My husband of twenty-six years, father of our twenty-five-year-old daughter, just told me that he fantasizes about me sleeping with another guy while he watches, a black guy to be precise.
At first, I didn’t believe him. I thought it was a joke, but he didn’t have a joke-like expression on his face. In fact, he looked nervous.
Then I wondered if he had a desire to sleep with another woman, and this was his strategy. He lets me sleep with another man so he can sleep with another woman. But he denies it and says he has no desire to sleep with anyone else.
Hmmm! If that’s true, why does he want me to sleep with another man? I’ve never fooled around on him or indicated that I wanted to.
Our sex life is great. I still find Tom handsome and fit. He doesn’t have a gut. He has all his hair with no grey. He has a nice dick and excellent control. He’s a skilled lover and knows my body inside out and knows how to satisfy me and does so every time. In fact, he goes out of his way to make sure I orgasm. He’s a great father and a wonderful husband. Where is this coming from? Does he feel differently about our relationship than I do?
It makes no sense, and I’m not sure if he’s just ‘fantasizing’ or really wants it to happen. It’s been a long day, and I’m tired, and I don’t think well when I’m tired. I’m not mad, but surprised, and I’m not sure what to think. It’s time to go to bed and get a good night’s sleep and wake up with a fresh mind. Tomorrow is Saturday, so we’ll have lots of time to talk.
Everything always works out when we talk to each other honestly with fresh minds.
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I cornered Tom after a good night’s sleep.
“Hi babe, got time to talk about your fantasy?”
He looked alarmed.
I smiled. “I’m not upset, just curious. I want to hear more. I was too tired last night to absorb anything.”
I sat down on the couch and patted the cushion for Tom to join me. My smile and soothing tone seemed to relax him. He sat down.
“So, you don’t want to sleep with another woman but fantasize about me sleeping with a black man. Is that correct?”
“Yes,” he says, sheepishly.
“Why?”
He pauses, collecting his thoughts. “Well, I’ve always been turned on by interracial porn. The contrast of black on white is stimulating, as is the taboo of a black guy doing a white woman. That’s why I love it when we watch interracial porn. Seeing a huge black dick stretch a tight white pussy is a turn on. And I know it turns you on as well.”
It’s true. I can’t deny it. We started watching porn together a few years ago, and both of us enjoy interracial porn. The black and white color contrast is hot. The darker the black guy is, the more it turns me on. When the guy’s skin and cock are jet black, and he’s with a petite blond (like me), it really cranks up my pussy! And what Tom said about the taboo factor is also true. I’ve never been with a black guy, and have wondered what it would be like.
But, does Tom really want me to sleep with a black guy, or is he just fantasizing? I ask him, and he freezes. Does that mean he does?
“Relax, Tom! I’m not going to hurt you!”
“When we’re watching the interracial flicks, I fantasize it’s you with the guys. I visualize your face grimacing in pleasure. I pretend it’s your pussy lips stretched tight around their big pricks. I pretend it’s your moaning I hear, and it drives me crazy. I wonder what it would be like if a black stud were rutting you with a huge dick. I wonder how your face would look. I wonder what kinds of noises you’d make. I wonder how your pussy would feel with the cock stretching you to the max and touching you in places I’ve never been.”
“Part of it is that you’ve never been more beautiful than you are now. You just keep getting better with age, like a fine wine. When we first met, we were both nerdy, skinny runts, but you filled out in all the right places after having Anita. Your breasts are bigger than ever but haven’t sagged a bit. Your hairstyle has evolved so that it suits your face perfectly. You don’t have a wrinkle anywhere. You are beautiful and classy and wholesome looking all at once. You would put those porn girls to shame! Half of them are so altered with their big lips and grapefruit tits they look ridiculous, and the other half are so skinny and pale they look anorexic. Your wholesome, natural good looks combined with a black stud would be an incredible sight. You’re a MILF!”
I blushed. I certainly wasn’t expecting such strong praise, although Tom has always been my biggest booster! I was a skinny geek in high school with braces, and no boobs and guys were not exactly beating a path to my doorstep! Tom was similar, but there was an instant attraction the minute we met. It seemed like we were made for each other! We had similar interests, and our personalities clicked, and I thought he was cute! We never looked back and supported each other every day. He helped boost my self-image, and I did the same for him. We were good for each other. We matured emotionally and physically together.
And Tom has always told me how beautiful I am, which is pretty easy to take! And he still does, but to hear him say it in a sexual context with another man has given me goosebumps. Does he really think I’m sexy? I know I’m okay looking and have aged well due to my mom’s genes and taking care of my skin and diet and exercising, but I never thought of myself as a ‘MILF.’ That was high praise! YES, I know what MILF means! I do watch porn, you know!
Okay. I now knew what was going on in my hubby’s head and was flattered that he still found me appealing, but I needed to dampen part of his fantasy.
“Honey, I’m sorry, but I can’t imagine sleeping with another man at this point in my life. Maybe someday (I lied), but I can’t conceive of it now. There are too many things that could go wrong, like ruining our relationship, catching a disease, being with a weirdo, etc. If you could somehow create a porn flick starring me with some black studs, I’d be the first to watch, but I’m not sure how you’d do that without me.”
“Plus, as much as you appreciate my looks, I can’t imagine some black stud wanting to be with a forty-five-year-old woman with a twenty-five-year-old daughter.”
Tom’s mouth opened, and his index finger rose to object, but I cut him off.
“Honey, I love that you find me hot, but there is no way I’m a MILF!” I held his gaze to make sure his mouth didn’t pop open again.
He looked a bit deflated.
“But, hearing your fantasy has reawakened one of mine. You were my first and only lover, and I have occasionally wondered what it would feel like to have a bigger dick inside me. And watching interracial porn has made me wonder what a black dick would look like sliding into my white pussy. I never said anything, though, because I thought it might hurt your feelings. It sounds like it would excite you, though, which has excited me! Have a feel!”
I opened my housecoat and guided Tom’s hand to my bare pussy.
“Feel how wet I am!”
He slid his fingers up my wet slit, which generated a shiver of pleasure.
I looked him in the eye and gave him a sexy smile. “I think it’s time I find out what a big black dick feels like in my tight little white pussy, don’t you, honey?”
He looked confused but inserted two fingers deep inside my drenched pussy.
I flinched and moaned in pleasure. “Good! I was hoping you would agree! Aren’t you glad we had this little talk? Good things always happen when we have our little chats!”
I stood up, dropped my robe to the floor, pulled Tom up, and ripped his clothes off. Then I led him by the dick to our bedroom.
“Tom, we have a fantasy to work on! I’m so glad your cock is as excited as my pussy is!”
I pushed him down on the bed with his back against the headboard cushioned by a fluffy pillow and lay between his legs. His cock was rock hard and already oozing precum against my back. Someone was excited!
Tom knew the routine, reached his hand around to play with my slick pussy, and massaged my breasts with his other hand.
I booted up my iPad and went looking for large black cocks. There were tons of black dildos out there, and we starting looking at the reviews.
After a few minutes, I was so excited that I asked Tom to shift so I could lean back with his cock inside me, and we resumed our searching as he thrust into me slowly and rubbed my clit. It’s how we often watch porn together! Very stimulating! My little clit was throbbing so hard looking at all the big dicks that it peeked it’s head out, which it rarely did. Tom’s cock felt like a steel bar inside me!
Tom pointed out a massive twelve-inch cock, and I rolled my eyes.
“Tom, guys seem to think that if a six-inch dick is good, then a twelve-inch one will be twice as good. Wrong! For most women, a twelve-inch dick would be as pleasurable as having a baby! Only a few women could take a dick that big. We need to start smaller and work up in case I can’t handle a larger dick. We’ll start with a nice thick eight-inch one and see how that works.”
We looked at tons of brands and reviews and settled on one that supposedly felt like the real deal in terms of a smooth, spongy surface with a firm but flexible core. Someone suggested using a heating pad to warm it before insertion. And the dick we chose was black as coal! I eagerly clicked on the ‘Buy’ button. We paid for express shipping, and it was supposed to arrive the next day. Woo-hoo!
I rolled off Tom, straddled him, and started riding! The sounds of our slapping genitals filled the room. Thank God Anita didn’t live at home anymore! She’d hear for sure, and I was in no mood to be interrupted!
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The parcel was waiting on the porch when I got home. So much for the courier waiting for someone to sign! Oh well, nobody took it. Thank God!
I couldn’t wait to try it out on Sue and ripped open the package. The dildo and harness were both there. We decided to get a harness because we weren’t sure what would work best, feeding it into Sue by hand or strapping it on and me fucking her. I washed the dildo as instructed and warmed it up in the heating pad.
