21/06/2011
My wife had finally taken my hints of many years and found a black lover from her workplace.
This of course was very thrilling for me, but things did not exactly turn out like I had planned. Their
escapades were exactly that: THEIR escapades! I wanted to be there at least from time to time
stroking my little white weenie. I never realized that one of my little fetishes
would be my ticket to paradise. one night after the wife got home I began going down on her. She
had never heard of this fetish and said to me "I wouldn't do that if I wer you!"
I just kept my head down and stayed at it. When I was satisfied that I had
gotten it all she pulled her dildo from under the bed and made me jack off while
giving me a show. Afterwards, I proclaimed my dissappointment that she wasn't
very full and that perhaps her lover did not have much to put in her. She
assured me that he did, but most of it probably leaked out and into her
panties. This scenario repeated several times over the last few weeks with
different methods of trying to keep the warm stuff inside until she got home.
When pantyhose and panties failed to keep it in place, I realized that it wasn't
going to happen. An hour drive across town allows too much
time to lose the goods. I also realized that my wife was growing into this
little fetish more and more all the time. After all of our failed attempts
at getting a decent creampie for me to devour, my wife finally said the words I
had wanted to hear all along. "Honey, I guess the only way to get this done is
to have him over." I couldn't beleive it! She had finally gotten the big
picture. Longer story short, Ryan (I know, it doesn't sound like the typical
black guy name) showed up at the house at 10 pm last Saturday with wine and a
big smile on his face. We had very little small talk and decided it would be
best if the two of them got started in the bedroom alone and then I would walk
in later after the action was heated up. I watched my wife strut down the
hallway in her black seamed stockings, six inch heels and black miniskirt (yes, I
am a man from the eighties) and my heart was racing. I settled in my recliner
with one last glass of wine. After a couple of minutes I heard music and
laughter. A few minutes after that, just music. Afew minutes after that, music
and moaning. About five minutes after that, music and screaming! At this time I
was nude in my recliner stroking my cock with some lotion I found in my wifes
purse. I walked down the hall and peered around the doorway to see my lovely
wife on her back and her black buck in between her open legs pumping away. I
quickly positioned myself directly where neither he or she could see me and
stroked away. After afew minutes of this Ryan tightened his buttox and pumped
very hard and forcefully and then stopped with his cock all the way in. He
flooded my wife with everything he had. After getting up to go get a drink,
Ryan saw me and just grinned. I started to go down on my wives shiny cunt but
she declined saying that they weren't finished. For the next two hours I watched
Ryan fuck her in every position possible and dump two more loads of black
manhood into her. If I had any thoughts that this would be a situation where I
just dabbled my tongue in a little cum and then jacked off, I was seeing
differently now. After the last load my wife was full. I sort of thought
that this would be our private thing. I thought she would send Ryan home and
then I would play in his goo. Not the case! The wife wanted Ryan to see what we
had been doing with his cum after she came home. She ordered me to go down on
her. I ate all I could until we all realized that the main prize was deep down
in the place where only his nine inch cock could shoot it. My wife ordered me on
my back and then straddled my face. After a few seconds of gently sucking, the
nectar began to flow. Slowly at first and then a little heavier. And then it
happened...a huge, thick glob went down my throat and nearly gagged me. It was
so thick that my wife could tell when it came out and shuddered. Ryan was so
turned on by the whole deal that he was now stroking his nine inches back to
hardness. I was spent! I had already came and my duties were done. I went into
the kitchen to get some water and when I came back to the bedroom the door was
locked. I went back to my recliner very satisfied and content, all the while
listening to the beginnings of my lovely, white, debutate wife's fourth fuck of
the night from her new black lover!