want to be an observer or learn details from her. It was important to me that she would be safe when it happened. So we decided that the meeting would take place in our house.

Then Grace told me she’d met a suitable guy at a local club where she went with an old client. They arranged a date for Saturday. I said okay, I was just about to start working at college. They had the whole house to themselves. I waited until this guy came to our house, and then I left.

I couldn’t get to work because I couldn’t get over the thought of my wife having sex with a young black guy right in our house. So I turned around and drove back. I parked a distance away and snuck up to our house. I knew I could watch unnoticed through our bedroom window from the bushes in our yard.

My wife was already lying naked on our bed, and a black guy was climbing on top of her. His black cock was already hard, huge, and wet. My wife had obviously already sucked this giant to get it hard. He lowered himself onto my wife and began kneading and licking her boobs and nipples, while his hard black cock rubbed against her pussy and stomach.

Then he lifted her legs slightly and began slowly entering my wife’s pussy. He moved fucking my wife’s pussy, and I could see how much she enjoyed it. She stroked his shoulders and arms, and her lips moved saying something.

Then he began to speed up and was practically lying on my wife’s body. They kissed. My wife moaned beneath him. And then she came. I heard her scream loudly: «I’m cumming, I’m cumming!» And soon this guy, too, apparently came inside my wife. After that, they lay on top of each other.

It looked like two lovers making love for a long time. My dick was hard, and I squeezed it in my pants, afraid to cum. Only when they finished I was able to relax and come in my underwear. After that, I went to my car. I couldn’t shake the thought that this wasn’t the first time my wife had been fucking other men. I don’t know where it happened, maybe even at our house.

It excited me so much. I didn’t want to question my wife about it. But I really enjoyed knowing about it and watching it. I figured I wouldn’t mind if she did it again.

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She dressed in a short dress and a thong one weekend and went to a bar. She was obviously having a good time there. I went to the store and decided to drive past this bar on the way back. And I saw my wife driving through a large parking lot. She was leaning against her car, and some black guy was fucking her from behind.

I decided to stop to watch for a while, and also not to scare the couple. My wife stuck her ass out trying to get into the rhythm of the BBC fucking her. Her dress was pulled up, so her bare white ass glistened in the dark. Then I quickly drove home and waited for her. She returned about an hour later. Rosie had cleaned herself up, but it was still obvious that someone had fucked her.

• How did you have fun, babe? – I asked my wife.
• Oh, that was great! – she said coming over to me.
• I can feel your pussy all wet and sticky. – I slipped my hand under her dress, squeezed her ass, and then pushing aside her thong, stuck two fingers into her pussy.
• Yes, a black guy fucked me great today. He did it right in the parking lot. – she replied moaning under my fingers.
• So you acted like a real slut letting him use you right there in the parking lot?
• Oh, yes, darling, that’s right.
• He fucked you with his black cock and left you right there like a slut? And did you bring his cum home? – I moved my fingers deeper and deeper into her pussy and became excited.
• Yes, I did everything just the way you like it.
• Then get on your knees and suck me off.

My wife knelt before me and pulled out my hard cock. She opened her mouth, after which I pushed my cock inside. She looked at me. I grabbed her head and pushed my cock deep into her throat. Then I began to fuck her head for a long time holding my cock deep, so that her lips touched my hairy pubis.

I held back from fucking my wife’s mouth for a long time because I intended to fuck her used pussy. So I pushed her onto the bed soon and inserted my hard cock into her pussy. It was wet, very wet.

• He left a lot of cum here. – I said fucking my wife’s pussy.
• Yes, darling, he came a lot because he hasn’t fucked in a long time.
• It’s a good thing he got a slut like you, right?
• Yes, darling.

I continued fucking her remembering how that black guy fucked my wife in the parking lot. Then I grabbed her tits and began squeezing her nipples fucking her pussy deep and hard. She came, and I pulled out my cock, stuck it between her cheeks, and began to spill my cum.