I’m six inches long when hard but only three when soft. I was curious if my limp dick would fit behind the harness comfortably. I stripped down and fumbled around with the harness straps and eventually figured it out. My new dick looked a LOT bigger and darker, but the straps were a visual distraction, so I put on a pair of boxers and fed the dildo through the piss flap then looked at my new cock in the mirror. Much better! You couldn’t see the straps, and the dildo looked quite real. I was admiring my new cock when Sue snuck up behind me.
“Like your new dick?” She grinned. I turned around, and Sue was staring at my cock with a look of excitement on her face. She was impressed!
“Look at you, stud man!” She grinned!
She pressed herself against my back and wrapped both hands around my cock.
“It feels so real! It’s warm! Did you heat it?”
I grinned in pride. “Yup!”
“Amazing! I can’t believe how real it feels and looks! It’s satiny-soft on the outside but squishy hard like a real cock, and I love the color! And it bends somewhat! Amazing! Nice shape! The crown is big enough to provide extra stimulation but not too big. Whoever designed it did a great job! I want to try it out now!”
“What about supper? Aren’t you hungry?”
“Screw supper! I want you to feed my pussy! I’ve been thinking about the dildo all day, and it’s even better looking than I hoped it would be! I love the way you’ve hidden the straps! It looks like it’s your cock. Where’s your real cock?”
“It’s scrunched up behind the harness.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Nope, but it’s scrunched tight. There’s no room for it to grow even though I’m aroused.”
Sue dragged me to the bedroom and flung her work clothes in a pile on the floor, which she never does. There was a damp spot in the crotch of her panties. She wasn’t going to need any foreplay!
A guy on the internet said that he preferred being on the bottom so his wife could control the ride. When he was on top, he couldn’t feel anything through the dildo. For example, he couldn’t feel how wet his wife was or how deep he was, and it was harder to control the angle.
So, I lay on my back with my obscenely large dick pointing up, and Sue straddled me and wiped the dildo tip against her juicy slit until it was lubricated.
She started to press down really, really slow. Then she pulled back and tried again and again. I couldn’t feel anything, so I asked her how it was going.
She looked discouraged. “Not good. It’s stretching me too tight. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels like it’s right on the edge of hurting. I’m worried about tearing something if I push any harder.”
I had an idea. Sue’s pussy wasn’t used to something so big, and she was anxious, which made her tense up. She needed to relax.
“Lean forward so we can kiss.”
“How is kissing going to help my pussy?”
“Line the cock against your pussy and press gently but focus on kissing me.”
Sue loved to kiss, so she bent over, and we started to swap tongues. I couldn’t feel the dick’s tip, so I quickly got engrossed in our sloppy wet kissing. Occasionally, I felt a slight downward pressure as Sue’s pussy pressed down, but even she was engrossed in our kissing.
“Oh!” She stopped kissing me.
“What? Are you okay?”
“Yes! The head just slipped in! I was so engrossed in kissing you that my pussy must have relaxed.”
“How does it feel?”
“Tight! But there’s no pain. I feel super stretched, though!”
“Can you move?”
“I’m afraid to, in case it hurts!”
“Then, start kissing me again!”
She smiled. “Okay!”
We started our sloppy, wet kisses again, and then Sue stopped and moaned.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “I moved down a bit, and it didn’t hurt. It felt good! Really good! I’m so bloody stretched that even a small movement pulls on my clit! I’m going to try to pull up again.”
“Okay.”
“Oh, fuck! That feels good!”
“So, it’s not hurting anymore?”
“Nope! You’re kissing idea was brilliant! You know my body better than I do!”
“Good! I want more kissing, though! The dildo may be good for you, but I can’t feel a thing!”
She grinned and began our tongue dancing again. Every once in a while, she’d moan in pleasure as her pussy slowly inhaled the black monster in tiny increments. I had no idea how deep it was.
Then she stopped kissing me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong! I did it! The whole thing is inside me! I’ve never felt so full in my entire life! It’s so tight that even the tiniest movement tugs on my click and rubs nerve endings in my pussy that I didn’t even know I had! My pussy feels like it’s on fire! I’m going to start riding you now! Play with my nipples!”
Sue slowly rode the black cock in longer and longer strides. Perspiration dewed on her forehead. Her eyes were closed in pleasure, and her face was getting redder and redder. She started to make little mewling noises, and her face contorted into almost painful-looking expressions. I was getting my wish of seeing how she’d look and sound getting fucked by a big dick! All of a sudden, she stopped and squeezed my shoulders so hard they hurt. She put her head down and started to cry out. Her whole body tensed up, including her toes as a whopper orgasm ripped through her. It was amazing to watch her expression and listen to her cries of pleasure.
Then she let out a big sigh and flopped on me. The dildo was still embedded inside her, and I could feel her heart pounding against my chest.
Eventually, I couldn’t resist. “Well? How was it?”
She snorted but didn’t lift her head. “It was great! I feel so full! It’s really deep inside me. I better get off it before I dry up, or it might hurt coming out.”
She tenderly lifted her groin until the dildo popped out with a loud squelching cunt fart.
“That was rude!”
She giggled, then flopped down beside me. “Sorry!”
The black dildo was covered in streaks of white cum, and her pussy looked a bit pinker than usual.
“Does it hurt?”
“Not at the moment, but the true test will be when I get up or in the morning. Hopefully, I won’t be in agony.”
“But you enjoyed the fuller, deeper feeling?”
“Oh, ya! It felt fantastic!”
“Good! You certainly looked like you were enjoying yourself!”
She smiled sheepishly. “You know, only one in a million husbands would want to see their wives trying out a big dick. You’re the best!”
We snuggled together.
“I enjoyed watching and listening to you, but it’s a drag that I can’t feel anything. I could hardly see the penetration. Next time we should try doggy style, so I can see the dick going in or even better we could try reverse cowgirl. Then I could see the dick disappear into you and stick my thumb up your ass! What do you think?”
“Hmmm! Sounds good to me! I love your finger up my ass, and I want the experience to be good for you as well. I’m not ready to move yet, but if you take off the dildo, I’ll suck your real dick!”
“I was hoping you’d say that! I don’t want to be replaced by the dildo! Perhaps next time, I should fuck you first and grease your vagina with my cum and then do you with the dildo.”
“That makes sense! Jizz is the ultimate lube, and I always want you to come in my pussy, and then we can try the new guy! Just not today! My pussy is feeling a bit tender at the moment! Now slide your dick over here so I can drain your balls! If my pussy isn’t sore in the morning, we can try out the new ideas!”
“I think we’ve come up with a worthwhile addition to our sex life! Things always seem to work out well when we talk to each other! Both of us got to try out long-held fantasies.”
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Sue’s pussy was tender the next day, but the following day, after supper, she was lying on the bed naked as a jaybird, after her shower. I could still smell her coconut-scented shampoo on her wet hair. She had the dildo in her hand and was grinning at me like an innocent little girl holding a birthday present. The minute she saw me, she started running her tongue up the cock like it was a popsicle while maintaining eye contact. It was quite suggestive! Definitely not behaving like a little girl! I guess her pussy wasn’t tender any more!
“Hurry, honey! Get your clothes off! My pussy needs a good thrashing!”
She splayed her legs open as wide as possible and started to marinade the head of the black bruiser between her wet pussy lips. She twirled it round and round until the whole head was shiny.
I crawled between her legs and attempted to enter her slowly, but she grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me in until I was balls deep. I guess she didn’t want to wait!
After our first session, we agreed that it made sense for me to come first, so I got my rocks off and lubricated her pussy with my junk. Sue was in a hurry to get going today!
“Faster, Tom! Don’t hold back! I’m so horny! Give it to me hard!”
I slammed into her pussy like a well-oiled machine, and she started squeezing my ass cheeks, pulling me deeper. There was no tender foreplay! Sue wanted it bad, and I gave it to her! It didn’t take long for a sheen of sweat to build on my body. Sue kept prodding me on to go faster. I was getting quite a workout!
“Come in me, Tom! Come in me! Coat my insides!”
I didn’t need to be told again and spewed my wad repeatedly until her pussy was saturated. She was primed and ready for the black cock!
Last time was fantastic for Sue but not as good for me. I wanted to see the dildo penetrate her. That was my thrill. The view was much better today. I was sitting down between her wantonly splayed legs and was going to feed the monster dick into her pussy, inch by inch with my hand.
I scooped some jizz from her gloppy pussy and started to rub her clit in circularly motions with my thumb. Then I began to slide the crown of the dildo against her gooey slit. It was neat watching her pussy lips extend into a taut ring, trying to envelop the cock head. Sue’s mind now knew she could take the dildo without hurting herself, so she was more relaxed, and the crown popped in after only a few attempts, followed by a shit-eating grin from Sue! Someone was pleased with herself!
