Free Huge Black Dick For about 17 years a memory ate at the back of my mind.
My wife, who is blonde, 5-3, 140 pounds, 36-D, and I met while we
worked together at a restaurant. One day in the restaurant, while we were both about 20, two black guys came in who were about our age and I noticed across the room that they were talking like old friends with my girlfriend/wife, who is named Jodi. While they talked, I noticed that every time Jodi said something to one of them, she would look at him, then glance quickly down at his crotch. If I wasn't so bothered by this, I would have been laughing because it was downright comical how she almost automatically
did this.
I later found out she went to high school with those guys, but that was about
the extent of what I could determine. Then I began to notice that whenever we were really around any black guys -- just passing on the sidewalk even -- the first thing she did after seeing them was check their crotch out rather quickly. She didn't do it to white guys.
We got married 2 years later. I became a free lance commercial photographer and she got buried in her business of financial advising. Gradually this habit disappeared. She became what I call suburbanized. We had 2 kids and a decent sex life. She faked many of her orgasms like any woman, but sometimes shot got lucky with some oral help. I am about 5 1/2 inches and probably average thickness. She is rather tight with wide hips and an ass that needs to get a little trimmer.
Years went by and the older we got, the less sex we had. She wasn't in the mood a lot, due to her job or the kids or whatever. The whatever part bothered me. Wasn't she satisfied, maybe bored. And back there in my mind was the crotch-watching eating away. I had several dreams where my wife more or less dissed me to fuck a black guy and had a repeating dream of her fucking two black guys.
This was really becoming a psychological problem just about. I needed to know if there was some sexual urge she surpressed which may have helped diminish our sex lives. I could talk to her about it, but she is very silent about sex and rarely even talks about it -- the woman doesn't even curse.. I could just see her rolling her eyes and telling me I'm crazy. I came up with a plan to get an answer, a rather sick plan at that. I would tempt her and see if the forbidden fruit got picked. She works in a very tall downtown office building (largest one in the world, hint), and so there are many people around she doesn't know. I sent her an email using an old emailaddress that I long ago had quit using but still had a password for.
I Free Huge Black Dick the way the fellows in the bar greeted
everybody. She told me her name was Christine. Within two days we
were married. Christine told me that I was too good to be true, and the
fact that I had been left a lot of money by a relative didn't seem to put
her off in any way.
Well that was two years ago. We have a nice house with a large garden
and everything seemed to be going along fine until a week before her
birthday, 5th of November. I asked her what she wanted as a present.
"Can I have anything I want?" she asked.
"Anything darling, you know that."
"I want a black cock, a BIG black cock," she said.
"If thats what you want I will get it for you," I told her.
I must admit I was shocked, she had never shown any interest in animals before.
Anyway way two days before her birthday I had the chicken run built
while she was out having her hair done. Then I went to see a friend who
always seemed to be able to get me anything I needed with out the need
for me to go shopping, (everyone knows him as Nick the thief by the
way). When I told him my wife had asked Cumbang Password Good Black Dick shop or black
room in the basement and go to bed late, so I get up later. She goes to work around 6 a.m. I spied on her from the covers that morning, letting her think I was sleeping. She usually wears some non-descript pants outfit or even jeans on dress-down day. Im watching her getting an erection because she put on a rather tight skirt she hadnt worn in at least 2 or 3 years, some healed shoes with black thigh highs and before that had slipped on THE BLACK TEDDY that she got from Darryl. I could smell some of this perfume she wears sometimes when she goes out. It has a dangerous scent. The girl was a little beyond professional looking that day. She looked like a pro of a different kind.
I spent the day at the hotel room watching pornos, jacking off and had my home and shop phone on forward to my cell. The phone rang and it was her in early afternoon. She seemed kind of nervous and said she wasnt coming home on the train. She had a hair appointment, and that her friend Kim had asked if she wanted to meet for a drink around 8 since they hadnt seen each other in a while, so Kim was picking her up at the
commuter train station, taking her to the hair salon and then they were getting a few drinks together. Whatever. I waited. David showed up at 3:20. I was well hidden, but feared he would see me. He left a minute, went to his car and made sure again I was hidden. He came in and started watching pornos and was laying on the bed rubbing his crotch.
At about 4:10 there was a knock on the door. My heart was racing. David opened it and there was my wife in the doorway, looking hotter than Ive seen her in years, her light blonde hair glistening in the light from the doorway. "Hi Darryl, I'm Jodi." "Hi babe," he said back, and stepped forward, put a hand on her shoulder
and kissed her cheek. "You're looking so hot today." Im unsure what happened for the next couple minutes cause of my vantage point, but it sounded like they might have had a long kiss or something. There was
what sounded like some panting. Then she said, "Darryl, I've got to tell you, I love my husband." "Don't worry about it girl. I'm not here to break up your marriage, just shake your life a little."