When she came, I pushed my cock back in and released the rest of my cum into her used pussy. I lay on top of her until my cock softened right inside her pussy. Well, that was a great weekend.

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I’ve always wanted a threesome. We discussed it. Phil was pretty turned on when I told him about it, and I really wanted it to happen. So we always knew we’d definitely try it. All that was left was to plan it. We decided it would be a guy outside our group of friends, so there wouldn’t be any unnecessary conversations.

Phil went to various gyms and exercise centers. There were a lot of different guys there. I picked him up a few times and looked at all the guys, maybe I’d like someone. Then a black guy started saying hi to me, and we chatted for a while when I was waiting for Phil.

I felt really comfortable talking to this guy named Keith. I looked at his body, his muscles, his dark skin, and his strong arms. Then I caught myself thinking I’d love to fuck this guy. Then I told my boyfriend about it. We decided it would be a great idea for Keith and I to have a threesome.

I got goosebumps at the thought of fucking a black guy. We didn’t know how to tell him about our desire, and then it all happened naturally. We met at a party. It was unexpected, but Phil and I realized it was a great opportunity.

That night, the three of us ended up in our apartment. I was very nervous. Phil kissed me and did everything he could to make me relax. Then, gradually, both guys touched and stroked my body. While Phil kissed me, Keith slowly undressed me. His hands wandered over my body making me feel hot.

Finding myself naked in front of two guys felt incredible. I was in my boyfriend’s arms when Keith entered me. And I was so wet, I felt dizzy with excitement. I moaned from his cock. It was so different, a new sensation. I felt it was thicker and longer than my boyfriend. He moved so confidently, as if he knew every cell of me.

Phil watched, touched me, and then fucked me after Keith. And it was like two different worlds inside me at once. I came so hard that my legs shook for about ten minutes. Afterward, I couldn’t think of anything else. Phil noticed how I was glowing and smiled. «You liked it, huh?» I nodded. I didn’t just like it. It was a revelation.

Then I thought about strange men’s hands on my body for the next two weeks. I wanted more and confessed it to my boyfriend. «With two black guys?» I nodded biting my lip. He was so excited he didn’t even argue. We agreed to meet Keith and his friend in a week.

When they arrived, Phil was already sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. I could see him trembling with anticipation, but he didn’t come over. «I’ll just watch today.» he whispered to me before they arrived. His cock was already hard, but he wasn’t touching himself. He was just watching.

I stood in the middle of the room in my lace lingerie. Tyrone and Keith didn’t waste time talking. Tyrone pulled me against him from behind, his large hands cupping my boobs, his fingers squeezing my nipples until I moaned. Keith knelt in front of me, pulled down my panties, and pressed his lips to my pussy.

His tongue was hot and insistent. I grabbed his shoulders feeling myself begin to fall into deep pleasure again. «You’re so wet…» Tyrone growled in my ear. His huge, heavy black cock pressed against my lower back. I’d never felt anything like it. When Keith stood up and they both lifted me into their arms, I was already trembling with anticipation. They laid me down on the bed. Tyrone lay underneath me and slowly entered me. I screamed. He was so thick that I felt my vaginal walls gradually stretch gripping his cock. His every movement sent waves of pleasure through my body, from my clit to my fingertips.

Keith knelt in front of my face. His black cock was slightly thinner but longer, with a swollen head. I took it into my mouth. While Tyrone fucked me from below with powerful, rhythmic thrusts, Keith fucked my mouth holding my hair. I choked, but I loved it, I really loved feeling completely filled with cock, used and desired.

The new sensation was everywhere. They moved in sync, as if they’d done it a thousand times. Tyrone grabbed my hips and started pounding faster, his balls slapping my ass. Keith moaned pushing deeper into my throat. I came first. It was sharp, hard, with a scream that drowned out the cock in my mouth. My muscles clenched around Tyrone so hard he growled and came inside me flooding my insides with hot cum. I felt every pulse.

