It had been just over a year since we had began our venture into this new taboo 'Lifestyle'. We didn't know how we would change, or how it would help or hurt our marriage, but we were in it now, nonetheless. After a while and some highs and lows, we had finally gotten to a point where Lyla and I didn't have any barriers and didn't give much thought to what sexual fantasies or desires we wanted to share.
I had always been turned on most by interracial porn - big black cock to put it bluntly. She had confessed a fantasy for a gangbang where she would get creampie after creampie. I, naturally, combined the best of both and fantasized (obsessed over, really) the thought of well hung black men running a train on my beautiful Lyla pumping her cunt full of cum for hours.
In the shadows of my deeply perverted mind, the number 10 was a good quantity.
This, however, would remain just that - a fantasy. One that, in reality, could never come to fruition - the risk of pregnancy (even with protection), and STDs was just too consequential. So with that, we continued on our way of trying to find that perfect person or couple to play with on a regular basis.
During our ongoing search, we kept our sex life interesting, purchasing multiple toys of different shapes and sizes, watching porn and exploring our sexuality.
In our escapades, I had managed to loosen Lyla's pussy so she could take larger toys and enjoy the sensations the deeper penetration and stretching gave. And, really, I love playing with her loose pussy - double vag with a toy felt amazing.
During one of our normal nights, we discussed our fantasies again. She brought up the gangbang once more and I couldn't resist - I said:
"What if I found a group that was proven disease-free? Would it be enough for you to consider living out this fantasy?"
Lyla looked at me as if I were taking crazy pills because of the odds of finding guys who are all clean and wanting to do this. But, after giving it some thought, I could tell that the fantasy was rolling in her mind, to which she replied:
"If you could find a group of guys, then, yeah I'd do it. Or rather, let them do me. I'm on birth control so what other risk is there?"
She smirked an evil grin and I could tell her pussy got a little wet just by bringing the fantasy a tiny bit closer to reality.
After that, we continued to talk about things as we usually do. But in the back of my mind, I was reeling trying to find a way to make this fantasy come to life.
After a night to sleep on it, it dawned on me - there's an amateur (Damien) who has his own porn site specifically for BBC porn. He travels for the right woman. I immediately sent him a message detailing everything.
Some time later, we received a message from a single Male on the swingers site we were members of. He was respectful and showed charisma and experience. After our usual conversation to determine whether he was a creeper or not, we had asked if he wanted to meet for drinks and we continued to set up the date.
As a rarity, we got an overnight sitter, so we were in no rush when we finally met. We met on a Friday evening and we all were clicking perfectly. After some time, he asked if we wanted to go somewhere more private - offering his hotel room just a few blocks away. Lyla looked at me and we gave each other the look of approval and followed him.
When we arrived, we took the elevator to the penthouse floor where the suite was beyond belief. It was spectacular. However, we all knew we weren't there for the views. After a few more drinks, Lyla was practically sitting in Damien's lap. He was rubbing her thighs and slowly creeping up further and further. I could tell by Lyla's breathing and blush on her face, she was feeling the wine just enough to have a good buzz while also having her wits about her. She knew where this was going and gave me a look as if begging not to say no. To which I nodded in approval - I wanted this.
She instantly turned and started to make out with Damien. Pushing her tongue in his mouth as he did in return. Her hand travelling down his body feeling his warmth and strength. Ultimately, she found her destination as she rested on his cock feeling the bulge growing beneath her finger tips. Growing in length and girth as she slowly began rubbing over top his slacks.
All the while, he was caressing her DD size tits, pinching the nipples through her dress. Lightly pulling and twisting through the thin fabric. Each a little harder than the last, resulting in heavy gasps interrupting the deep kisses.
After a few minutes of this, they found each other in varying levels of undress. She had finally felt the full size of his cock - easily 8 inches long and enough girth that she couldn't handle it with a single hand - definitely needed a double grip to handle him. And balls that hung low - pronounced.
She had never had something as large as Damien in her pussy. Not even of the plethora of toys we have bought. Yet, the thought of this made her pussy even wetter.
Damien's focus was entirely on Lyla. Gently kissing her and her body with the occasional bite or rough pull of her nipple. She liked it rough, and her body indicated as much. He expertly ate her pussy, making her squirm and moan in ecstasy eventually cumming on his tongue.
He then proceeded to pull out a velvet rope asking her if it were okay to tie her up. Lyla looked to me for approval. She liked the feeling of helplessness, but with a stranger? She needed me to reassure her of her and my safety. After a second, I nodded in approval and gave her a look of unquestionable security no matter what.
She cooperatively placed her hands to the corners of the bed and was now restrained. Damien continued to pull out another article which revealed to be a matching velvet blindfold. Again, the same exchange of concerned looks, but uthe same final result ending with Lyla restrained at the hands and blindfolded.
Damien proceeded to mount Lyla at her chest slowly teasing his cock near her lips. He was far too large for her to give a proper blowjob, but she did her best, licking the head, lapping up the pre-cum from his cock moistening her lips. He placed his cock between her tits. As Lyla's tits engulfed his cock, he began thrusting. Slow at first but gaining speed. Lyla's tongue remained out allowing her to keep tasting his cock as she licked the head with every thrust.
After a few minutes of titty fucking, Lyla demanded to be fucked. She needed this cock inside her.
Damien climbed down and rested his cock at the entrance of her now sopping wet hole. Her juices were now running down her ass. He grabbed his cock and rubbed her entrance spreading the wetness around her vulva, expertly preparing it for a smooth glide in. Then, he entered her - slowly. She gasped at the feeling of his girth against her walls. Stretching her flesh. Pump after pump, her pain slowly turned into pleasure. She loved how forceful Damien's cock had intruded her hole in a way nothing and no one else had.
I could tell from Lyla's body language now, that her pain had turned into pleasure and she was needing more. Damien looked back at me, and again I nodded in approval. Damien then whispered into Lyla's ear:
"Your husband has told me everything you want. I'm now going to pump your pussy full of my cum. Afterwards, 9 other men will do the same. We are going to cum inside of this pretty white pussy until you say that you belong to us. Do you understand?"