I let Sue run the show in terms of how fast, how deep, and the angle, and within minutes, the whole cock disappeared! Her pussy inhaled the damn thing! It was amazing seeing her little body take it all! All that was sticking out was the ball sack that I was holding. She grinned at me like the cat that ate the canary! Everything was happening much quicker today.
Sue was cautious at first but soon had me thrusting the black beauty in long deep strokes, and then telling me to fuck her harder and faster with my big black dick! I did, but she wanted it even faster. I couldn’t go any quicker, but I started rubbing her clit harder with my thumb, and she moaned. Her face got a telltale flushed looked indicating an orgasm was on the way. Her groin started to squirm, and her face morphed into alternating grimaces of pleasure. She was ready to blow!
Then she did! She screamed out like a Banshee, and it seemed like she was pissing herself! WTH? Surges of fluid pulsed from her groin like she’d sprung a leak, but it was clear and didn’t smell like urine. The whole bed under her groin was soaked! Wow! Sue squirted! She’d never squirted before!
I pulled the brute out, leaving a momentary pink gaping hole. Sue looked at the mess and looked embarrassed for a second but then curled into a content looking ball. I spooned behind her. My cock was hard again, and Sue felt it and lifted her leg. My cock slipped in effortlessly, and I slowly started to thrust. I reached around and rubbed her clit as we moved together at a leisurely pace. After a few minutes, an orgasm brewed, crested, and splashed through our bodies. We turned around and intertwined together and nodded off for a well-deserved nap. The messy sheets could wait until later!
In the morning, Sue was sitting at the breakfast table, holding a steaming coffee cup staring off into the distance with a look of bliss on her face.
“A penny for your thoughts?” I asked.
“Oh, hi, honey. I was just thinking about how good our relationship is. Everything always seems to work out even when problems crop up. We talk to each other, and things always seem to work out . You mentioned your fantasy, which led to me mention mine, and we found a shared fantasy.”
Sue smiled at me, hesitantly. “Are you sure you’re okay with us using the dildo?”
I smiled. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Well, not too many husbands want to see their wives go crazy on a big black cock.”
“I don’t care about other husbands. I wanted to see a big cock in you, and a black one and you wanted to know what a big cock felt like and also enjoy the sight of a black dick. We are both getting what we want. It’s been a massive turn on seeing the black dildo stretch your pussy and disappear inside you and an even bigger turn on watching you squirm in pleasure under the dildo. I love watching your face get all red and contorted as you get excited and start moaning in pleasure.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive!”
“So you won’t mind if I want to try him out a few more times?”
I grinned. “I won’t mind at all! My cock just about explodes with excitement watching you, and I’m still getting my fill of sex! We’re doing it more than ever! It seems like your pussy has more than enough energy for both dicks! You can try him out every day if you want. Your pleasure is my pleasure, literally!”
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Wow! My whole body feels warm and tingly all over from another rousing session with Tom and the black bruiser!
First, Tom did me with his dick. One orgasm. Then he did me with the black monster. Two orgasms. Then he sprayed my insides with sperm again. Three orgasms! Then he fucked me with the black snake. I had four orgasms in total! Count em! Four! And the ones from the dildo shook my pussy so hard I thought I’d lost control of my groin!
Tom had drifted off to sleep. I think he burned up more energy from fucking me with the dildo than from doing me himself. The radiant glow of lust on his face when he ‘blacked’ me was high-voltage! His eyes were on fire! It was amazing to see him so cranked up!
I know it sounds terrible to admit the ebony pussy stretcher gives me better orgasms than my husband’s cock, but it’s not just the bigger size.
Yes, it does touch spots inside me that Tom can’t reach, and yes, the extra thickness stretches me tighter, stimulating my clit and vaginal nerve endings more.
But, the pleasure is only happening because Tom is wielding the dildo! The two go together! I wouldn’t be experiencing a bigger cock if Tom hadn’t encouraged me to try it! I had never looked for a big cock from another man and never will!
But when you add up the longer and thicker size and the dark color and the radiant look on Tom’s face and his love for me, it makes me go wild, and I come like never before!
Love plus lust blows away lust!
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“Hi, Mom! Thanks for coming over!”
“Hi, Anita. I was curious about what the big mystery is. Your studio looks lovely, as usual! I can’t believe how well your photography business is doing! Your father and I are very proud of you! So, what is it that you wanted to tell me?”
“Well, you know dad’s birthday is coming up, and I wanted to get him something special. He’s such a good dad and has been so supportive of my business. I would never have made it without his help and yours. So I told him I wanted to do something special for him, and he came up with a great idea.”
“What?”
“Mom, as you know, dad thinks you are beautiful, but he doesn’t think you do. I agree with dad! People can hardly tell you and me apart when we’re together, and my boyfriends always comment on your looks. Don’t blush, mom! It’s true!”
“So, dad wants me to do a photoshoot of you so that you can see yourself the way he sees you. What do you think? Dad was very excited about it. It would be an excellent present for both of you, and I’d love to do it!”
Her mom looked cautious.
“What kind of photos? I’m not going to pose nude!”
“Mom! I’m not talking about nude shots, just pictures that show off your figure and capture your inner essence.”
“Inner essence?”
“Yes. You’re a nice person, and I think it will come out in the photos.”
“Promise no nudes? I don’t want some racy pictures of me getting out on the internet! I could lose my job!”
“I promise, mom! I’ll show you each shot as we do them, and the ones you don’t like can be deleted right away. Okay?’
“Okay. When do you want to start?”
“Why don’t you come over on Friday night and we’ll make it a girls night. You can sleep over. It will be fun! What do you think?”
“I guess.”
Her mom got a goofy grin on her face.
“What?” Anita asked.
“I still can’t believe that after all these years that your dad still thinks I’m beautiful.”
“That’s why I’m excited to do the shoot, mom! To show you just how right dad is!”
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Anita had several bottles of wine and some tasty finger-foods ready when I arrived. I came straight from work and was dressed in my work clothes, a business suit. I always dress conservatively at work. I’ve seen too many women make fools of themselves by exposing their bodies in inappropriate attire. It’s a recipe for a career disaster. Men and women lose respect for you. I have twenty reports under me, male and female. I can’t afford to have the men hitting on me, and the women sniping that I’m a slut. I need their respect.
Anita is the same size and build as I am, so she said I could model her clothes. She has always been a clotheshorse since she was a little girl. Her walk-in closet is crammed to the ceiling with clothes!
She handed me my first glass of wine. I didn’t know it at the time, but she was trying to get me lubed up so I would be amenable later to some risque shots.
“Let’s try on some outfits that you could wear to work but are sexier than your nun-like business suits.”
I frowned at her. She grinned at me.
The first outfit was very feminine and frilly. Anita was right. I could wear it to work, but it was also sexy. It was black dress pants, with a black vest and unbuttoned black coat with a frilly silky white shirt beneath. The shirt cuffs showed past the coat sleeves, as did the frilly top above the vest. I liked it, and Anita took a picture and showed me. It was a keeper.
Another outfit had dark tan pants and a tan coat covering a white cotton shirt. The jacket was undone, and the shirt was buttoned up to the top except for the last button, but the pants were low rise, which I’d never worn before. They looked good on me! Anita smiled. Another keeper!
She showed me, several other keepers. I didn’t like them all, but I had several new wardrobe ideas for work, and none of them were too revealing.
It was fun playing dress-up, and after a while, I started to get a small buzz from the wine.
The next set of outfits showed some leg. They still had coats and conservative shirts, but there were skirts of varying lengths. I could easily wear some of the longer skirts to work. More keepers! I really liked some of the outfits with shorter skirts. I could wear them out, but I wouldn’t wear them to work. They looked great, though, and showed off my legs without showing off too much. I was pleased. More keepers and wine! I was feeling no pain and starting to feel sexy and excited! It was fun to model!
Next, I tried on a very sexy black evening dress with a slit all the way up the side with black high heels. It was gorgeous and sexy and showed a ton of leg when I walked. I was starting to feel very sexy!
Then there was the party girl outfit and the miniskirt!
The party girl outfit was a short, black polka dot, one-piece dress with thin shoulder straps. The front plunged and showed off a tremendous amount of cleavage. I had on black high heels with black nylons held up with a black garter belt. Anita had me sitting down, adjusting my garter belt, which exposed the tops of the nylons. It was VERY sexy, but I’d never be caught dead in public wearing it although I’m sure Tom would enjoy it!
The miniskirt outfit had me in shiny black high heels, with a scandalously short dark-grey miniskirt with a white sleeveless shirt with a plunging neckline. I’d seen teenage girls strut their stuff in similar outfits, but I would never have dreamed of wearing something like that. I looked hot, though! My legs looked great, and Anita took a sexy shot with my leg bent slightly with a flirty look on my face. Tom would love it! Heck, I loved it!