They didn’t let me rest, but flipped me over onto all fours. Now Keith entered me from behind. His black cock reached depths I hadn’t even suspected. Tyrone stood in front of me and thrust his still-hard cock into my mouth. I sucked tasting my own taste mixed with his cum. Phil was breathing heavily in the chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him slowly masturbating looking at me. His eyes were full of excitement. He wasn’t jealous. He was enjoying himself.

I came a second time when Keith slapped my ass and penetrated even deeper. A third orgasm washed over me when Tyrone came in my mouth, and I swallowed it all without stopping. New sensations washed over me in waves. I felt complete surrender, two strong bodies controlling my every movement, the warmth of their skin, the contrast of their sizes, the way they filled me simultaneously from front and back. I felt dirty, depraved, and incredibly free. Every thrust sent sparks down my spine. My pussy throbbed growing more sensitive with each passing moment. I screamed and begged for more and deeper.

Then they took over my entire body. Tyrone entered me from behind, and Keith lay underneath me and entered my pussy. Double penetration was something beyond me. I felt them rubbing against each other inside me through the thin septum. My whole body trembled, tears streaming down my cheeks from the overwhelming sensation. I came so hard that for a moment it was as if I lost my sight.

Phil came watching this. I heard him groan from the corner, but he didn’t come over. He simply watched as I gave myself completely to two black men. All of this revealed something new in me, some burning, insatiable side I hadn’t known existed before.

I woke up late the next day. My body ached so sweetly and deeply, as if I’d been caressed and simultaneously pounded by soft waves all night. I lay there, unable to move. A pleasant, nagging ache throbbed between my legs, a reminder of how deeply and greedily I’d been fucked the night before. My pussy was slightly swollen and hot, and when I gently ran my fingers over the labia, I felt them still wet and sensitive.

Phill was sleeping next to me. His breathing was even and calm, but I knew he hadn’t slept too until almost morning. We barely spoke after Tyrone and Keith left. We only took a silent shower together, where he gently washed me. Then we went to bed, and he simply held me until I fell asleep.

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Then we finally decided to take care of the house by the river where we used to go on vacation. We hadn’t been there in a while, and it was gathering dust. So we bought some renovation materials and decided to go there for the summer.

After we cleaned it out, we enjoyed nature and sunbathed. The change of scenery has had a wonderful effect on awakening our sexuality. My wife suddenly became as horny as she had been in the first years of our marriage. Rachel is a beautiful brunette of medium height with a soft, plump figure. I have always adored her body at any age.

On those summer evenings, we had sex as if we were young again. One evening, as we lounged in lounge chairs drinking cocktails, our neighbor stopped by to introduce himself. He said he’d lived there for three years and had never seen anyone in our building before. His name was Darren, a tall, thirty five year old black man. He was single and had moved in to work on his dissertation in solitude.

Soon, he started dropping by for lunch or dinner. Then he’d help us with some repairs around the house or the yard. In the evenings, we often began sitting on our deck. Then I began to notice my wife trying to look her best. She said she felt uncomfortable to look unkempt in the presence of another man. I liked that. One evening, our conversation turned to 80s music. And soon, Rachel was dancing in Darren’s arms. And I sat and watched.

It was quite sexy. And I started having sexual thoughts about my wife and Darren. After all, he was younger, and Rachel had never been with a black man. And that seemed so sexy. At first, we just joked about it, but gradually the conversations evolved into fantasies. At first, Rachel was extremely shy, blushing and brushing it off. But one evening, we watched a few videos on the topic, and it was like an electric shock for both of us. It was unexpectedly arousing.

From then on, the fantasy of a big black cock became a permanent fixture in our bedroom. We talked about it almost every time we had sex. Talking to Darren only fueled the fire. I enjoyed watching my wife’s eyes light up whenever he was around. I could guess what she was thinking. And in my mind, I could already see my wife giving herself to a black man, despite her age.

