I sat in the living room of our cozy home sipping whiskey and watching Sabina nervously fix her hair in the mirror. We’d been living the hotwife lifestyle for several years. It all started as an experiment after ten years of marriage. I offered her the freedom to find new partners, while I enjoyed her stories, photos, and even the occasional observation.
Sabina blossomed. She loved being desired, loved coming home with the scent of another man on her skin and telling me every detail while I fucked her remembering her adventures. This didn’t happen often, maybe once every couple of months.
But then I became hooked on interracial porn. Black guys with huge cocks, white wives moaning with pleasure they’d never known from their husbands. I watched it for hours, jerked off, and fantasized about my wife. She noticed the change in my preferences and teased me: «Eric, do you want to see me get fucked by a real bull?» I didn’t deny it.
Sometimes we went to a swingers’ club, where Sabina often looked for partners. She chose confident, well-built men. That evening, I saw Charlie. A tall, muscular black guy in his thirties. Sabina had mentioned him a couple of times already, he was popular among the local hotwives.
I approached him. We started chatting at the bar. I told him about my wife and showed him a couple of her photos in sexy lingerie. Charlie chuckled: «Want me to show your wife what a real size is?» We agreed. I gave him our address and said: «Saturday night. She won’t know all the details in advance.»
Sabina was delighted when I told her I’d found a special guest for her. She put on her best lingerie: black lace panties, stockings, and a short dress that barely covered her butt. When the doorbell rang, she squeezed my hand excitedly.
Charlie walked in confidently wearing tight jeans and a sculpted T-shirt. Sabina froze looking him up and down. They exchanged kisses on the cheek. Then we sat in the living room and drank a glass of wine. Sabina chatted, but I saw her gaze gliding down his crotch every now and then. Charlie took his time. He told stories from the club, joked, and then lightly placed his hand on her knee.
- Show her. – I said quietly looking into his eyes.
Charlie stood and unbuckled his belt. Sabina gasped as he pulled down his jeans. His heavy black cock slid out and hung like a hose. It was already thicker than my own in erection. It was almost 10 inches long, and the circumference of my wife’s wrist.
- Oh, my God, Eric! – Sabina whispered, her eyes wide. She reached out and grasped it at the base. Her fingers wouldn’t close. – It’s impossible. It’s so huge.
Her voice trembled with excitement. She knelt down on the living room carpet, her gaze fixed on him. I sat in the chair across from her, unbuttoned my pants, and slowly stroked myself. Sabina licked her lips and tried to take him into her mouth. The head barely fit. Then she began sucking his BBC drooling and massaging the shaft with both hands. Charlie moaned softly placing his hand on her head.
- Good girl. – he murmured. – Your husband has prepared you well.
A few minutes later, he lifted her and tore off her dress. Sabina was already wet, her sheer panties dark with moisture. Charlie sat her on the edge of the sofa, spread her legs wide, and began rubbing his enormous BBC against her pussy.
- Please, slowly, it’s too big!
Charlie slowly pushed his BBC in and almost entered my wife. She screamed in surprise. Her eyes rolled back, her hands clutching his shoulders. I saw her pussy stretch around that black cock. He went deeper and deeper until he hit her womb. My wife’s whole body trembled, as if she was coming from the first penetration.
Charlie began to fuck her powerfully and rhythmically. Each thrust made her tits bounce, and her moans turned into screams. Then he flipped her over to face me. I saw her face contort with pleasure, her lips biting, her pussy clenching around his cock glistening with juices. Charlie spanked her ass speeding up.
- Tell your husband how you like it. – he said.
- I’ve never felt this good! His’s cock is… ohhhhh! – she came squirting onto the floor.
I couldn’t resist and moved closer. She grabbed my cock with her hand and jerked it off while Charlie pounded her from behind. Her body shook with every thrust. Charlie sped up finally spilling deep inside her. Sabina screamed in orgasm.
Then he pulled out, and thick sperm flowed from her stretched pussy. Sabina breathing heavily, looked at me with a blissful smile:
- Eric, thank you, that was incredible!
We spent another hour. Charlie fucked her again, this time missionary style, while I held her hand. She kissed me and moaned from his thrusts. When he left, I entered her immediately. Her pussy was hot, wet, and so open after him. I came almost instantly. Now Sabina is asking me to bring Charlie again. And I can’t wait for next time.