Straight Female / 46
When my husband Jim and I were married for about 2 years, we used to watch erotic videos on those old VHS tapes, usually on Saturday nights. It was nice to relax and he would rub my pussy and I'd stroke him while we watched.
One Saturday night we were watching a tape he rented as usual. But the second scene was with a very dark black man having sex with a submissive blonde. I had never seen anything quite like this and Jim noticed that I was wetter than usual. He made a comment like, "wow, this really turns you on!" and asked if I'd ever been with a black man before, of course I hadn't. I wished he'd drop the subject and he did, but not before he gave me this big grin. The sex that night really felt good, better than usual.
Jim seemed to be obsessed with this idea now, but to be honest I couldn't care less. But I liked to see him happy so I played along. He would send me emails with pics attached of various black men with white girls, I looked at them and most were pretty uninteresting porn, but a few were kinda hot to look at.
He didn't bug me about it but sometimes he would bring up the subject, like he knew I liked the actor Danny Glover and he would ask me about that, did I find him sexy. After a while I started feeling a little better about talking about it with him. I knew some girlfriends that had been with black men and one even married her guy. So one day Jim and I talked about what it is that is sexy about this?? He said he thought it was because it was kind of forbidden fruit, like it was still a little bit taboo. For the first time I realized that was why I was finding the idea interesting. And I thought about what it would be like to actually be with a black man, though I didn't tell Jim about this yet.
I kind of let him take charge of it. After a while we would go out to certain bars together and just talk to some black guys. Nothing ever happened, just talk. But with some of them I was getting really excited sitting there. I got especially aroused after seeing some of the stares we got from the other customers. After that we'd go home and Jim and I would have some amazing sex.
One day we met Ray, a very nice, well-built man who was in the military. He was about our age and very dark. Well, he insisted we exchange emails and we went out with him again the following week. We kind of knew this was going to be the guy. So the three of us got together in a motel room one hot summer afternoon. I was so nervous but we knew Ray by now and he was great, he joked around a lot and made me feel really relaxed.
When we got behind closed doors and undressed, the feeling was very tense at first. I wrapped my mouth around his cock for the first time and felt myself tremble and whimper a little, he was having such an electric effect on me. Jim noticed how turned on I was and stroked my pussy while I sucked on Ray's cock.
I think Ray would have let me suck him all afternoon, so I finally looked up at him with longing and he understood. I laid back on the bed and smiled at Ray while he got between my legs. He barely placed his cock head on my vagina and I could already feel myself cumming. When he pushed it in I went over the edge. I could not stop, it was just one after another and I heard myself moaning in a way I never had, like it was a woman I didn't know.
I got on top of Ray after a while and Jim positioned myself at my ass. I felt so full as both of them filled me up. They rocked me back and forth gently at first, then a little harder and faster. Jim kinda came right away and pulled out, leaving Ray to continue fucking me. Finally after what seemed like an hour, I held Ray really close as he came inside me. I was in heaven and fell asleep with a smile on my face. The last thing I remember was both guys pulling the covers up on me and smiling at me.
Our motel dates morphed into overnights at our house. Then one day when Ray knew that Jim was out of town, he called me and asked me to go out on a date with him, just the two of us. I didn't know what to say but Ray convinced me it would be fine. So we went out like any other couple. Ray knew exactly what to say to me, all the time, to make me feel sexy and wanted. And I LOVED the looks I got from everyone.
I started seeing him more and more without telling Jim. One of our favorite dates was going for long drives in the country with me sucking his cock as he drove. I loved making him cum in my mouth and lovingly swallowed it all. He even took me to a conference in a nearby city and we spent three nights together like a married couple.
When Ray moved back to South Carolina I was devastated. Jim kinda knew what was going on and understood my depression. We tried to set things up with other guys but it wasn't the same, at least not at first. Eventually I did meet other guys and we had some nice times. But on this Valentine's day I will never forget Ray and how he made me feel.
One Saturday night we were watching a tape he rented as usual. But the second scene was with a very dark black man having sex with a submissive blonde. I had never seen anything quite like this and Jim noticed that I was wetter than usual. He made a comment like, "wow, this really turns you on!" and asked if I'd ever been with a black man before, of course I hadn't. I wished he'd drop the subject and he did, but not before he gave me this big grin. The sex that night really felt good, better than usual.
Jim seemed to be obsessed with this idea now, but to be honest I couldn't care less. But I liked to see him happy so I played along. He would send me emails with pics attached of various black men with white girls, I looked at them and most were pretty uninteresting porn, but a few were kinda hot to look at.
He didn't bug me about it but sometimes he would bring up the subject, like he knew I liked the actor Danny Glover and he would ask me about that, did I find him sexy. After a while I started feeling a little better about talking about it with him. I knew some girlfriends that had been with black men and one even married her guy. So one day Jim and I talked about what it is that is sexy about this?? He said he thought it was because it was kind of forbidden fruit, like it was still a little bit taboo. For the first time I realized that was why I was finding the idea interesting. And I thought about what it would be like to actually be with a black man, though I didn't tell Jim about this yet.
I kind of let him take charge of it. After a while we would go out to certain bars together and just talk to some black guys. Nothing ever happened, just talk. But with some of them I was getting really excited sitting there. I got especially aroused after seeing some of the stares we got from the other customers. After that we'd go home and Jim and I would have some amazing sex.
One day we met Ray, a very nice, well-built man who was in the military. He was about our age and very dark. Well, he insisted we exchange emails and we went out with him again the following week. We kind of knew this was going to be the guy. So the three of us got together in a motel room one hot summer afternoon. I was so nervous but we knew Ray by now and he was great, he joked around a lot and made me feel really relaxed.
When we got behind closed doors and undressed, the feeling was very tense at first. I wrapped my mouth around his cock for the first time and felt myself tremble and whimper a little, he was having such an electric effect on me. Jim noticed how turned on I was and stroked my pussy while I sucked on Ray's cock.
I think Ray would have let me suck him all afternoon, so I finally looked up at him with longing and he understood. I laid back on the bed and smiled at Ray while he got between my legs. He barely placed his cock head on my vagina and I could already feel myself cumming. When he pushed it in I went over the edge. I could not stop, it was just one after another and I heard myself moaning in a way I never had, like it was a woman I didn't know.
I got on top of Ray after a while and Jim positioned myself at my ass. I felt so full as both of them filled me up. They rocked me back and forth gently at first, then a little harder and faster. Jim kinda came right away and pulled out, leaving Ray to continue fucking me. Finally after what seemed like an hour, I held Ray really close as he came inside me. I was in heaven and fell asleep with a smile on my face. The last thing I remember was both guys pulling the covers up on me and smiling at me.
Our motel dates morphed into overnights at our house. Then one day when Ray knew that Jim was out of town, he called me and asked me to go out on a date with him, just the two of us. I didn't know what to say but Ray convinced me it would be fine. So we went out like any other couple. Ray knew exactly what to say to me, all the time, to make me feel sexy and wanted. And I LOVED the looks I got from everyone.
I started seeing him more and more without telling Jim. One of our favorite dates was going for long drives in the country with me sucking his cock as he drove. I loved making him cum in my mouth and lovingly swallowed it all. He even took me to a conference in a nearby city and we spent three nights together like a married couple.
When Ray moved back to South Carolina I was devastated. Jim kinda knew what was going on and understood my depression. We tried to set things up with other guys but it wasn't the same, at least not at first. Eventually I did meet other guys and we had some nice times. But on this Valentine's day I will never forget Ray and how he made me feel.
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