One evening, when Darren came over to watch baseball and brought a bottle of good whiskey, I made up my mind. After a few sips, I told him straight about our fantasies with Rachel, about how much she wanted to try BBC and how it turned me on. He listened attentively and then admitted that he really liked my wife.

We had an honest man-to-man conversation. No feelings, no jealousy, just mutual desire and pleasure. He agreed. A few days later, it all happened. Darren came over again. While my wife was in the kitchen, I pinned her to the table and slipped my hand into her panties. I caressed her until she was wet. Then I asked her: «Are you ready to feel a big black cock? Ready for him to fuck you?» She trembled and moaned.

Then we returned to the living room. The flirting between my wife and Darren became increasingly explicit. We started a sports bet and were sitting almost naked within half an hour. Rachel wasn’t shy about undressing and looked absolutely stunningly horny. Her heavy tits with hard nipples and smoothly shaved pussy were beautiful. Darren and I covered our erections.

Then Rachel decided to take action. She knelt down in front of our neighbor, reached into his underwear, and pulled out a huge black cock. My wife simply held it in her hand for a few seconds. Then she leaned over and captured the head of it with her lips.

She began sucking our neighbor’s black cock, just like the women in our videos did. She worked her mouth diligently, deeply drooling trying to take as much as possible. Rachel caressed her tits with one hand. I sat next to her and couldn’t take my eyes off her. My cock was hard.

Finally, she stood up, climbed onto the couch, and stood with her back to Darren. He ran the thick black head over her wet lips. Darren began to slowly insert his cock into my wife’s pussy. When the head entered, Rachel screamed. Then Darren grabbed her hips and began to firmly thrust his cock into her wet pussy.

She moaned so loudly that I shuddered. His black cock began to work powerfully inside her pussy. With each thrust, my wife moaned louder. Her large tits swayed heavily over the sofa. It was incredibly hot to watch my mature wife take a real BBC for the first time in her life.

Darren fucked her quite hard and deep. Soon he groaned and came flooding her pussy with cum. Rachel trembled with pleasure begging him not to stop. When he pulled out, thick white cum flowed from her stretched hole.

A minute later, Rachel took his cock in her mouth again licking everything on it. Then Darren put her on her knees in front of the sofa, so that her upper body lay flat on the sofa. He positioned himself on top, so I could see his black cock entering my wife’s pussy. He pounded her hard, his eggs slapping against her skin. And then Rachel had a powerful orgasm. My wife shook and screamed.

After that, Darren pulled out and came on her ass and back. I had been stroking myself the whole time watching the black cock fuck my wife. I came. When our neighbor left, we lay relaxed on the sofa silently looking at each other. Then I ran my fingers over her swollen, cum-drenched pussy.

I woke up excited that morning. While Rachel was standing in the bathroom, I came up behind her, bent her over the sink, and entered her still-sensitive pussy. We fucked recalling every detail of the previous night. The thought of another, much larger cock inside her was incredibly arousing. I knew we were in for something we’d never experienced before.

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One day my friends and I got together for a party. My friend Barry pulled me aside for a chat. We were already pretty drunk. Basically, he told me that my girlfriend was known to all the guys in his group because she loved to suck cock. He also said that many guys had fucked her, and that it had been many times and with several guys.

This really shocked me considering Barry was a black guy, and almost all of his friends were too. I didn’t believe it. Barry and I had never been close friends, and I didn’t understand why he was telling me this. I thought about it after our conversation, and it kept bothering me.

I know how great Chris is at sucking cock. Our first time started with a blowjob. I was enjoying it so much back then that I considered myself very lucky. And besides, she was always sucking. She liked to suck everywhere: in the car, in the park, in the fitting room, or in friends’ bathrooms. I considered myself lucky. There was nothing suspicious about it for me, I couldn’t think anything wrong with my girlfriend loving to suck cock.