I saw a shiny black short PVC dress in Anita’s closet, but it was outside my comfort range! There were several outfits with more strap than material. Not much would be covered! Anita had me try on a thong bathing suit. My nipples were barely covered with postage stamp pieces of fabric, and the bottom was a thong. You could see my ass completely. I must admit I looked okay, but I’d never wear it anywhere, not even in our backyard.
The combination of the progressively more sexy outfits started to get me aroused. I imagined flaunting myself to Tom with the party dress and miniskirt and then him fucking me silly! I was getting wet! Thank God Anita didn’t notice. But she did! My nipples were erect and there was a damp spot in the crotch of my panties. Oops!
It must be why she showed me some old fashioned cheesecake pictures. The women were naked, but their intimate parts were covered in one way or another. For example, in one, a woman was lying naked on her stomach on a bearskin, resting on her elbows. She was resting low enough that you could only see the tops of her breasts. It was very classy looking. You could see her naked behind, but so what?
Another picture had a naked woman in high heels bent over inserting something in a filing cabinet. The angle was from the side so you could see the woman’s breasts hanging down and the curve of her behind. She had great legs and a great ass, and her breasts hung perfectly. The women’s face was turned a bit, so you couldn’t see who it was.
Anita showed me several other types of naked but classy pics.
They were all sexy looking without any graphic personal parts being exposed. I don’t know if it was the booze or my excitement about the shoot, but I felt sexy and emboldened and let Anita take the shots. She showed them to me. I was impressed and knew Tom would be! It was going to make for some great sex between us!
What a great night! I was excited and proud of the pictures that Anita took. She showed me how sexy I could be! I owed her! I guess my husband was right all along! He’s always been my biggest booster! I was going to spice up my wardrobe a bit and was definitely going to wear more revealing clothing around the home. Apparently, I still ‘had it,’ and I was going to start ‘showing it’ for Tom and myself!
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The pictures were a smash hit with Tom. We fucked and slept and fucked all night long. He was insatiable, and I was brimming with sexual confidence and energy. I felt like a teenage girl! I grabbed Anita the next day, and we went shopping to refresh my wardrobe, and I paid for her purchases in appreciation. It cost a fortune, but Tom and I made good money, and it was a good investment. I got compliments at work from the women and men, and Tom couldn’t keep his hands off me at home! He loved it when I did the dishes in my new miniskirt and tank-top and fucked me from behind three times in one week! I was starting to look forward to doing the dishes!
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I typically visited Anita at her place about once a week. We were quite close. She was beaming when I showed up one night.
“What’s up? You look pleased.”
“I am! Look at my savings account!”
“Wow! You’ve got over fifty thousand and most of it in the last few months.” There was a steady stream of three-four-five thousand dollar deposits.
“I’ve been doing great, mom!”
“Well, you do good work, honey, and word of mouth spreads fast. Your father was certainly impressed with your shots of me, and so was I!”
“Thanks, mom, but this is from something that I’ve just gotten into lately.”
“Oh? How so?”
“A couple saw some of the cheesecake photos I did for one of their friends and asked me if I’d do something more graphic. They wanted me to film them having sex. They liked the quality of my shots. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it, so I tossed out a ridiculous price, and they went for it! They paid me thousands of dollars! Since then, other similar requests have been coming in. Some involve filming sex, but some couples just make out without going all the way. Then another couple wondered if I knew any good looking black models. They wanted the wife to have sex with a black guy while the husband watched. They said they would pay a lot if I supplied the model, and they liked him.”
“There’s a really good looking black guy named Cole in one of the photography classes I’ve been taking, and I’ve become good friends with him. I asked him if he’d be interested in making some extra money and told him what was involved and showed him a picture of the wife who was a hot looking blonde. He was interested! The shoot was amazing! It was so hot, mom, and the photos turned out fantastic! They paid me five thousand dollars! Cole and I split it. I couldn’t believe it! The couple is into something called ‘cuckolding,’ and when their cuckold friends saw Cole, the wives went crazy over him and started calling me to do shoots with Cole!”
“We’ve been doing one or two a month for the last six months and raking in the bucks! Do you want to see a few pictures? The pictures are supposed to be confidential, but you’re my mom, and I trust you.”
Anita showed me some of the photoshoots, and I just about fell off my chair! They were very graphic and well done. Anita was really talented! My mouth got parched, looking at the images, and when I got up to grab a drink, my panties were all sticky! Yikes! Cole was a major stud! He looked like a model, and his cock looked like a porn star cock. It’s no wonder the wives were happy!
That night I ground Tom into the dust in the bedroom. I was so horny thinking about Cole fucking the wives that my pussy couldn’t get enough! Poor Tom! I think his cock was sore by the time I finished with him!
It made me think about Tom’s fantasy of me having sex with a black guy. Anita was such a talented photographer. I wondered if she could make it look like I was having sex with Cole? But then I would have to tell her about Tom’s cuckold fantasy, which might upset her. I remembered all the sexy outfits I saw in her closet, though, and a leather whip hanging from a hanger and other strange sex tools. Plus, she’d filmed cuckold couples having sex, which meant she was already graphically familiar with her dad’s fantasy, and I didn’t get the impression that it bothered her. I got the impression she was sleeping with Cole, so interracial sex wasn’t an issue.
I decided to take a risk and ask Anita if she would/could do what I wanted and if Cole was willing. Anita was surprised that her conservative dad had a cuckold fantasy, but she’d seen other conservative-looking couples doing it, and I wouldn’t actually be having sex with Cole, so that didn’t bother her. She thought it was kind of kinky and said it would be an interesting challenge to make the sex look real. She seemed excited.
Cole had seen the cheescake photos of me and thought I was hot. He said my wholesome girl next door face combined with the sexy side he saw in the pics turned him on. He admitted that the thought of having sex with an older white woman also turned his crank. I guess the taboo factor worked both ways. Anita thought my earlier pictures were hot and couldn’t wait to see how Cole and I looked together. Cole and Anita were both looking forward to the session, and so I was I! I couldn’t wait to see Tom’s face when he saw the pictures!
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The photos were a masterpiece of erotica and deception. I couldn’t believe what a great job Anita did! Everything was perfect! Just perfect!
The background lighting was warm and bright and cozy. The resolution was crystal clear! You could see every little detail! The images seemed so real it felt like I was there again!
And the deception! Whoo! Anita had utilized a series of brilliant photo angles to make you think everything had happened. I was there, so I knew what did and didn’t happen, but you’d never guess by looking at the images. Tom wouldn’t know. His eyes would deceive him. He’d think I’d been blacked several times! I was getting wet again, looking at the images!
I started by telling Tom I was going to Anita’s for my weekly visit. Cole was already there when I arrived. He was sitting on the sofa with nothing on. His long thick ebony cock was draped between his legs like a big slab of meat. It certainly set the tone right away! My God, he was good looking! He was tall and handsome and had beautiful dark chocolate skin without a wrinkle or blemish, and his blackish-brown cock was huge. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him, and he had one of those sexy curvy black asses. I started to drool! I could see why Anita enjoyed sleeping with him!
Anita dressed me up in black high heels, flesh-tone stockings with a black garter belt, a thin half-cup black satin bra that pushed my breasts up and out and a black leather choker collar with a Queen of Spades pendant. Anita had to explain to me what the pendant meant! She said Tom would know! She also touched up my makeup to make my eyes look dark and smokey. And of course, there was the fire-truck red lipstick which screamed sex and the gold anklet which subtly suggested it.
There were no panties! I was bare, and I mean totally bare because Anita had told me to shave my pussy clean!
While Anita was beautifying me, Cole was chatting away like he’d known me his whole life. He asked me about my job and Tom and told me how nice I looked and not to be nervous. He was a very nice young man and put me at ease and boosted my confidence, and I couldn’t stop peeking at his magnificent package! He just grinned when he caught me. By the time Anita finished, I was horny and ready to go!
Anita set the tone with the opening shot. Cole and I were standing together. I was looking up at him in adulation with my arms wrapped around his neck in anticipation of being taken. He was looking down at me, confidently with his hands on my ass cheeks in a gesture of ownership. I was his!
The next shot was a closeup of a steamy kiss. Our eyes were closed. My arms were wrapped around Cole’s neck. He held the back of my head in one hand and gripped my ass with the other. Our lips and noses were pursed together tightly. It looked steamy, but nothing actually happened. There was no tongue or saliva or open mouths or anything. That was for Tom’s imagination!
There was a closeup of our mouths open, and glistening tongues entwined around each other, but our tongues just barely touched. It just looked like we were madly tonguing each other.