I heard her laughing a bit and then she seemed to be backing out by saying she'd like to get to know him better and maybe they could go get a quick dinner. He quickly shot it down the way I had told him, and said he wasnt up for games, only serious fun. Then I saw something I had dreamed of a few times. My wife, looking
sexy, stepped forward, put her arms around a black man and initiated a long, Interracial Sites
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were left not knowing what I had done wrong.
The next two days were spent in silence, even Cuthbert had kept quiet,
I think Christines outburst had unsettled him. Around twelve noon on
her birthday there was a knock on the door so I answered it. I was met
by a well built Afro Caribbean who told me his name was Joe and that
Christine had asked him to call as she needed a gardener and a friend of
hers had recommended him. I took him through to the garden, as we
passed the bedroom door Christine called out. "Is that Joe?" I told her
yes and she said shed be right out.
It was unusually hot so I poured Joe a beer while we waited, I noticed
him looking towards Cuthbert.
"Thats Cuthbert." I told him. "Hes a birthday present for my wife. Can
you see anything wrong with him?" I asked, maybe he would know why
Christine had been so disappointed. "Do you think its the list, my friend
said it has a list?"
"Don't know much about chickens." Joe said shrugging his shoulders
then sipping his beer.
"Christine asked Humiliated Cuckold Mandingo Mike other email address." And it listed her AOL address. Folks, I nearly passed out. Now I had a problem. The plan I had was to actually set something up and see if she would got through with it. By now, this had become a sort of obsession. The thought of her doing it with a guy like that now had gone beyond a concern to something I kind of hoped to see.
I started thinking this might lead to swinging or some other fun stuff. But I didn't want her fucking any black friends or associates of mine. I needed a stud. I put out some internet ads on a couples sex-related websites looking for black stud to fuck the shit out of my wife, gave her description and said I would send
photo for those interested, but stressed they had to be hung, they had to be able to last a long, long time
and get it up repeatedly. Of course, I got about 100 responses. Everyone's hung, everyone can last forever, everyone can go all night. Even white guys and two girls responded. I got discouraged, but also had a voice mail going on this live-talk line called One-to-Onethat advertised for something similar.
One message I got was intriguing. It was from a 23-year-old out-of-work actor, who said he would do it for money and wanted to see her picture first. I left him a message saying I would send him a photo if he had an email address. He gave it to me (part of it had the words blkstud in it ... give me a break). I sent a photo of her which was taken quite a while ago by a studio and had been slightly enhanced. She really looked hot in this. She doesn't quite look so hot now, but close enough. "David" wanted to know what I was up to and what I wanted him to do.
I never gave him information that would lead back to me, other than an email address no one knew I had. I said talking live on the internet that I didn't want him obviously running off with her, which he laughed about basically, and made light of. He's 23. Come on. He gets different younger, hot women every week. He sent a photo of himself to me. He was very dark complected, short hair, but I guess a woman would say fairly good looking. He was articulate, a college dropout, but seemed to have a kind of nastiness to his attitude. He assured me he was physically equipped for what I wanted and if I wanted I could check. I declined. The next day I sent a photo of "Dave" to Jodi at her home email address saying top secret/personal, along with a note from "Darryl" saying the offer for that hot night or maybe even more than one night still stood. But I threw in an extra: I said that I couldn't wait forever and there were surely other nice 
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rushing into his mother shouting "mummy, mummy the chicken said
fuck." We heard a sharp slap and a child crying. "It did say fuck." Said
the indignant child between sobs. "Get to your room." An angry voice
yelled.
To my surprise Christines eyes lit up. "The chickens got the right idea
Joe." She stood and took his hand. "Why don't you fuck my doodle,
doo."
She took him into the house, I was stunned. I don't know how long it
was, maybe 5 or ten minutes I heard Christine calling me. I followed her
voice into the bedroom and was met by two naked bodies. Chris was
on her knees in front of Joe, she held his dick in her hand, her fingers
just able to meet. "This is a big black cock, idiot." She said then began to
suck and lick on his prick like it was a lolly pop.
"Shes right man." Joe said looking at me with a superior grin on his
face. "And in a few short minutes your gonna see your bird being well
and truly stuffed with it."
I went to leave. "Stay there and watch." Christine ordered. She dragged
Joe over to the bed and he positioned himself between Interracialsex again. He skull fucked my wife, shoving his dick into her mouth as much as he could.
She bent over and he fucked her doggy style, pulled his dick out and took off the condom and cummed on her ass, politely asking before doing it. He told her he would buttfuck her too, but she wasnt into that. She
never is. After about 10 minutes of them laying there and kissing a little and her telling him how great it was (I usually only got "that was nice"), she began sucking his dick and the dude was hard in no time again. She put another condom on and got back up on the pole and began fucking him violently, shaking the bed so hard the headboard hit the wall. As you can expect, I had been playing with myself all along and had lost
my load somewhere between her first orgasm and her putting the second condom on him.
