Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring interracial sex as told to me by Amy.
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One morning after an evening with James, my good friend Nancy stopped by so our kids could play. As the kids played, we talked over coffee. I must have still been glowing from the fucking my black lover James had given me the night before because Nancy just volunteered, "You look different. You seem so happy."
Then joking she said, "You must have a boy friend; you look like you just got laid last night."
I blushed! She had caught me totally off guard. That she had hit on the truth was written all over my face, and I knew she could tell.
Since I'm not a good liar; I knew I couldn't deny it. I paused for a bit to collect my thoughts and then said, "Yes, I do have a boyfriend, and we were together last night."
I could tell by her expression that she was very shocked, surprised, amazed even.
I told her just a few of the details. I told her that he was black, and that my husband Mark knew and approved of the arrangement.
Then she blurted out, "I can't believe you're fucking a nigger!"
In spite of her language, I didn't detect disapproval. Actually it seemed more as if she was in awe.
She is a good friend and promised she wouldn't tell anyone else, and I felt I could trust her. She only knew me as a church going wife and stay-at-home mother of two children. She couldn't believe that I had Mark's permission to have an affair, and with a black man no less.
It was good to finally be able to talk about James with a friend, but at the same time it was kind of scary because someone else knew. I was just concerned about more people finding out.
That next weekend was the weekend I had told James I was ready to give him my white ass.
I knew I would do it. There wasn't anything that James could ask me to do sexually that I wouldn't submit to and do. Knowing that it was something he wanted, it became something I wanted also. I knew that my pain would give him pleasure. The thought that I would be giving my whiteness to him, being his ivory prize was so very appealing to me.
I knew that I could take my husband Mark up my ass, but I would have to take a cock a lot bigger when James took me. While he is not nearly the same size, I felt that if Mark and I did it more it would help get me ready for James.
So, one night, when Mark came to bed, he found me with my ass sticking up in the air, and me saying, "Mark, I need you to fuck my ass."
"I want James to fuck my ass and I want you to loosen me up for him."
He stood behind me looking at my sexy ass saying, "I'm to fuck my wife's ass so it will be easier for her black boyfriend's big cock! How far we have come!"
Mark has conflicting emotions. He loves to fuck my cute round ass. It feels so good for him and it turns him on and makes him jealous at the same time thinking that sometime soon James would be pounding my tight white ass with his big black cock.
However, that vision makes him so hard and horny. He fucked my ass harder than ever before, and he didn't last that long either because he was so excited. For Mark, there is nothing hotter than watching me getting fucked by a black man. Just as I think of James all the time, Mark thinks about James fucking me all the time. When we are in bed it gets him so hard and horny. That's why he encourages me even though he's jealous...is that weird, or what?
I also started to use the big black dildo Mark bought. Mark gets excited when I use it, for sure. He just says it's hot to watch me try and take that big thing up my ass, and how I will love James up there.
The dildo is close to James' size, but I had never taken it all. It hurts and it's hard to do it to myself. I didn't want Mark to help either. I only wanted to experience that size with James in command.
As I thought back on it, I was scared the first time I tried anal with Mark. Also I thought it was a "dirty" thing to do, but part of me was anxious to try it because it was taboo. Mark had played with my ass a little with his finger and it felt good, so I thought that doing anal sex would be even better, and I did come to love anal sex with Mark.
Friday came around and boy did I have a hot Friday evening with James!
Mark drove us to our favorite club so I could meet James. I wore a pair of low rise jeans with some sexy heels and a thong and a halter top. My new nipple rings were barely visible through the thin fabric. I don't know if anyone noticed, but I sure hope they did.
James looked great as always. He wore slacks and a t-shirt that was kind of tight so that it showed off his nice muscles. We greeted each other as we usually do, with a long, deep kiss and James grabbing my ass.
We had a drink and we danced while Mark watched. After a little while, James saw a friend of his that he had not seen in a long time, a guy named Jerome. Jerome was younger, about 25, nice face, short hair cut in a military style, lean but muscular, about 5'10". His skin was of medium darkness. I learned Jerome was a sergeant in the Marines and had recently gotten back from Iraq. He was a pretty nice looking guy who was in great shape.
He joined us for a drink. He seemed surprised at how affectionate I was with James in front of Mark. I was sitting on James' lap, kissing him, dancing sexy with him, the kind of stuff I usually do when I can get my hands on him.
After a little while James suggested that we all go back to his place his place to chill. Of course I rode with James so I could snuggle up to him, kiss him, and caress his body, chest and cock through his clothes. As he drove, he played with my titties and nipples just a little. While a little tender from their recent piercing, much of the soreness was gone.
I figured that the reason James invited Jerome to join us at his place was so I could fuck him, or at least suck him off. Taking the initiative, I told James, "I think Jerome is pretty sexy, and I want to fuck him. That is if it's Ok with you."
James laughed. "It's hot that a married white bitch like you is a slut for niggah cock. I got no problem sharing you with a friend."
When we got to James' house, we smoked a little weed. I snuggled up to Jerome and sat on his lap. I made it very clear that I wanted him. He didn't say much, he just enjoyed it. Mark saw what was happening and it didn't appear that it bothered him that I was coming on to Jerome. He had pretty much figured that was why Jerome when back with us anyway. In fact I think it made him a little happy because I would be fucking someone other than James.
After a few minutes of kissing and running my fingers through Jerome's short kinky hair and over his chest, I could feel his cock getting hard beneath my ass. I wiggled my ass a little bit to tease him. Then I said, "I want you to fuck me."
He would be only the second black guy to ever fuck me.
He was a little surprised that I was so blunt, but he was all for it because he was so horny. He hadn't gotten any sex in Iraq. He asked James, "Is it cool if I fuck your bitch?"
"Go ahead brother; she's a crazy slut for black cock."
I took Jerome's hand and led him into the bedroom. There we undressed each other. He loved my nipple rings. As soon as he unveiled them, he proclaimed, "Nice tittie rings!"
"I got them for James," I responded, "to show him how much I love him and because he owns me now."
As soon as we were both naked, I got down on my knees in front of Jerome and sucked on his nice hard cock. All the while I was sucking and stroking his cock, he ran his fingers through my fine blond hair. His cock wasn't quite as long as James', but it was just as thick. That got me very wet. I can't believe how horny I get sucking black cock.
When he was as hard as he was going to get, Jerome said, "Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck your white whore cunt."
I got on the bed and he proceeded to fuck me doggie style. I could tell it had been a while since he had a white woman. He no sooner positioned his cock at the entrance to my dripping pussy than he lunged in full depth.
I watched the mirror's reflection of his darkness disappearing into my pale white body.
There I was, a mother of two, being fucked by a viral black man 10 years younger than me! I felt very desirable.
Both James and Mark were standing beside the bed, cocks out, stroking themselves.
I felt like such an exhibitionist, and being on display like that made me even more excited.
Jerome pulled my hair only a little. Mostly he just grabbed my hips and fucked me hard.
