Straight Female / 27
Open Relationship
So, my husband and I have a great relationship in every way. Sometimes silly, sometimes serious but totally on the same page with life and all of its goings. We have been married four years and honestly, life is great.
We are in bed about a month ago and he says ‘hey babe, I want to sleep with other people.’ I responded, like I do when he is being silly, ‘go for it, so will I.’ No other words and we go to sleep.
We wake up, get ready for work and life is great. Come home from work, we eat dinner, watch tv and go to bed. Life is great.
Two nights later he says, I have been doing some thinking about sleeping with other people and I think it would be fun and interesting and a bit edgy. I responded with sure, all sounds good. We go to sleep. Life is great.
Next morning, the same….life is great.
Next night, life is great. We head to bed and he starts to rub on me - he is horny so let’s get it on. He says wait a minute. He gets out of bed and he pulls out a black dildo. Before long he is slamming it into my pussy and I am cumming like mad. Like soaking the bed cumming. After we finish he asks if I would ever sleep with a black guy. I responded with sure, why not? But this time I follow with my own question - are you serious about sleeping with other people, because I was just playing along with your original question. If you are, we can talk about it and at least ponder it a bit. After some discussion over the next week or so, we decide to give it a try.
We chose to attend a swingers event at a local adult club on Friday night. We would be there together to see where and how it goes. We both met someone, did some lite playing and left after having a good time. We fucked like crazy when we got home. I guess we had started something and planned to move forward.
We both posted online profiles and I was immediately bombarded with dozens of interested men. Some my age, some older and some much older. I responded to a few each day and found there to be three that I would actually fuck. Honestly, there were more, but these three were on the top of the list. After a week of communicating, I planned to meet Andre for a drink and maybe dinner. I got the verbal approval from my husband, him fully knowing I planned to allow Andre to fuck me tonight.
I got to the restaurant around 6:45 and I sat at the bar. About 10 minutes later, in walks Andre, all 6’3” of him. He is wearing a sport coat, a golf shirt and jeans. Holy fuck! He was so much hotter in person than in his pictures. He had a class, a cool, a calm to him. He was mature, gentlemanly, friendly. He got to the stool next to me, leaned in for a handshake and says hello Belinda, nice to meet you. I leaned in an say hello and gave him a hug. He towered over me and he sat down. We each had a drink and finally got a table for dinner.
This man was just the kind of man I wanted as my first alone meet. He was single, owned a drywall business and just seemed like a good guy. After some in person conversation, I understand that I am fully ready to let this man fuck me tonight. I again asked for the approval of my husband and he was completely good.
We ate dinner and decided to go to a hotel by the expressway. The drive was about 10 minutes and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited (mentally and physically). We checked in and headed to our room - single black man and married white woman.
In a matter of minutes, Andre had turned on some music and made us a drink - I actually had a bottled water in a cup of ice. We started to kiss but he was too tall, so we went to the bed. He took his shirt off and I took off my top and bra. (He was ripped like a body builder!). My C’s were full and my nipples were hard!
After some kissing, touching and licking, we decided to take off our pants. I stood up next to the bed and he took my pants off of me, exposing my red thong panties covering my perfectly trimmed pussy. He pushed the thin red fabric to the side and stroked my wetness. Fuck was I horny. After some of that, it was his turn. I unbuckled his belt, popped his button and unzipped his pants. He was wearing dark blue, tight fitting boxers. Fuck, his boxers were straining to hold back his cock. When I pulled his boxers down I was in awe. In front of my face was the most gorgeous cock I had ever seen. Thick, long shaft and a hanging sack. I let out a giggle and Andre said it gets bigger. A few strokes later, he began feeding it to me. My mouth doing everything it could to please this man and his perfect cock.
Some time later, he looks down at me, asks me to stop and he asks if he can fuck me. I said yes and he took it from there. After he put on a condom, he grabbed my legs, laid me on my back on the bed and slowly entered me. He found my pussy a willing participant and he just kept going deeper. He finally bottomed out and that was his queue to start fucking me.
This man fucked like a god. He was strong, fun, rough (when I encouraged it) and he was hung like a horse. He hit places that were never hit before. I soaked the bed and it never stopped. He came the first time in the condom - so much cum! The next couple of times, we pulled off the condom and he came on my chest and in my mouth.
I finally made it home around 4:00 in the morning. I asked my husband if I should shower and he said just come to bed. I slept until 11:30 the next day - happy, but my body ached like mad. I showered and we went out for lunch. I told him everything all he said was I am glad you enjoyed it. Hopefully you will find time to meet him again. I responded with possibly next weekend.
