A true story from the early 80's.
(names and locations have been changed)
April knew she was going to be forced to tell me at some point. I mean, how much longer could she "go see friends" three or four nights a week in the slutty outfits she left in anyway. April was about 23 years old 115 lbs and 5'4".Beautifull tits with huge nipples. She had (and still has) beautiful blond hair. She had all the right stuff in all the right places. Victor was such a good lover, it had, until now, made it all worth it. Victor loved her in the short dresses she wore on their dates, and April loved the attention of Victor and his friends at the nightclubs they went to on the other side of town. She loved that he was a tough black man and had the respect of most other black men.
Most of all, April loved the 10" uncut black cock Victor possessed, the thought of which even now made her damp. No, I had no idea why she was going to so much trouble to get ready "for friends", putting on Victor's favorite perfume (which she had convinced me I liked also).Tonight she chose the "commando " look. She wore thigh high hose with the line down the back, and no panties. She thought I was asleep, but I saw her as she got ready for her date. She carefully combed her hair perfectly, or Victor would swear she had been screwing me or someone else. Victor was also known to pull off her panties and smell them to see if she had any semen on them. Victor also made her swear she would stop screwing me. She lied on that one. She came home from their dates and gave me great sex every time!
I had been getting "sloppy seconds" for several years. I would ask sometimes why she was so lubricated, and she didn't have the heart to tell me she had just been impaled by a huge black dick. I knew something was up, though. It turned me on, you see. I hated the fact that my wife was screwing another man. It made me mad and horny all at the same time.
Anyway, April had a feeling the gig was up, but she didn't realize what was coming this night. Her fantasies were going to come true.
She left the house around 9:00 pm, headed to meet Victor. Her pussy was already tingling as she anticipated what was coming. She always allowed 2 hours or so for their dates, or all night if I was out of town on business.
She checked herself in the mirror. Hair perfect, nothing out of place. She knew Victor would love her outfit. She saw Victor walking toward her car at the usual meeting place. He got in and kissed her. His hand went instinctively to her big tits first and then to her crotch. Victor sighed when he felt the naked pussy which immediately became damp. She was so happy she had gotten her tubes tied after her last kid.