Its genesis occurred more than 25 years ago, before I even knew my wife, Louise and lay dormant until a few months ago.
We get together every Friday evening with Roy and Jill, our friends of more than 15 years, alternately hosting dinner followed by a movie. On this particular occasion Roy had something to show us before the main feature. He explained it was a homemade video shot in a hotel room by a husband filming his wife with two black guys. The video lasted about forty-five minutes and depicted a submissive wife being dominated and used by the men while her husband offered advice and instructions. Roy and I made various lewd comments throughout and Jill laughed along and made a few comments of her own. Louise, however, remained quiet and only laughed half-heartedly and appeared uncomfortable. She remained subdued for the rest of the evening and on the drive home she asked what I thought of the video. I admitted it made me horny especially because the woman appeared to be enjoying what was being done to her.
"Yes, she was enjoying it, she was enjoying it very much" my wife answered absentmindedly, as if lost in private thoughts, then added, "could you do something like that?"
"What do you mean, the dominating or the filming? I replied.
"Oh, either I suppose."
"Domination's not really my thing but I could see myself doing the filming, or just watching...I think I would like that, watching you get boned by different men."
"Do you mean that, do you fantasize about that?"
"I think most men fantasize about their wife in erotic situations with other and I'm no exception, but yes, I do get horny when I imagine you with a stranger. Why, do you want to be the woman in the video?"
"Don't be silly," she laughed; unconvincingly I thought and wondered what was really going on in her mind.
That night Louise was far more into sex than usual and I got the distinct impression it was due to the video. On reflection, I was rougher with her than normal having that video still in mind and believed she was affected by it more than she was letting on. Our sex life had always been reasonably satisfying, if ordinary, but that night and during the following weeks, my wife seemed different somehow.
Louise is two years younger than me and at 46, retains the fine figure of a thirty year old. Her breasts are large and firm with big nipples and her hour-glass figure is the kind men stare at. She has a lovely behind which is complemented by shapely legs. A small patch of blonde pubic hair sits atop her pussy that has large labia making a very sexy cameltoe. Her shoulder-length, natural blonde hair is set off by striking green eyes and unblemished skin.
Several weeks passed and during a Friday night dinner at our house, Jill asked Louise if she'd watched the video yet. Louise replied she had and would return it later that evening. Before I could ask what movie they were talking about, Roy started another conversation and I never got back to it. Later, as our friends were leaving, Louise handed Jill a DVD and it jogged my memory to their earlier conversation.
"What was that DVD?" I asked as we made our way upstairs to bed.
"Oh, it was that homemade porno we watched a few weeks ago. I wanted to watch it again."
"I wondered why you've been so horny recently; it's that woman with those black guys isn't it?"
We stopped on the stairs and she stared at me in silence for several seconds before answering, "Yes it is," she replied, "and I've made a copy."
"What is it about that DVD that makes you so horny?"
She smiled reflectively and said, "I'll tell in bed, let's go and watch it."
Since watching that video she had certainly been behaving differently and on the stairs that night I felt she had come to a decision and I was about to hear it.
I put the DVD in the machine and snuggled down next to her. She grabbed my cock immediately and as soon as it was hard, she climbed on top of me facing the TV. My cock sank into a very wet and aroused pussy and as the black men had their way with the white wife, she bounced to a rapid and noisy climax. She jerked me to completion and my sperm splashed all over her face, imitating a scene in the video.
"Well now, are you going to tell me why that video makes you so horny, is it the black guys? I asked as we lay together in the afterglow of sex.
"Partly, yes, I've fantasized about being with black men. When I was in university one of the girls I shared an apartment with brought home a few porno tapes on 8mm film. She projected them onto the wall of her bedroom, it was the first time I had ever seen anything like that and they made me very horny. One film showed a white woman with three black men dominating her sexually and it made me the horniest of all. I had erotic dreams about those men with huge dicks and would wake up and masturbate....I still do." Her hand brushed against my cock and found I was beginning to harden again. Am I making you horny with my confessions?" she whispered and began to fondle me.
"Thoughts of watching you with other men are certainly arousing and something I've fantasized about but am I reading between the lines that you would like to make it a reality?"