We are in bed about a month ago and he says ‘hey babe, I want to sleep with other people.’ I responded, like I do when he is being silly, ‘go for it, so will I.’ No other words and we go to sleep.
We wake up, get ready for work and life is great. Come home from work, we eat dinner, watch tv and go to bed. Life is great.
Two nights later he says, I have been doing some thinking about sleeping with other people and I think it would be fun and interesting and a bit edgy. I responded with sure, all sounds good. We go to sleep. Life is great.
Next morning, the same….life is great.
Next night, life is great. We head to bed and he starts to rub on me - he is horny so let’s get it on. He says wait a minute. He gets out of bed and he pulls out a black dildo. Before long he is slamming it into my pussy and I am cumming like mad. Like soaking the bed cumming. After we finish he asks if I would ever sleep with a black guy. I responded with sure, why not? But this time I follow with my own question - are you serious about sleeping with other people, because I was just playing along with your original question. If you are, we can talk about it and at least ponder it a bit. After some discussion over the next week or so, we decide to give it a try.
We chose to attend a swingers event at a local adult club on Friday night. We would be there together to see where and how it goes. We both met someone, did some lite playing and left after having a good time. We fucked like crazy when we got home. I guess we had started something and planned to move forward.
We both posted online profiles and I was immediately bombarded with dozens of interested men. Some my age, some older and some much older. I responded to a few each day and found there to be three that I would actually fuck. Honestly, there were more, but these three were on the top of the list. After a week of communicating, I planned to meet Andre for a drink and maybe dinner. I got the verbal approval from my husband, him fully knowing I planned to allow Andre to fuck me tonight.
I got to the restaurant around 6:45 and I sat at the bar. About 10 minutes later, in walks Andre, all 6’3” of him. He is wearing a sport coat, a golf shirt and jeans. Holy fuck! He was so much hotter in person than in his pictures. He had a class, a cool, a calm to him. He was mature, gentlemanly, friendly. He got to the stool next to me, leaned in for a handshake and says hello Belinda, nice to meet you. I leaned in an say hello and gave him a hug. He towered over me and he sat down. We each had a drink and finally got a table for dinner.
This man was just the kind of man I wanted as my first alone meet. He was single, owned a drywall business and just seemed like a good guy. After some in person conversation, I understand that I am fully ready to let this man fuck me tonight. I again asked for the approval of my husband and he was completely good.
We ate dinner and decided to go to a hotel by the expressway. The drive was about 10 minutes and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited (mentally and physically). We checked in and headed to our room - single black man and married white woman.
In a matter of minutes, Andre had turned on some music and made us a drink - I actually had a bottled water in a cup of ice. We started to kiss but he was too tall, so we went to the bed. He took his shirt off and I took off my top and bra. (He was ripped like a body builder!). My C’s were full and my nipples were hard!
After some kissing, touching and licking, we decided to take off our pants. I stood up next to the bed and he took my pants off of me, exposing my red thong panties covering my perfectly trimmed pussy. He pushed the thin red fabric to the side and stroked my wetness. Fuck was I horny. After some of that, it was his turn. I unbuckled his belt, popped his button and unzipped his pants. He was wearing dark blue, tight fitting boxers. Fuck, his boxers were straining to hold back his cock. When I pulled his boxers down I was in awe. In front of my face was the most gorgeous cock I had ever seen. Thick, long shaft and a hanging sack. I let out a giggle and Andre said it gets bigger. A few strokes later, he began feeding it to me. My mouth doing everything it could to please this man and his perfect cock.
Some time later, he looks down at me, asks me to stop and he asks if he can fuck me. I said yes and he took it from there. After he put on a condom, he grabbed my legs, laid me on my back on the bed and slowly entered me. He found my pussy a willing participant and he just kept going deeper. He finally bottomed out and that was his queue to start fucking me.
This man fucked like a god. He was strong, fun, rough (when I encouraged it) and he was hung like a horse. He hit places that were never hit before. I soaked the bed and it never stopped. He came the first time in the condom - so much cum! The next couple of times, we pulled off the condom and he came on my chest and in my mouth.
I finally made it home around 4:00 in the morning. I asked my husband if I should shower and he said just come to bed. I slept until 11:30 the next day - happy, but my body ached like mad. I showered and we went out for lunch. I told him everything all he said was I am glad you enjoyed it. Hopefully you will find time to meet him again. I responded with possibly next weekend.
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