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At that moment there was a long, drawn-out wail from downstairs, "Ooooohhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuuck!" and I knew my darling Julie was having an intense orgasm, perhaps the strongest of her life. That's when the animal instinct took over. I turned Glenda over on her stomach and pulled up on her waist, elevating her ass. Using my knees, I spread her legs and positioned myself behind her. She reached between her legs with her left hand and guided the tip of my dick to her entrance and in one swift motion I buried myself to the hilt.
"Ooooooh, fuuuuuuck that feels good!" she exclaimed as I began to fuck her fast and furious. "Oh god! Oh fuck! That's it. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!" I stopped for a second after that last outburst and leaned around her left side and stared at her. She returned my stare and broke into a wide grin. "Oh. Yeah. I guess you were. My bad." And with that she raised her upper body so she was on her hands and knees, and I resumed pounding her pussy with as much force as my narrow hips could muster. She, in turn, pushed back against me in time with my strokes so that we were really fucking each other.
Very quickly, she began grunting, then rapidly saying, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!..." Then a long, "OOOOOOHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" She collapsed on the bed just as I was on an inward thrust, such that I ended up laying on top of her back. My cock was still firmly inside her pussy, so I raised myself up and slow pumped her until she came down from her orgasmic high, then I started banging her hard again.
As I felt my ejaculation building, it occurred to me that I was not wearing a condom and did not know if Glenda was fertile or on any form of birth control. "I'm about to cum," I announced. "Where do you want it?"
"Where it belongs. Fill me up!" She said between grunts as I continued power driving my cock into her hot, wet, tight pussy. I could then feel her muscles tighten around my cock as I exploded inside her with one of the most intense ejaculations I've ever experienced. I groaned loudly and must have spurted eight times instead of my normal four. Then I collapsed on top of her back, breathing heavily like I had run a marathon.
"You're squishing me," she said after letting me rest for a minute or two.
"Sorry," I responded as I rolled off of her back.
She turned on her side facing me. That wonderful smile spread across her face again. "Not too bad for a white boy."
"How many white boys have you had?" I regretted the question as soon as it exited my mouth. "Sorry! That was inappropriate."
She just laughed, "A few. Believe me whatever the skin color, men are the same...and different. Cocks come in all sizes and shapes. Skin color doesn't mean a thing. It's what ya do with what ya got."
"You're an amazing woman, Glenda," I said as my eyes closed, and my exhaustion overcame me.
I awoke with a start and was alone in the bed. The bed linens were still damp and disheveled. I could smell the odor of coffee and bacon wafting from downstairs. I got out of bed, stretched, and quietly made my way downstairs. The hideaway bed was still out and, like the guest bed, had a blanket and sheet in complete disarray with a definite wet spot, about a foot and a half across, in the middle. I turned left and walked into the kitchen. There was my beautiful wife, humming an unfamiliar tune as she fried up bacon in the frying pan and swaying slightly to her own music. She was wearing one of my t-shirts that barely covered her bare ass.
"Where are our guests?" I croaked as I wiped the sleep from my eyes.
"Oh!" Julie exclaimed as she jumped at the sound of my voice. "You're up!" A wide smile spread across her face. She turned off the stove and placed the frying pan on an unused burner. Then, giggling, she skipped barefoot across the kitchen and leaped into my arms. Hugging me tight, she looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes and a face that simply glowed. Her smile was as big and broad as I've ever seen. "Good morning, my wonderful darling!" She exclaimed before she pulled my head down and kissed me with a passion I've never experienced from her before.
When we finally came up for air, she said, "They left about 15 minutes ago. Had things to do today. How was your night?"
"I had a wonderful time," I said as I cradled her in my arms and gently swayed back and forth. "How about you?"
"Baby, I can't tell you how wonderful it was. I love you so much that my heart is bursting. Thank you for allowing last night to happen." Then the smile disappeared as she asked, "You are okay with everything, aren't you?"
I smiled back. "I'm very much okay with everything now, hearing what you just said and seeing the state you're in. I admit I wasn't sure if you might prefer his larger penis or if you would still love me."
"It was amazing sex, I won't lie," she said with a serious facial expression, "but it was just sex. I don't love Shane or any other man. I only love you. Nothing will ever change that."
"Believe me, I get it. You are aware of what happened between me and Glenda last night, right?"
"Oh, yes," she said as the smile returned to her face. "The evening was actually planned between Glenda and me. I fully approve in this particular case, knowing that men easily separate sex and love and knowing you were allowing me the same playful freedom." The smile disappeared again. "I'm assuming you don't have feelings for Glenda, do you?"
"No. She's a good friend, but I don't have feelings for her any deeper than that."
"Are we okay then?" She asked with a slightly concerned look.
I pulled her close to me. "We are more than okay." With that I whisked her legs out from under her and cradled her in my arms. The bacon and coffee forgotten, I carried her upstairs to our bedroom, noting in my mind that all of last evening's extracurricular sexual activities were NOT carried out on our marriage bed. I placed her gingerly on the bed. "You're not sore, are you?" I asked in all seriousness.
Julie laughed as she reached out for my rock-hard cock and guided me to her sopping pussy. "No, my sweets, I'm not sore. I'm in love." With that, I reclaimed my wife.