There were several cock worship photos.
In one, I was holding Cole’s slab of meat in my hand, weighing it, grinning like a fool. That one was unscripted. I loved how big and heavy it felt in my hand, and spontaneously broke into a grin, which Anita captured.
One was taken from Cole’s viewpoint, where I was lying between his legs gripping the bottom of his shaft with my head tilted, kissing the side of his yummy dick. Once again, I was grinning like a little girl in a candy shop. My excitement was real!
In another, my tongue looked like it was licking the sensitive underside of Cole’s cock, and I was grinning away. In reality, my tongue wasn’t even touching his cock. It just looked real due to Anita’s camerawork.
There was a closeup shot of me sitting on Coles’s face. My groin was hovering about an inch off his face, and you could see his tongue darting into my glistening pussy lips. I had no control over Cole’s tongue, so I won’t apologize for what he did!
Then there were my two favorites.
In the one, Cole was sitting in a chair with his magnificent shaft sticking out. It was like he was sitting on a throne. I was on all fours between his legs servicing his cock, licking the head like a lollipop. The camera was behind me, looking down on the two of us. You could see my back and butt and legs. I don’t mean to brag, but I looked hot in my garter belt, stockings, and high heels. My ass and legs looked pretty damn good for a forty-five-year-old mother. You could see my butthole and shaved pussy lips. They were very smooth and clean looking, and I imagined Tom dragging his warm, juicy tongue down my pussy lips to my asshole and back up again and again. How would my baby-smooth skin feel on his tongue? Tom was going to find out when I got home!
In the other, Cole was on his back with his dick sticking up like a flagpole, and I was leaned over from the side, making love to it. My one hand cupped his balls, while the other gripped his shaft. My lips were wrapped around the crown of his dick. It was a closeup, and you could see how taut my lips were, and Cole’s cock had a sheen to it. My hair was cascading down with my eyes focused in rapt concentration. I can still remember how erotic it felt holding his meaty virile cock in my hand, pumping his semen sack and inhaling his musky scent. Whew!
There were two pre-penetration shots, which was clever of Anita because Tom would think I’d been fucked twice!
In the first, I was on my back, and Cole was between my legs. My feet were resting on Cole’s thighs, and his cock was positioned against my pussy lips, ready to penetrate. Cole got in a few pushes of his slab against my clit before Anita told him to knock it off. He just grinned. I wasn’t complaining!
In the second, Cole was on his back, and I was straddling him. My hand had lined his dick up against my wet pussy. I was salivating about how much I liked being stretched by my large black dildo at home. I couldn’t help myself and swiped Cole’s cockhead against my greedy cunt lips. I was ready to press down when Anita admonished me with a loud ‘MOM!’ Oops!
Then there were the fuck shots which were ‘fake news’ as Trump would say. Sigh!
There was a side shot with me on my back with my legs wrapped around Cole’s back, with my toes curled in delight. It was real except Cole’s cock was merely resting on my stomach, blocked from view by my legs.
In another, I was sitting on Cole’s cock, facing the camera with my mouth open in bliss with Cole gripping my waist. There was an inch of separation between Cole’s groin and mine, and you could see a sliver of his thick shaft. It looked like his dick was buried inside me, but it was bent back under my ass cheeks.
Another shot had me facing the camera on all fours with my eyes closed in ecstasy as Cole plowed into me doggy style from behind with his hands on my hips. In reality, Cole’s cock was hidden under my stomach. Anita’s camera angle was deceptive.
There were three graphic groin shots taken between Cole’s legs. His legs were spread with his balls in the center and his pole sticking up. I was straddling him, facing away from the camera. You saw my butt and pussy from behind. It was a closeup, and all you could see was my pussy sliding down his dick. In the first pic, his dick had just had entered me, stretching my lips. In the second pic, half his thick cock was inside me. His whole cock was in me in the final pic with my groin resting on his balls. None of it actually happened. It was Cole’s cock but another woman’s ass and pussy. I had a pretty good idea who the woman was! There was a close female I knew whose ass looked a lot like mine! The images were hot, and I was envious it wasn’t my pussy!
The final step was for Cole to deposit wad after wad of hot cum on my shaved pussy. I rubbed it all over until my pussy glistened, and Anita took a picture of me smiling at my gooey ‘blacked’ pussy.
I changed back to my regular clothes, Anita downloaded the sex pics to a memory stick, and I headed home to my unsuspecting hubby!
I had a mini panic attack on the way home.
Part of me was sexually turbocharged from the photoshoot and wanted to grind my semen scented cunt on Tom’s face until he thought I’d been fucked. Then we’d watch the images of Cole blacking me with Tom’s ‘cuck’ cock in me until he creamed my vagina. Then he’d stuff me with the black dildo until I couldn’t take anymore. That part of me assumed Tom’s cuckold fantasy was still intact, and seeing me get fucked by Cole would send him into a sexual frenzy. That was the Tom I was hoping for.
Another part of me was worried about how Tom would react when he saw the pictures. What if he got upset? When we talked earlier about his fantasy, I said I couldn’t conceive of it happening. To proceed with a relationship altering event without discussing it with each other was not how I did things! But then I hadn’t done anything sexual and Tom’s cock still got hard as steel when we play-acted with the dildo. I was pretty sure his fantasy was still intact but not positive. But what if he couldn’t handle what he saw?
What to do?
I decided to show Tom the pics but assure him that nothing happened. Anita could verify my story if the graphic parts upset Tom. I chickened out and cleaned up the goo Cole deposited on my pussy. Tom had never mentioned being excited by cream pies.
Tom was watching TV, and I changed back into the outfit I wore for Cole and held Brutus (my nickname for the dildo) in my hand.
“Hi, honey.”
He looked up and smiled. I had his attention!
“I’m horny baby, and need some attention from my hubby and have a surprise for you.”
He looked pleased.
“Take off your clothes! I want to sit on your cock.”
He grinned and was naked in thirty seconds. I lowered my wet pussy down his cock and leaned back against his chest, and he started to massage my clit. It felt really good! He knew the routine!
“You know the hot pictures that Anita has been doing of cuckold couples with her friend Cole?”
“Yes.”
“And your fantasy is to see me with a black guy?”
“Yes.”
“I asked Anita if she could shoot me with Cole and make it look like we were having sex.”
“You didn’t tell her about my cuckold fantasy, did you?” He said alarmed.
“Yes.”
“Sue! It’s not something I wanted Anita to know!”
“It’s okay, Tom! She thought it was hot! Our daughter is much more sexually active than we thought. I don’t think there is anything we could do that would surprise her. You should see her wardrobe and sex toys! It’s pretty kinky, and she’s doing photoshoots of people having sex, including white wives with black guys.”
He frowned, but I pushed on. I was pretty sure he’d forget about Anita when he saw the images!
“Anita and Cole agreed, and we did a photoshoot tonight. It turned out fantastic! It’s what you fantasized about. I felt comfortable because Anita did it, so I felt safe, and Cole was a perfect gentleman and put me at ease. The pictures are steaming hot, but nothing actually happened. There was no penetration, just a lot of touching. Do you want to see the pics? Remember, nothing actually happened. Anita just made it look real, very real!”
He hesitated. “You’re going to love them, Tom. Anita did a superb job.”
He didn’t say no, so I streamed my iPhone to our huge wall-mounted TV and displayed the first image of me looking at Cole in adoration with my arms wrapped around his neck and his hands on my ass.
“Isn’t the quality amazing, Tom? Anita is such a good photographer! Look how clear it looks! It’s like you’re right there! Isn’t Cole gorgeous! And I look pretty damn good in my lingerie. We look hot together! Don’t you think?”
It was the moment of truth. If the tame first shot bothered Tom, I would know his fantasy would always be a fantasy, which was fine by me. I was quite happy with our current sex life. But if it excited Tom, we would have a long night of fucking because I was getting super aroused by looking at Cole and me!
“Tom?” Perhaps he was embarrassed to admit he liked what he saw. “It’s okay if you like it, Tom. It’s hot like you thought it would be. It’s fucking hot! I’m getting wet again, looking at it.”
“Tom? Pinch my nipple hard if you think it’s hot, baby! Show your wife how much it turns you on seeing her with a young black stud!”
He pinched my left nipple hard! Yes!
“That’s it, baby! Show me how much you love seeing your forty-five-year-old wife half-naked with a young black stud! Did you notice my pussy is bare? I shaved it for Cole. Do you like it? I could keep it bare for you! Tell me if you like it, Tom! Rub my clit harder if you want me to keep my pussy shaved.
I groaned as he rubbed my clit harder.
I jumped to the second picture of me embracing Cole with our eyes closed and lips and noses melded in passion.