My wife had three more orgasms while fucking him. She had two within about 2 or 3 minutes of each other and he finally came again inside her with her legs high up on his shoulders. She wasn't done. Neither was he. A few more intimate moments led her up the pole again and she rocked the bed while fucking him, once banging it so hard they both started laughing. Then she reminded him he promised to fuck her standing up and he laughed and tried it. Didn't get it done quite right, as he had trouble holding her by the ass cheeks while she had ahold of the back of his neck. "Damn, I can't even move," she said, laughing. Neither could I. I was getting cramps in my legs and if it was possible, would have had one in my cock because it was hard for so long watching her. When they were tired, she asked him if they could get together another time. He told her he would have to get ahold of her, which left her kind of put out. Still, she didn't seem overly angry.
Apparently he gave her a ride to the train station and she connected to get a ride home. I got out of there finally and drove back, making it home long before she did. She called on the cell phone and wanted me to pick her up at the statition to take her home and I told her to get a cab. When she got back I was complimenting her tight skirt and the way she looked, although she did look a bit spent. She seemed to want nothing of my advances and wanted to go to bed. I wouldn't take no for an answer that night and fucked
her, sometimes mercilessly hard. I got her to orgasm twice -- a big thing for her (or until earlier that day).
Sex has never been the same since. I know she would rather be getting big black cock, but I can accept that knowing it for certain now. Some day Darryl may have to send her another email. 
Interracial Porn Clips the way the fellows in the bar greeted
everybody. She told me her name was Christine. Within two days we
were married. Christine told me that I was too good to be true, and the
fact that I had been left a lot of money by a relative didn't seem to put
her off in any way.
Well that was two years ago. We have a nice house with a large garden
and everything seemed to be going along fine until a week before her
birthday, 5th of November. I asked her what she wanted as a present.
"Can I have anything I want?" she asked.
"Anything darling, you know that."
"I want a black cock, a BIG black cock," she said.
"If thats what you want I will get it for you," I told her.
I must admit I was shocked, she had never shown any interest in animals before.
Anyway way two days before her birthday I had the chicken run built
while she was out having her hair done. Then I went to see a friend who
always seemed to be able to get me anything I needed with out the need
for me to go shopping, (everyone knows him as Nick the thief by the
way). When I told him my wife had asked Free Huge Black Dick french kiss. Shocking, but
totally hot. She had her hands on his ass in a matter of seconds and he was kissing her neck. Then Darryl, for some reason, said, "Jodi baby, am I your first brutha?" The answer confirmed something I had suspected almost 2 decades. "I have waited SO long to get fucked by a black guy I can't believe it," she said.
There it was. There would be no backing out and there was the answer to the big question about that crotch watching. She kissed him again, and ran her hand straight down the middle of his body down to his crotch, rubbing there and going, "oh, wow." "You haven't even got in my pants yet," he told her. "I'm not waiting any longer to get there," she laughed. With that, my wife dropped to her knees, tossing back her blonde hair as it fell in her face, and reached up to undo Darryl's button and zipper. He kicked off his pants, and was
wearing black boxers. They got in a lip lock and I heard her gasping for breathe, panting really. Then they moved over more by the bed where I had a better look. She sort of leaned on him to knock him back down onto the bed and was on top kissing him. She was over him and he reached up and began massaging my wife's tits through her top. She began to moan. She put up her arms and he pulled off her top revealing that black
teddy.
He pulled the straps to the side so they slid down to her elbows and her rack popped out. "Nice," he said, and began playing with them. He got up to his knees and began kissing them and lickign the nipples. Then she reached out, put a hand on either side of his waist and pulled down the boxers. "Fuck," said my wife, who couldn't get her self to say the word any other day. "Shit man," I was thinking. David/Darryl wasn't eight or nine inches in a million years. He had to be at least 11 or 12. This big black snake was hanging down a little, waiting to strike. "You like?"he asked. No answer, she had her mouth wide open in amazement with a sort of grin on it, then on the head, and tried sucking it and licking it. "God damn Darryl, look at the size of your balls!" my wife said, giggling as she licked up from them to the head of his cock. I can't say Ive ever seen one that big. Maybe those guys in pornos or something.
He had reached around and undone the zipper on that skirt and she kicked it off, revealing the Teddy and the thigh highs. She kicked off the shoes and started giving him head. "Go for it Jodi," he told her. I watched her hand, with her wedding ring on it, going up and down on his shaft as she jacked it while sucking it. "About like your husband's?" he said. She