Fantasies and Real Stories

I wanted to relay this story about my exwife, Donna. I had long wanted to see her pleasured by another man and told her about it, when I first told her she was mad because she didnt think that I love her was how she put it. I brought the subject up a few times after that and she would sometimes show some interest and others she would shun the whole idea.

After we had been married for about 9yrs we were having some trouble and she was spending some time at a friends house. The friend also had this black male friend Kenny, that Donna would confide in and talk to him about things on her mind. He was a short guy and not real attractive so I thought nothing of it until one nite she was supposed to meet me at our house after I got off work about midnight. She wasnt there so I drove on up to her friends house, only a few lights were on so I started to knock on the door before I caught a view of Donna and Kenny…they were facing each other and Kenny had his hand up her shirt playing with her tits. Donna is an attractive woman slim with small tits and nice nipples.

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What would the perfect relationship be like? The answer to that question differs greatly between individuals. But for those of us that enjoy sexual sharing without the burden or worry of birth control, the perfect relationship might best be described in terms of the activities that might be enjoyed in one evening by a couple united by love for one another, and love for limitless sexual pleasure. Here would be a perfect evening for me….

As I arrived home, I smiled as I saw the pickup truck sitting in the driveway. I knew that truck well, since it belonged to my best black friend. Thw two of us shared many things together… beer and pool at the local bar, fishing trips, football games. As I walked in the house, I could hear the bed bouncing and moans of pleasures that I knew and recognized as coming from my wife in the throes of a huge orgasm. I wasn’t surprised that she had company, since we had made the decision two months ago that the time had come for another baby. Before heading to the bedroom, I checked on our baby girl who would soon be having her first birthday, and she was snoozing contentedly in her crib. The noise coming from Mom & Dad’s room was nothing new to her, and she now sleeping soundly through the joyful sounds made as we enjoyed pleasure, either together or with others.
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What makes a woman beautiful? Obviously, there is physcial beauty… smiling eyes; a pretty face; large, soft breasts; a curvaceous body that is receptive to pleasure… but that is not what makes a woman truly beautiful. No, what makes a woman truly beautiful and attractive is what she does with her body, and how open her mind is to appreciating the incredible pleasures it can give her.

This is why the most beautiful image in the world is that of a woman who is naked, on her back, her legs spread wide for a young hard black stud who is filling her fertile body with seed — while the man in her life is by her side, holding her hand, whispering tender words of support and encouragement. The beauty of this image is not just the natural erotic response to seeing a woman so accepting of pleasure, or so accepting of her natural desire to create life. It goes deeper than that, because it is an image of a woman who fully accepts her sexuality as a joyous thing that should not be suppressed in the name of love or fidelity. It is the image of a woman who wants to glory in sexual sharing, and who wants the support of her partner as she seeks, seduces and enjoys a wide variety of other men… and embraces the possibility that pregnancy may result.

By sharing herself with others, a woman demonstrates that she is proud of her sexuality and is eager to embrace the pleasures that it brings. A woman who enjoys pleasure with other men while her partner watches, supports and protects her is engaging in a deeply bonding act of intimacy where she exposes herself physically and emotionally by acknowledging her deepest and most secret desires. By opening herself up totally in this fashion, a woman receives the reward of limitless pleasure. And her partner receives the equal reward of of witnessing her pleasure and satisfaction, secure in the knowledge that his support and presence is what makes her pleasure to be so special and gratifying.
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He held my hand while I watched. Watched the man before me look at my body, inspect me, sort of. My husband had brought him home from work with him. He was a tall man, this stranger to our house. My husband is not tall. My husband is barely taller than me. But this man towered over both of us. He reached forward and unbuttoned my top button, pulling my collar back and exposing my soft skin there. He smiled as he saw the swell of my high, full, firm breasts. I am justly proud of them. They drive my husband crazy when he wants to touch them I will not let him. But I had no such games in me tonight. I was already breathing raggedly as I wtached this man that was going to own me, use me, and fill me with his essence.

With a single downward motion, his powerful hand ripped the rest of my buttons open, fully exposing my breasts that were not covered by a brazier. My husband had asked me to remove it just before he and this man arrived home. It was the condition he had asked for when I, after several years of his begging, instructed him to bring home a person of his choice to fuck me. His eyes had gone wide when I used the ‘F’ word. I had never used that word before in his presence.

My husband’s eyes were glued to my half naked body now. His surprise at the stanger’s hand ripping my expensive blouse open caused him to suddenly wonder if he had brought the right man home. The stranger reached inside the top of my skirt, and in a single jerk, ripped it open, removed it, and dropped it. Then he looked down his nose at my husband as if to say, “Like that? Wait until I fuck your little white whore wife, you little white pencil dick!”

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The bar was a pretty nice place and it was pretty crowded. Amy noticed a line at the front, but the bouncer saw her and immediately wave her in.

“You look too hot not to have in here” He said.