A month later, we moved into our apartment. Chris was always affectionate and passionate, and everything seemed perfect. But Barry’s words sometimes popped into my head. Then I started catching myself imagining her sucking other guys’ black cocks. These thoughts turned me on immensely. When she gave me a blowjob, I imagined her surrounded by black cocks, and my dick got even harder.

Gradually, the fantasy of Chris sucking a black cock not far from me completely took hold of me. Then our friends invited us to a party. The house was packed. Chris wore a short, form-fitting dress that perfectly accentuated her figure. I spent the entire evening staring at her when she wasn’t with me.

Then Chris took me into one of the rooms at night. She kissed me, asked if everything was okay, and then pulled down my pants and gave me a fantastic blowjob. I came, relaxed, and went back to the guests, but she stayed behind saying she wanted to lie down.

I continued chatting with my friends. Then Barry came up to me, he was also at the party. It was as if he’d been waiting for the right moment. He brought up the topic of my girlfriend and black cocks again. I was pretty relaxed and interested in finally putting this matter to rest.

Anyway, his friends and I decided to go up to Chris’s room. She was sitting with her smartphone, quite relaxed. Then she looked at all the guys and tossed back her long hair. Barry told her that I knew everything, and I didn’t mind.

I moved toward the bed. And all the guys stood around the chair where she was sitting. The room was pleasantly dim. I sat on the bed and watched the guys pull their dicks out of their pants. Now my girlfriend had five black cocks dangling in front of her.

Barry was the first to approach. Chris took his black cock in her hand and then began sucking. She did this with obvious pleasure deepthroating him and working her tongue around the head. Then she looked at him testing his reaction. He groaned after a couple of minutes and came in her mouth.

Then the next guy came over. His cock was really big. He pulled down Chris’s dress so that her boobs were visible. He rubbed his big black cock over her boobs, and she grabbed his cock and began jerking him off with her boobs. Then the guys lifted her from the chair and led her to the bed. She lay down. Then this guy got on top of her and began rubbing his cock over her boobs.

She grabbed them again, and now the head of his cock was passing between her boobs and entering her mouth. The other guys approached her and lifted her dress. They started rubbing her pussy through her panties, and she loved it.

While the guys were caressing her pussy with her panties pulled back, her head was getting deeper and deeper into his cock. She choked on it while the guy fucked her throat. Then he came deep without removing his cock from her mouth.

Her makeup was smeared all over her face. Another guy had already approached her head and thrust his cock into her mouth. She lay there allowing him to enter her mouth again. I could see his cock moving back and forth in her neck.

He came deep into my girlfriend’s throat again. She said she was tired of lying there and stood up. And the new guy had already approached her with a hard black cock. She gave in again and happily sucked his cock twisting her head and caressing his balls with her hands. He came spraying his cum all over her face and tits.

The guys changed several times like this. They all came in her mouth or on her face and tits. Chris was covered in cum. Then all the guys left leaving us alone. I watched my girlfriend look like a slut with cum all over her body, smeared makeup, her dress hiked up, and her hair disheveled.

I walked up to her. She immediately unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard cock, and took it into her mouth. I immediately felt such relaxation. But at the same time, I realized that other guys had cum in my girlfriend’s mouth just a few minutes ago. And it turned me on like crazy, like she was everyone’s whore, but also mine.

I was incredibly aroused. Chris was looking up at me. I pulled my dick out of her mouth, positioned Chris doggy style pushing her wet panties aside, and entered her. She was so wet. I fucked her hard remembering how she sucked all the guys’ black cocks. Chris moaned and was very pliable, and she came quickly. I seemed pleased with myself and came deep inside her too.

We both collapsed onto the bed, very tired. I knew this was one of the best moments of our sex life. It was an immense excitement and pleasure that I couldn’t compare to anything else.