“Move your cock inside me, honey! Move your cock inside your slutty wife! Do you like seeing me kiss Cole? Look how young he looks! He could be my son! Your prim and proper wife is robbing the cradle with a young black man!”
I moved to the image of me holding Cole’s meaty cock grinning like a fool.
“Cole’s cock is so big and heavy, honey, just like our dildo.” I handed Tom the dildo. “Feel it! Squeeze it! Feel how heavy it feels! That’s what Cole’s cock felt like in my hand! It felt like there was a huge slab of meat waiting to fill my pussy! I couldn’t wait to feel it inside me!”
I moved to the shot of me on all fours fawning over Cole’s dick as he sat on his throne, the one where you could see my smooth and clean looking butthole and pussy lips.
“Look at me, Tom! Don’t I look good on all fours! My ass and legs still look pretty hot! Look how smooth my asshole and cunt lips are! I got all tingly thinking of you running your tongue up and down my butt and pussy. Don’t I look tasty, Tom? Do you want to feel how smooth my pussy lips are now? Show me, Tom!”
I rolled off Tom’s cock, got on all fours, and offered my ass and cunt to Tom like a slut.
Lick my cunt, Tom! I want you to lick me so bad!”
Tom bent over, flattened his tongue, and slowly slurped from my clit to my butthole. It felt deliciously wicked when he parted my ass cheeks and thrust his tongue deep inside! He kept running his juicy tongue from my clit to my asshole again and again. He couldn’t seem to get enough of my smooth cunt and butthole. His tongue was driving me crazy, and I was close to coming, but I wanted to orgasm on a cock!
I spread my legs like a street corner whore, and Tom slammed into me balls deep in one thrust.
“That’s it, Tom! Fuck your slutty wife! Fuck your black cock whore! Fuck her hard!”
We went at it again and again. Tom fucked me until I orgasmed and then blew his load in me. Then he strapped on Brutus and stuffed me, or fed Brutus into my greedy cunt with his hands and licked my engorged clit. By the time I orgasmed, his dick was hard again, and we repeated the cycle.
The images of Cole and me were like crack cocaine. We’d orgasm and then take another visual ‘hit’ to rejuvenate our libidos. Eventually, no matter how hot the pics were, there was no energy left in my pussy or Tom’s dick, and we snuggled together, exhausted.
Tom hadn’t said a word the whole time. “You haven’t said anything. Are you okay?”
He laughed. “I was busy! You were very needy! There was no need to talk. I think I showed you how I felt repeatedly!”
“So, the photoshoot fulfilled your fantasy?”
“Yes! The quality and content of the shots were amazing. You and Cole were hot! Tell me how it happened, though? I saw the end product, but what was the photo shoot like?”
“Well, Anita and Cole were both there when I arrived. She had me dress up in the lingerie and shoes and did my makeup.”
“Were you nervous?”
“I was on the way over, but Cole was sitting on the couch, nude with his big slab of meat on full display. My body got distracted, and I wasn’t nervous anymore! Plus, he started chatting away, asking me how I was and telling me how nice I looked and not to be nervous. He’s a lovely young man, and he put me at ease. He’s so gorgeous that I was drooling too much to be nervous!”
“We started doing the shots right away. Anita directed the whole thing. She told us where to stand or sit or lay and how to position ourselves and so on. She’s a real pro!”
“Were you aroused?”
“Hell, yes! My pussy was dripping like a faucet, but Anita was very businesslike. For example, she instructed me to press my lips against Cole. I was just getting excited about him holding me with our lips together, and then she’d take the picture and position us for the next shot. The process was not as scorching as the final product, although it was still a huge turn on being half-naked with a stud like Cole!”
“Your lips were stretched around the head of Cole’s dick, and you were cupping his balls and gripping his dick. Was that fake?”
I grinned sheepishly. “Nope. That was real. I held his cock a lot. It was a huge turn on! He has such a big meaty, heavy cock! I loved having it in my hands and beneath my lips! But as I said, Anita kept breaking us up for the next shot. For example, my lips were only around Cole’s cock for about five seconds before Anita took her pic.”
“And the penetration shots, weren’t you?”
“No. I think the woman in those shots was Anita, but I’m not sure, and she wouldn’t say who it was.”
“I think you’re right. The woman in those shots has a small tattoo on her ankle. I think Anita has one like that.”
There was a pause in the conversation, and then he asked, “Would you do it for real with Cole if you could?”
She grinned impishly, “Maybe.”
“When I told you about my fantasy, you said you couldn’t conceive of doing it for real. What’s changed?”
“Well, quite a few things. I didn’t know if I could take a big cock, but then we got Brutus, and I discovered I could. I discovered that I love having a big cock inside me.”
“I didn’t think an attractive young man would be interested in a forty-five-year-old mother, but then you showed me that I was still appealing with your photoshoot birthday present. I feel different about myself now. I’m not as young-looking as Anita, but I feel good. I feel sexy, and Cole told Anita that he thought I was hot.”
“I couldn’t conceive of how we would find a black guy to sleep with. I didn’t want to find some stranger on the internet and worry about getting a disease or a person with no chemistry. I have to feel very comfortable with someone to be intimate. But then I stumbled upon Anita’s new line of business and saw the shots she took of Cole and those cuckold ladies. Cole is gorgeous! I knew looks-wise, I’d have no trouble getting aroused by him. And he’s Anita’s boyfriend, so I felt safe. They make the couples provide STD tests to make sure there are no diseases. I liked Cole the minute we met. He’s very nice, so I know I would feel comfortable with him.”
“So does that mean you’d actually like to sleep with Cole? What about Anita? Would she mind sharing Cole with you? Would Cole be interested in actually doing it instead of just pretending?”
“I don’t know. Why don’t we leave that discussion until tomorrow. I’m exhausted! Things always sort themselves out when we talk honestly about things with a fresh mind. Why don’t we do that tomorrow morning and go from there? Okay?”
He smiled and we snuggled. “Okay.”
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I had to laugh. My eyes were closed, but I sensed Sue staring at me. She was too polite to wake me, so she used the force of her stare. It always worked eventually.
I opened my eyes. “Hi, there.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you!”
I smiled. “What’s up? You obviously want to talk about something.”
She seemed nervous.
“Well, you know how you asked last night if I was interested in sleeping with Cole for real?”
That got my attention! “Yes.”
“And I said maybe.”
“Yes.”
“I lied.”
“You don’t want to sleep with Cole?”
“No. I do! I was awake most of the night thinking about it. If you’re still okay with me doing it, I’d like to.”
“I’m definitely okay! It’s my fantasy, and those pictures of you and Cole were the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”
“Whew! What a relief! “I’m so glad to hear you say that because I felt the same way. The photoshoot was amazing, and the pictures were scorching hot! I can’t get it out of my mind! There were times when it just about killed me when Anita stopped our kisses and embraces or separated my mouth from his cock or his cock from my pussy! I was on fire, and then she’d separate us! It was so frustrating! Are you REALLY okay with Cole and I being together?”
“Yes! Honest! It would be amazing seeing the two of you together. You have such good chemistry. It’s obvious from the shots that he finds you attractive. And like you said, he’s safe, you find him handsome, and you love his cock! What more could a girl ask for?”
“You’re not worried about it affecting our relationship?”
“Did it affect our relationship last night? We were more passionate than we’ve been in years! Should I be worried about you packing up and running off with Cole?”
“NO! I would never leave you!”
I smiled. “Well, then. I’m not worried.”
A huge smile spread across Sue’s face, and she gave me a huge hug. “I have the best husband in the world! Thank you!”
“Okay. Now that we have decided to proceed, what about Anita and Cole? We don’t want to cause any problems between them, and we don’t know if Cole will even do it for real.”
“I’ll go see Anita and see what she says!”
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“Hi, mom! So what did you think of the pictures?” Anita asked with a grin.
“Oh my God, honey! They were amazing! You’re such a great photographer!”
“Thanks, mom, but I think the hot pictures had something to do with the chemistry of the models! You and Cole were amazing together! Cole and I watched the images in bed for hours last night! We wore each other out!”
“Anita!”
“Oh, please, mom! Don’t tell me that the photos didn’t arouse you and dad!”
She grinned. “Well, maybe a little bit. Actually, we were in bed for hours as well!” She laughed.
Sue got a serious look on her face. “Anita, I wanted to ask you a question. Would it bother you if I wanted to do a real photoshoot with Cole instead of a fake one? I don’t want to cause problems between you and him. Would Cole even be interested in being with me?”
“Let me answer your last question first. Cole finds you hot! You’re a white MILF to him! WHITE and MILF! That’s a potent combination for Cole!”