Amy smiled and thanked him and headed in. She worried that Alex wasn’t there, or was put off by the lines. Suddenly she felt two hand on either side of her arms. She turned around and without saying a word, kissed Alex and slide her hands up to the back of his shaved head. She had been dying to feel his full, thick lips on hers again since the first kiss and she threw herself into it. This time she didn’t stop Alex’s hands from drifting down and grabbing her ass.
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The next night, Amy attacked her husband after they were finally alone. She needed to get fucked as bad as she had ever needed it. During the throes of passion she present the scenario of what happened the night before as a fantasy to her husband. They both came as hard as they have ever come.

Amy didn’t see Alex for a little while after that. She was actually intentionally avoiding him. And life went on as usual. Amy and Paul would continue to fantasize on occasion about black men fucking her while Paul watched and Amy would when she was alone, sneak out the black dildo and picture Alex fucking her. She was amazed at how easily and how hard she would come when she had that realistic dick stroking in and out of her pussy. She would sometimes suck on the Black shaft, barely fitting her mouth around the base, but she would work on deep throating the entire thing. She had even taken to calling the dildo “Alex” and liked to include more and more often in sex with her husband. (more…)

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(My first attempt at erotic fiction, let me know what you think.. My Wife loves it So I thought Id share.)

Amy got up in the morning and looked smiling at her husband, Paul, still sleeping in the bed next to her. She thought about the sex they had the night before and the strange turn of events things took.
Paul has had a fantasy of seeing Amy with a black man for some time now, and occasionally Amy would make him happy and they would role play her in various scenarios, making a confession to Paul about what a “slut” she had been and going in very graphic detail about the how much she enjoyed black cock and how she couldn’t get enough. This was pretty hot and Paul would usually come pretty quickly. Recently Paul had purchased a life like black dildo and enjoyed using it on Amy and watching her “get fucked by a huge black cock”.
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As you may know I have recently taken the plunge into Interracial Sex.

Anyway, a few weeks later I began taking my lunch breaks in a local bar in a predominantely black neighbourhood where I work once a month.I have a large arse & shapely with it.I got immediate attention and very nervously allowed it. More & more. I took phone numbers & had my ass caressed.My pussy was soaking by the time I left to go back to work.Pussy juice dripping down my legs in fact after soaking right through my knickers !.

Anyway, I met up with 2 guys,heart pounding the whole time.It was amusing at first as I wacthed them both try to outdoor each other with compliments,etc,etc, little did they know I wanted BOTH their huge black cocks pumping cum inside me !

We ended up all going back to my place for coffee….and when I went to the bathroom to freshen up I made sure my 2 Doc Johnson dildos were clearly on show on my bedside cabinet.The bedroom door wide open.My legs were trembling.

But once I sat back down between my 2 new friends, they BOTH just started groping my small tits.I wasn’t wearing a bra and neither was wearing my thong anymore having just taken it off in the bathroom.All I had on were shoes and a skimpy black & white striped dress.[black & white on purpose !]I responded at first with futile protests,pushing their hands away,but I admit I was just being silly.
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Bonnie and I developed a easy go casual friendship and would often go to lunch and talk about different things in life…and of course the subjects of race and sex would come up in our discussions

Bonnie wore these very cute pair of glasses…she had nice lil waist and better looking ass on her…Over the course of our relationship she told me about her life growing up in Bakersfield and college and how her dad wanted her to become a doctor…as we continued to meet for lunch together we became closer friends and when I say friends..with a hot married wife…you know what I mean dont you….well funny how it happened too, at first glance at her I had no desire to seduce her nor did she know of my seductive past…It just happened the course..things I knew she needed..and what is a good friend if you cant help a friend in need .right?….But I’m getting ahead of myself. I’ll tell you more as the story progresses…..we would talk about our problems in general and she talk about her marriage……

In fact over time…I unpeeled more then Bonnie would have wanted to admit… I am easy going so with that I think that helped lower her guard some…but still I knew what was off limits between us, despite us being really good friends….one of the ways I initiated my seduction is that I would open up to Bonnie about some of the women I had been with..and specifically talkin to her about one girl I was with at the time…..I remember telling her about Kim..another married cutie..maybe too cute..she was on the very submissive side and never started any play…I mean this girl did not know how too..it seemed perfect for me to talk about Kim with Bonnie cus she had the same unexplored traits as Kim…..
I am talking about a woman you needs sexual lessons…Kim was uninitiated…I was always the one who had to do everything while she just laid there…this was very curious to Bonnie…and with that curiosity it gave me a opening with her…
Bonnie was real girl..and I think what appealed my attractiveness to her..was she was very simple…not caught up in the fashion drama..she wore lil or no makeup…she would mostly wear jeans and casuals to work..she definitely was a artist…care free and easy spirit….all this led up to one day I wanted to talk about our fantasies….
I figured it be a good time since Bonnie was very hesitant to discuss her sex life…which I knew wasnt all that……I had this thing about Bonnie..and called her my “Good little Catholic girlfriend”…she asked me why I had called her that….I laughed about it a bit but told her “Well you are a girl and you are my friend so you are my girl friend”..she found it cute….well cute wasnt all with me and her….I asked her…”so tell me Bonnie what is your deepest darkest secret when it comes to sex?”…..
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