- COMMENTS
Buster2U7 months agoThe only prob now is how often is Julie going to sneak out to have a secret fuck session with her new black lover, How many times the black wife brag to the white wife what she was missing. The wo.en set this all up to fool white hubby into letting this happen, he doesn't realize he has lost his wife permanently and has become a black cock whore now. White is such a slut, it would have happened sooner later. 5 stars for writer Buster2U
Anonymousover 1 year agoThis is an excellent story, so true to my own experiences with my wonderful wife and our best friends, a married couple, about 5 years younger than us. I can feel so much in the writing as it follows fairly similar along the lines of my own experiences. My wife and I shared many wonderful times with my best mate, including some experiences with him on his own. We did have a foursome once, when I left my wife being undressed by my mate and his wife and I made our way upstairs to their bedroom. We both looked down as they started to enjoy stripping each other, totally oblivious to the fact we were looking down at them from the staircase. It was a magical night, the first of many. After we satisfied ourselves we moved downstairs and watched our respective partners enjoying each other, finally joining them, as soon as they both hit their climax. Wonderful memories....
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoAnd probably didn’t feel a thing and neither did she , you went limp after 10 or so strokes she didn’t even notice until you pulled away then she quit her pathetic fake grunting and her false embellishments. You both knew at that very moment you were never going to be enough for her to even feel let alone satisfy her and she knew it as well ! The only good thing is you parted as distant friends and the divorce was easy ! You went on a mission to find another first timer but gave up after a few years of trying settling for street whores and call girls when you recurved a large bonus check , but alas there was never a tight pussy ever again in your future . Things were much easier for her as she went to work at a black owned and operated strip club as the new patron pleaser she couldn’t be happier and you couldn’t have been sadder , finally biting a bullet with your wife’s old dildo clasped in your hand , you had went a had a wedding ring exactly like hers made to fit the toy , your lips kissing it in your last moment and tears streaking down onto the note that simply said , “ There no going back , I know I’ve tried desperately, goodbye “!
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoMy one experience with a BBC was a big disappointment. He filled me up like my husband couldn't but he lasted 30 seconds and was done for the night. Happy that you had a better experience. Good story.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agowell written nice read very believable women do talk in private and most are curious about blk men. Needless to say here tight little white pussy will always crave that bbc now only time will tell if she stays with hubby and average sex keep writing
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoMy wife Patty talked me into a swap with a coworker of hers Ernest and his wife. He was a big black guy with a beautiful white wife I was told. He was a charmer that I had met at their company party. When the party was over Patty and I went to our room. We started messing around and shortly there was a knock at our door. Party said that is probably our guest are we ready for this? I guess I just happy it's one and done. Truth be known I had done some research on him. He actually wasn't married. I wasn't sure if he had a girlfriend live in or what his situation was. Was the woman that I was supposed to have I didn't have a clue. If she didn't suit me I was ready to call this off instantly. I opened the door and he was by himself with flowers. Just to be funny I said thanks. He laughed and said sorry man you're not my type they are for Patty. O I said. Come in. Patty and I had been playing around but we wer still fully dressed. We talked a little and I asked where's your wife. She had an emergency back home and flew out earlier this evening. He asked do you mind if we go ahead and do at least half of sex act tonight. You mean you and Patty? Yes he answered. So what would I be getting out of this? Man you can watch and I'm sure you could learn some new tricks from me. You know the old saying happy wife happy life. I was getting more upset. I looked at Patty and said Patty I think you and I need to talk don't you think? Yes in a quiet voice. Ernest asked would you like for me to step out in the hall for a few. I said step out into the hall. I shut the door and quietly told Patty to go into the restroom and stay there until I told her to come out. Why she asked? Do you really know this guy ? Well he's worked there for a few years. Have you ever seen his wife. Well yes twice. Really I done some checking on him and he is not married never has been that I can find and he is paying child support to 3 different women. OMG I didn't know. She asked what are we going to do. I know for sure you are not having sex with him period. I said stay in the room I will send him away and you listen if he causes any problems call the front desk for security. I opened the door and said Ernest we think it's best you leave and make sure you stay away from my wife. Do you understand? He started running his mouth and I said go now before security comes. He took off. He never bothered Patty again.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoFag Cuck Shit: "My dick twitched at my thought that she thought about fucking another guy." Thanks for the effort. I suspect someone else will write the sequel. We already know how that story and their marriage ends.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoWell the two women seemed to have a plan. However they prob had different motives. Getting the wife to fuck the BBC of her hubby has now ruined her for sex with her own hobby with smaller dick. So the white wife will try to stay faithful but she will keep thinking about how wonderful that black cock was until she finds some more. Maybe she will tell hubby she wants to go out with girls from work friday nite. Whatever the excuse she uses it is really to find more BBC. She will come home later and later until she don't return at all. All because her slimey black friend wanted to wreck the white wife's marriage just because she could. What ever hubby was thinking he didn't realize how letting his black buddy show his black cock to his wife was going to ruin his marriage. He realize that next time with his bored out second wife. Yhe white hubby buried himself yo the hilt cuz the black hib had her already stretched out like the white wife is about to become. The white marriage is ruined thanks to black wife constantly telling white wife that she needs more experience with bigger and black cocks. It is just a matter of time now till divorce.
deweydec613613almost 2 years agoNice story… definitely hit close to home since we have a friend couple that is black and her name is Glenda. I’ve always wondered what she would be like in bed. The thought of my wife getting bigger than my six inches is also a turn on.
LustyScribealmost 2 years agoI think it was a great story, and I'll be checking out your other stories, too. People complain about categories and silly points about stories, completely ignoring some obvious points: 1. It's just a story. Probably fiction or at least partially fiction. Relax, and just take it as what it is. 2. The "Loving Wives" category IS and HAS BEEN where these stories are for a long, long time. If this type of story runs you wrong, if the thought of a wife having sex with someone besides her husband riles you up, just exercise your freedom and your good judgment and...wait for it...DON'T READ THESE STORIES. Just a little PSA.