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It was early March. I was standing at the counter waiting while a girl in glasses checked my documents. The door to the open space office was slightly open, and I saw him. A tall, broad-shouldered black man with short curly hair. He was standing by the window with a cup of coffee in his hand laughing about something while talking to his colleague. His white shirt stretched across his chest so tightly that I couldn’t help but hold my breath. He has beautiful hands, strong wrists, and perfect posture. I felt something click inside.

I started arriving earlier seemingly at the right moment. The third time, I heard his name was Kevin. He’d been working in the IT department for six months. I casually asked a girl I knew at the reception, «Does he have a phone number? I’m having trouble with the printer at the office. Maybe he can help.» She smiled and dictated it. I saved the contact as «Kevin_office.»

When I got home that evening, I wrote him my first message after getting out of the shower. My heart was pounding like a schoolgirl’s. I hadn’t had a lover in a long time. And I was already missing the thrill of it. Besides, my husband didn’t mind and allowed me to take any liberties. After all, our marriage is built on these sweet liberties.

So I wrote to him:

«Hi. This is Anna, the courier from the law firm. You probably don’t remember, but I come to see you every week. I heard your name today and decided to write. Mind chatting?»

He replied ten minutes later: «Hi, Anna! Of course I remember. You’re always in a black coat and carrying a big folder.»

We texted every day. At first, about work, the weather, how he missed a real American burger. Then I became bolder. I sent photos: first just my reflection in the mirror in a new dress, then in lacy lingerie I’d bought especially for him. «This is for you!» I wrote under one photo. He responded with a voicemail: a low, velvety voice with a slight accent. «Anna, you kill me. You’re so beautiful, I can’t concentrate on work.»

Then I went even further. I told him how I imagined his hands on my body. How I wanted to feel his lips on my neck. He responded in the same vein: «I’d pin you against the wall right here in our office and not let go until you moan my name.» Every message he sent made my thighs clench. We texted each other all night. I masturbated to his voicemails imagining him whispering it in my ear.

Thursday arrived faster than I expected. I put on my most revealing lingerie under my formal business suit: black lace panties and a bra that barely covered my boobs. I also put on high heels. When I walked into the office, my heart was pounding so loudly that I was afraid everyone would hear. Then I handed over the contracts, smiled at the secretary, and as soon as I was in the hallway, I pulled out my phone.

«I’m here. The restroom is on the fifth floor, in the far stall. Come in five minutes. I’m waiting.»

And I stood inside the stall, my back pressed against the cold wall. The door was ajar. I heard footsteps a few minutes later. The door opened, and he walked in.

Kevin was even more handsome up close. His eyes were dark and hot sweeping over me. Then he closed the door behind him and immediately pinned me against the wall. His hand rested on my waist, the other on the back of my head.

• Are you serious? – he whispered hoarsely.
• Yes. – I breathed out and reached for his lips.

The kiss was harsh, passionate, and impatient. His tongue immediately entered my mouth, and I moaned. Kevin’s hands slid under my skirt lifting it to my waist. He abruptly ripped my panties down, and the fabric split. I unbuckled his belt feeling his hard cock pulsing beneath my hands. A big, hot black cock.

• Faster! – I whispered wrapping my arm around his BBC and sliding him up and down.

He lifted me by the hips, and my legs wrapped around his waist. He entered me almost completely. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I’d been waiting for this for so long, for his black cock to fill me, and it was incredible.

Kevin began to move and penetrate me deeper. I’ve been waiting for this guickie with a BBC in the bathroom for so long. Each thrust drove me into the wall. The restroom stall shook. I dug my nails into his shoulders burying my face in his neck to muffle my moans.

• Yes… like this… harder! – I begged whispering in his ear.

He fucked me faster. His hands held my ass tightly, and his fingers dug into my skin. I felt everything inside me tighten, my orgasm rapidly approaching. He went particularly deep and paused for a second, then began moving in short, hard thrusts hitting the exact spot that made my vision go dark.

