Frank and I had toyed around with the idea of me being fucked by other men while he watched but I never took it seriously. He teased me about my favorite fantasy. I imagined having a well-hung black man fuck my white pussy, until his dark prick released a huge load of cum deep within my cunt. The piece de resistance in my sexual scenario involved Frank. He would be holding my hand and watching intently throughout the encounter.
Frank would shout out "Fuck my wife harder," or "Empty your big black balls into my wife's hole" or other such words enthusiastically. His encouraging words and knowing he was watching every thrust, intensified the experience. After the monster cock was done and his sperm running down my legs, it was Frank's job to lick me clean. That was the thought that I most often masturbated to. My eyes closed and legs spread, I lay down on my bed, picturing Frank's tongue expertly and thoroughly savoring the mixed juices that me and my lover's night of passion produced. Despite the fact that a variation of this was repeated in my head so often, each time it resulted in a mind-blowing climax that rivaled the first time.
Frank and I had been married 5 years and he was very secure in the knowledge that nothing could break us up. The only thing that would have made us closer would have been having kids but unfortunately that wasn't meant to be. After several years of trying to get pregnant, I went to a doctor. When he gave me the bad news that I would never conceive, Frank was very supportive.
Sunday mornings were always spent leisurely in bed, getting up only when we needed to eat or go to the washroom. That's why I was so surprised when I awoke on a lazy Sunday morning and Frank was nowhere to be found. "Frank, where are you?" I shouted repeatedly and searched the house. He wasn't home. I wondered where he was and decided to try him on his cell phone. Sure enough, he answered.
"I'll be home shortly, honey," he replied. "I have a big surprise for you." Frank knew how much I loved surprises. Once he had shocked me by buying plane tickets to New York. We spent a few days going to Broadway shows and then back to our hotel room for a night of pleasure. On another occasion, he bought me a day of pampering at Queen's Spa, capped by a night out on the town. I wondered what he had in store for me today.
I didn't have long to wait. I heard Frank's car pull into the garage. I opened the door in my birthday suit, eager to see what he had in mind. "What's my...?" I stopped mid sentence when I saw that my husband wasn't alone. I went to reach for something, anything, to cover my naked body.
"That's ok darling, it's not necessary," Frank said. "Glenn, I'd like you to meet my beautiful wife, Linda." Glenn's eyes scanned my body and he was obviously pleased. My long thick red hair, large tits and long sleek legs were all he could see. I knew my round ass wouldn't disappoint him either, when he would get to see it. It was made for anal.
Glenn smiled and extended his hand to me. When I shook it, I could feel its firmness. Glenn was my dream man come to life. Black, handsome, shaved head, medium build and ... the rest I would get to know soon, real soon.
To be continued...
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