Her mom blushed. “I’m serious, mom! I showed Cole the photos from the first shoot, and he thought you were sexy, and I couldn’t get his cock to heel when he looked at the shots from the second shoot! He’d do you in a heartbeat!”
“Really?”
“Really!”
“In answer to your second question, it would not affect our relationship one bit except our sex life, which would be even better than it is! It’s not like Cole would be sleeping with a stranger. He knows about dad’s fantasy and would love to help dad out while helping himself with you! Cole’s already been sleeping with the other wives from the photoshoots, so he’s used to that.”
“We were just friends at first but have gotten closer as we worked together. He’s such a wonderful person and gorgeous and great in bed. He knows he’s good looking but doesn’t have an attitude. I couldn’t ask for a nicer guy! We are thinking of moving into together and stopping the sex shoots. The money is great, but the closer we get, the less willing I am to share him! You and dad would be different, though! I’m not worried about you stealing Cole or give him a dose of something!”
“I’m okay with what you want, mom, but I have some concerns.”
“Can you take someone as big as Cole? I’m assuming dad is not as long or thick. If you’ve never had a big one, it might hurt.”
“More importantly, is dad really okay with this? Will he be able to handle watching you have sex with Cole? It won’t be fake this time. Is he going to be okay with your tongue in Cole’s mouth and his in yours? Is he going to be able to handle you fondling Cole’s cock like you wanted to the other night? I saw you, mom! You were drooling over Cole’s dick! Will dad have second thoughts when Cole’s cock enters you, and you stop caring about anything else in the world except Cole fucking you? You won’t even be aware that dad is in the room after the first few minutes! Trust me! I know! I don’t want your marriage ruined.”
“You have a great marriage and have some incredibly hot fantasy photos. Are you sure you don’t want to stop while you’re ahead? What if you like it so much that you don’t want to stop? You should talk with dad long and hard about this. If you both still want to, Cole and I will do it, but be careful, mom! Some of those cuckold relationships don’t end too well.”
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I appreciated Anita’s concern, but Tom and I were both giddy with excitement about what was going to happen, not worried!
I was giddy because I knew I could take all of Cole’s cock because I easily handled the large dildo Tom fucked me with regularly!
I was giddy because I knew how good the dildo felt and fully expected Cole’s real cock to feel even better! I couldn’t wait to get it in my hands, mouth and pussy! I loved the musky smell of cock!
I was giddy because Tom had told me he WANTED me to let go and enjoy myself to the max! He wanted to see my face grimace in ecstasy as Cole blacked me! He wanted me to lose myself in lust. That was HIS fantasy, and the more I enjoyed myself, the better his fantasy would be.
I wasn’t the least bit worried about my marriage, because I had a great marriage to a wonderful man and didn’t ever want to be with anyone else. Cole was just a sex fantasy. Tom got his fantasy, and I got the sex. It was a win-win for both of us. Tom and I would talk about the experience after the fact like we did about everything. Perhaps, if the right set of circumstances arrived again like they did with Cole, WE might consider doing it again. But only if we BOTH agreed! That was the beauty of our marriage. We always talked about everything, so problems didn’t develop. I wasn’t the type to throw away a perfect twenty-year marriage over a romp in the sack with a big dick!
Tom and I even discussed how to make Cole even more pumped than he was at the fake photoshoot. Anita had told me that Cole found me appealing because I had a ‘good girl’ face but acted slutty during the fake photoshoot. Lots of guys seemed to want innocent looking women who were sluts in the bedroom! Tom showed me a 1950’s retro hairstyle that would make me look like Grace Kelly, the movie star from back then. I loved it! I had a white flower pattern dress that buttoned up to the neck that would look perfect in a conservative religious church setting. I also had some elbow-length white gloves that a dainty socialite might wear. Cole was going to get a prim looking date on the surface. A choker collar, nylons, garter-belt, and lacy bra would be waiting beneath with no panties!
Tom came up with another doozy of an idea. He noticed the queen of spades pendant in the leather choker that Anita gave me for the first shoot and surmised it might be something that turned Cole’s crank. A white woman wearing a visible symbol of being black-owned. Tom made up a stencil in the shape of a queen of spades and inked the symbol of submission on my ankle, my back above my butt, and my pubic mound. Cole would see the symbol no matter what way he was fucking me, and hopefully, it would drive him crazy! And the ink would disappear after my first shower if I wanted it to. If it turned Tom on, I’d leave it on longer!
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To say that mom surprised me would be a huge understatement!
She showed up for the photoshoot looking like a 1950’s housewife dressed for church. She wore a white floral dress buttoned up to the neck with white elbow-length silky gloves and a cool retro hairstyle.
Cole’s eyes just about popped out of his head when he saw mom because he found her innocent, wholesome look sexy.
Cole was naked on the couch with his huge penis hanging halfway down his knees. He jumped up right away to greet mom and dad and called dad ‘Mr. Allen’ and shook his hand, which I found hilarious! The contrast of him shamelessly flaunting his junk while being worried about politely greeting mom and dad was a hoot. Mom looked pleased to see Cole and looked at dad and me and started grinning. She was excited!
Cole went to kiss mom’s hand, but mom wanted more, pulled Cole in for a tight hug, and started frenching him. She must have held Cole for five minutes groping his back and ass cheeks while kissing up a storm. What a hussy she was! It was super hot! Their tongues were flicking so fast it was a blur! I was so engrossed in their kissing that I had to remind myself to keep recording.
Mom whispered something in Cole’s ear, and then he started to unbutton her dress starting at the neck. The first few buttons revealed the black choker collar with the queen of spades pendant. Cole looked over and grinned at me. The next few buttons revealed mom’s sheer black, demi-cup bra that pushed her boobs up and out. The following few buttons showed mom’s garter belt and her lack of panties, a baby smooth pussy, and another queen of spades tattoo on mom’s pubic mound! Holy crap! The final few buttons revealed the top of mom’s retro super-sheer flesh-tone nylons with a black seam up the back.
Cole just stood there, admiring mom, and they both were smiling at each other. Cole’s cock started to get hard. Mom seductively pushed the dress straps off her shoulders and then shimmied her body, and the dress glided to the floor. She stepped out, hooked her toe in the fabric, and flung it to dad! Cool move, mom! Then she slowly spun around, modeling her half-naked body for Cole. There was another queen of spades tattoo on her back above her butt and another one her ankle! Wow! Mom had pulled out all the stops to impress Cole, who grinned with a wolf-like feral expression. Mom was in for a good fucking! I hoped her pussy was up to it!
Mom resumed kissing and then spread her legs and guided Cole’s hand to her glistening exposed pussy. She started stroking Cole’s dick. After a few minutes, she whispered something in Cole’s ear, and he picked mom up and carried her to the bedroom. Mom grinned at dad and me as she went by, and dad grinned back. He didn’t seem upset that mom was about to get fucked by a black guy half her age!
Mom pushed Cole back on the bed and mounted him, and in less than a minute, she was groin to groin with Cole’s cock buried inside her. Holy crap! That was quick! Even I needed to work Cole into my pussy slowly, so it didn’t hurt. There was obviously something going on with mom’s pussy at home that I didn’t know about! Maybe dad had a bigger cock than I thought!
Mom started to grind her pussy on Cole’s cock. She really knew what she was doing! I was surprised because I didn’t think about mom sexually. Or at least I didn’t use to! Cole loved it when I ground my pussy in circles like mom was doing, and he had a look of pleasure on his face. He pulled mom down, and they started to kiss again as mom rode him. Mom must have been getting close because she sat up and began to hump Cole quicker. Soon she was slamming herself on Cole’s dick, in long thrusts and sweat beaded on her forehead. I love watching a sweaty fuck! Cole had his hands on mom’s waist and was thrusting up as she slammed down. They were really going at it!
Then mom’s body tensed up, and she started to moan. Her fingers had a vice grip on Cole’s shoulders, and I could tell a biggie was ripping through her pussy! Cole’s face scrunched up like it does when he’s coming, and he thrust hard, dumping a big load deep inside mom, which caused mom to moan and come even harder! Whew! Smoking hot! After her contractions finished, mom flopped her sweaty body on Cole, who was also sweating. Damn! This was hot, and dad still didn’t look upset, and mom’s eyes were closed with a blissful expression.
Mom only arrived fifteen minutes ago! She wasn’t wasting any time!
Mom lay on Cole for a few minutes catching her breath and then rolled off. Her pussy made a loud squelching sound as their groins detached, and mom grinned in embarrassment. I could see her staring at Cole’s greasy cum covered dick while she rested, and then she reached over and started to play. Cole’s dick was limp but still quite long, and mom slowly flopped it back and forth like a toy.