I came first. My body arched, and I bit his shoulder through his shirt to keep from screaming. Waves of pleasure rolled over me one after another. Kevin moaned into my hair and a few seconds later came deep inside me filling me completely. His hips trembled, his whole body pressing into me.

We stood like that for another minute breathing heavily. He slowly lowered me to the floor. My legs were shaking. His cum ran down the inside of my thigh. I quickly took some wet wipes out of my purse, and we both silently cleaned ourselves up. Then he zipped up his pants, and I adjusted my skirt. I had to put my panties in my purse because they were hopelessly ruined.

• That was… so damn hot. – he whispered.
• Next Thursday in the same stall? – I smiled feeling my insides still pulsing.
• I’ll wait for your message. – he chuckled, adjusting his shirt.

I left first. My heart was still pounding. In the elevator, I looked at myself in the mirror: disheveled hair, flushed lips, a satisfied smile. Once a week, I’ll bring contracts here. And now I’ll have another, very pleasant, reason to come back.

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Then we decided to go outside and have a smoke, and a guy we knew came with us. Troy is an athletic black guy who works for a sports channel. We sometimes ran into him at parties. He was charming and easygoing. We stood in a quiet alley behind the bar, smoking and talking. The conversation somehow smoothly turned to topics of sex, fantasies, and relationship boundaries.

Alcohol and fatigue took all the brakes off. When my wife shared her sexual fantasy about a threesome, Troy smiled. I felt aroused. We moved a little deeper into the shadows. My wife, without a word, knelt down on the asphalt between us. First, she unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard cock, then almost immediately turned to Troy.

When she pulled down his pants, I saw that his cock was larger than mine, with heavy balls. Lena grabbed it with both hands and looked up at me. Then she opened her mouth and slowly took his head. Her lips stretched around the thick black shaft. She began to suck. At first, she did it gently, then deeper and deeper. The smacking sounds, the drool running down her chin, and Troy’s quiet moans drove me crazy.

I loved watching my beautiful, tender wife so lustfully swallow that big black cock. She tried to take it as deep as possible choking, but she kept going. Lena kept pulling out licking its entire length kissing the head, and then deepthroating it again. Her eyes were half-lidded, her face pure arousal. I had never seen her so depraved and yet so desirable.

• Do you like it? – I asked hoarsely.

She nodded still holding his cock in her mouth, and continued sucking even harder. I stroked her head whispering what a dirty slut she was and how much I loved her. The sight of her lips wrapping around that thick, dark shaft, her attempt to take it deep in her throat, sent such a wave of arousal through me that I almost came for no reason.

We were about to move on and find a place to fuck her together, but at that moment the last customers poured out of the bar. Loud voices, laughter, the sound of doors slamming. Someone even started walking toward us. We froze. My wife quickly stood up, wiped her lips and chin. Troy struggled to get his still-hard cock in. We realized it was no longer possible for the three of us to continue outside.

I suggested we get into our car and drive somewhere. But Troy apologized and said he couldn’t stay. We hugged exchanged knowing glances. And then he left.

As soon as Lena and I got into the car, I reclined the front seat. She immediately lifted her dress. Her pussy was incredibly wet and glistening. I quickly entered her and began fucking her. Lena moaned loudly wrapping her legs around me.

• Did you see how I sucked his big black cock? – she whispered in my ear as I fucked her hard. – It was so thick. I could barely fit it in my mouth.
• Yes, I really enjoyed it. – I growled thrusting deep and hard into her. “You looked like such a slutty slut on your knees.

I fucked her hard holding her hips. She came hard first. I followed almost immediately flooding her pussy with cum.

• I really enjoyed how excited you were to watch me suck his black cock. – my wife said.
• We’ll definitely do it again. Only this time we’ll find a place where no one will disturb us.

Then we drove home in silence. We were a little tired, but smiling.

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