She seemed fascinated by his appendage and sat on her knees between his legs and went to work. At first, she leisurely licked up and down Cole’s dick like she was sampling a lollipop. Then she started to squeeze Cole’s balls gently. She got more energetic and added her other hand to Cole’s shaft and started to suck his crown and lick the sensitive underside. Both hands and her mouth were busy servicing Cole’s instrument of pleasure.
Cole’s dick was coming to life, and Mom started to work it harder. Sweat broke out on her forehead again, and strands of hair were sticking to her face. She repeatedly spit globs of saliva on Cole’s dick then vigorously jacked his greasy tool. Then she lay on her stomach, spread Cole’s legs, and sucked his balls into her mouth. Wow! Mom sucked balls! Who knew?
Cole’s cock was hard again, and mom lay on her back and splayed her legs like a slut beckoning Cole. Mom’s pussy was still slippery looking, from the first load Cole dumped in her. Cole moved between her legs, and mom rested her feet on Cole’s thighs as Cole swiped his dick up and down her greasy slit. It only took a few swipes, and Cole’s head popped in. There was definitely something I didn’t know about mom’s sex life! If dad was only average, there’s no way mom should have been able to take Cole so easy!
But she did! Cole bottomed out inside mom after a few thrusts. Mom wrapped her legs tight around Cole’s back, and then Cole started to thrust into mom faster and faster. Yup! Mom’s pussy was doing something at home I didn’t know about! Mom started to perspire again! Cole began to sweat from his vigorous thrusting. Mom’s eyes closed, and she began to groan softly while running her fingers up and down Cole’s back and asscheeks. She seemed to love squeezing Cole’s buns, but then so did I! I wondered if mom’s pussy was milking Cole’s cock because, in no time, Cole clenched his ass cheeks and dumped another load into mom’s pussy, which caused mom to come. Damn! Everyone was coming except dad and me. I looked over at dad, and he looked like he was in a trance looking at Cole and mom. He’d been slowing walking around as they made out, getting as close as possible without interfering. He didn’t seem upset.
Mom rode Cole, and now Cole had ridden mom. Mom waited a few minutes after coming and then rejuvenated Cole’s dick again with her hands and mouth. Cole told me later that mom’s lips were like a Dyson, and it turned him on seeing my mom work his cock so enthusiastically.
It took a bit longer to bring Cole’s dick back to life, but mom did it, and then Cole did mom doggy style. Once again, he slid in effortlessly and pounded mom with his hands on her hips, and she seemed to love it!
The whole process took less than an hour. When Cole told mom that his cock was spent, mom gave him a sizzling kiss, grinned, squeezed his buns again, and then looked at dad and said it was time to go. I looked at mom in surprise. Talk about fucking and running! Mom buttoned her dress up, brushed her hair, and morphed from a black cock slut back into a prim and proper wife! I don’t even think she had any panties on! Cum was probably dribbling down her legs!
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On the drive home, Sue had a look of post-coital bliss on her face. I knew she had a good time with Cole because she rode him like an animal, but I needed to hear it.
“Was your experience with Cole, okay?”
She looked at me and grinned. “What do you think?”
“I think you had a great time! It looked like you did.”
“Your right. I did. It was fantastic! What forty-five-year-old woman wouldn’t enjoy making out with a twenty-five-year-old hunk with a fantastic cock with her husband’s approval. His cock filled me perfectly, and I loved groping his smooth skin and ass cheeks and kissing him.”
She looked at me. “Was your fantasy fulfilled?”
“Totally! It was hotter than I ever imagined! You two looked amazing together! I saw everything, and Anita recorded it all.”
She smiled. “Good! You’ll have to excuse me, but I was preoccupied and not aware of you and Anita! Did you come?”
“No. I didn’t feel comfortable exposing myself in front of Anita.”
“Poor baby! We’ll have to take care of that when we get home!” She started to rub my cock through my pants. “He feels rock hard! I can’t wait to have him inside me! I’m still horny!”
I drove home as fast as possible, and when I came back from the washroom, Sue was already lying on the bed in her lingerie with her legs spread wide open.
“We still have part of your cuckold fantasy left, don’t we?” She said with a mischievous grin.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, isn’t this where the cuck looks on in awe at his wive’s ruined pussy from the blacking she just received? Don’t you want to examine my pussy? Come closer and see what Cole’s cock did!”
I took a look. “It doesn’t look different from when we have sex or use Brutus.”
“Did you think it would?”
“I didn’t know.”
“Did you think there would be a gaping hole between my legs? You know it doesn’t work that way. Even after we use Brutus, my pussy only ‘gapes’ for a few seconds at most before it closes. Cole’s cock is no bigger than Brutus. That’s why I had no trouble taking him tonight. Practice makes perfect!”
“Don’t you want to smell my pussy? Isn’t that another cuck fantasy, smelling another man’s junk in your wive’s pussy? Go ahead! Give it a smell!”
I gingerly moved my head down for a whiff. Sue’s pussy had a pungent smell, but it was no different than how she smelled after I came in her. “I don’t smell anything different.”
“Do you want to eat me out? Isn’t that another cuck fantasy, to clean the Bull’s junk out of your wive’s pussy?”
He hesitated. He didn’t really want to, but Sue had fulfilled his fantasy, and he felt he owed her if she wanted him to do it. “Do you want me to?”
“I asked you first!” She grinned.
“I will if you want me to. I know some wives supposedly get off on having their cucks cleaning them out. Do you want me to?”
Sue grinned at me, coyly. “I have no desire to humiliate you, but I am super horny and would love to have your magic mouth between my legs. Why don’t you give my clit a lick! That always feels great, and there shouldn’t be any of Cole’s junk on it.”
I bent over and gave Sue’s clit a tentative lick. It didn’t taste different, so I started to lick harder. Sue moaned and pulled my head tight with her hands.
“That feels great, honey! Keep going!”
I love pleasing Sue with my mouth and started to get more aggressive. Sue likes variety, so I moved my tongue a bit lower to her pussy lips to vary the pace. Then I’d alternate back to her clit. Sue pulled my head tighter. I still didn’t taste anything different, so I flattened my tongue and slurped from her clit to her asshole, which Cole hadn’t touched. Sue moaned loudly. Take that, Cole! After that, I lost any concern about Cole’s junk because Sue’s pussy didn’t taste different, and I started to give her my typical vigorous oral workout. Sue started to squirm, but then suddenly yelled, “STOP!”
“I don’t want you to bring me off with your mouth! I want a cock inside me! Don’t some of the cuckold stories talk about the cuck “reclaiming” his wife after her being blacked? I want to be ‘reclaimed’ with your cock! I want to go to sleep with my pussy ‘owned’ by you, not Cole! I want you to give me a fantastic fuck with your cock like you always do and vanquish Cole’s sperm!”
I sunk my shaft into Sue in one thrust! She was drenched! I didn’t care if it was her arousal or Cole’s cum or both. It felt great! I felt just as much friction in her vagina as ever. So much for the myth of the Bull dick stretching my wife out! My wife had a well-toned pussy! We practiced a lot!
Sue’s legs were wrapped around my back so tight I could barely move, and she was scraping her fingernails down my back, but I barely noticed. The beautiful, flushed face beneath me looked just as excited as what I saw earlier tonight when she was with Cole. My cock was harder than a crowbar, and Sue kept telling me to go harder and faster! I did my best and was sweating like crazy! I needed to kiss Sue, and we started tonguing each other like crazy until our bodies began to shudder in orgasm. I don’t think I ever came so hard and so many times! Sue grinned proudly. I had reclaimed my wife and let out a loud growl, which made Sue break out in laughter.
I flopped down beside Sue, and we spooned together. What a perfect end to a perfect day!
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Tom was sound asleep, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the day.
Was it the fulfillment of Tom’s fantasy? Yes. Was it the end of Tom’s fantasy? I didn’t know.
Had I enjoyed the day? Yes, immensely. I don’t know if it was because Cole was excited to see me, but his cock seemed even longer than during the fake photoshoot. That’s why I was on top the first time to make sure it fit. It did, and the extra little bit felt quite lovely! I might need to get a nine-inch dildo now that I know my wonderful pussy can handle it! I especially enjoyed fondling Cole’s cock between sessions. Even though it was half-soft, it still felt meaty and heavy and substantial, and my hand told my brain that something big was on the way, and my mind told my pussy!
Would I do it again? I don’t know. I’d be foolish to say no outright because a few months ago, I couldn’t conceive of a day like today. Anything was possible.
I wasn’t worried. Tom and I always talked things out. If either of us had a desire that would affect the other, we brought it up. We discussed how we felt, and we never did anything if it didn’t feel right for both of us.
Tom and I would talk in the morning, and everything would sort itself out. In the meantime, I snuggled blissfully with my wonderful hubby!
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