As soon as we pulled into a hotel parking lot, I had a pretty good guess as to what my birthday surprise was going to be this year. Honestly, in light of my birthday last year and the slowly mounting number of events between then and now, I imagined my wife Ann had something particularly fun planned for us. All that was left for me to be surprised by were the specifics.
Last year my birthday was the culmination of Ann and my confiding in each other about what turned out to be more or less a shared fantasy. It was that week that we went to a hotel downtown and met in person for the first time with a man we had been vetting online for several weeks. That night was the first time any of us had participated in full on male-female-male group sex, including a hot double penetration finale that left everyone exhilarated and satisfied.
Since then, Ann and I have eked out time here and there to experiment with other men in other scenarios. Some of the guys were winners, others not quite as appealing, but we were always careful enough to make sure no one of them could risk our discretion or health. We met a few guys with whom we had a considerable amount of chemistry, and a couple of them even got multiple runs with my beautiful Italian bride. For one reason or another, it's been difficult finding a man that circumstances haven't prevented from being a true regular. Maybe we prefer it that way. It certainly adds to thrill when it's someone new.
Usually when we do something like this, I make the final participant selection(s) with Ann's approval, and we get to the hotel before anyone else. This time, Ann had done all the footwork, and she said we were going right to the room. There was no need to check in because someone already had. When we got to the room, Ann knocked, and we were immediately greeted by a rather imposing black man. He was well over 6' tall and pretty bulked up. I might have been intimidated had it not been for the fact that I always felt confident around Ann. Having an intelligent, sexy woman by your side has that affect on a guy.
I learned that the man's name was Rayshaun. He lives in the area but is originally from New York City. He is 37 years old and single, so right in the demographic we look for. He possesses a commanding but charming demeanor. I could see why Ann picked him already. However, there was more to it, which I saw once it came time to undress.
First, though, it was my job to get my thin, tan, mid-30s wife in the mood to fuck our new friend. We all had a drink, and then Rayshaun took his seat on the bed. As he watched, Ann and I stood near the window, curtains drawn shut, where I started by rubbing her back and neck for a couple minutes. This move always got her off to a good start and allowed me to make my way underneath her blouse and down her back to unlatch her bra. Then my hands moved to her chest, under her bra, squeezing her boobs, which was the next step to getting her fully aroused. Meanwhile, I kissed her lips, cheek and neck the whole time while both of us remained oblivious to the near-stranger sitting across from us.
Next, I helped Ann out of her blouse, her bra coming off with it and exposing her boobs. Then she undid her jeans, kicking her shoes off as she pulled down her pants. We embraced again and made out as my hand slid into her panties and rubbed her pussy just a bit but enough for me to tell that she was getting nice and wet. My work was just about done - only for now, of course.
Lastly, I assisted my hot wife with removing her underwear so that she was wearing nothing except an anklet on her right ankle, which she did for me because she knew I thought it was a sexy look. We kissed one more time before she turned toward Rayshaun and made her way to the bed. From the buldge in his pants, I suspected my wife had a sizable opponent tonight.
As Ann got up in the bed and on all fours, I sat down in a chair across from the foot of the bed. Rayshaun took his shirt off while Ann took the liberty of working on his pants. Soon, the pants were pulled back, and Rayshaun took them and his boxers off entirely, showing me perhaps the primary reason Ann had recruited him (though she swears it wasn't).
My own cock is by no means a lightweight. This guy, though, fulfilled the stereotype of black guys having big dicks. This thing was bordering on monster territory, at least in comparison to the other guys I had let fuck my wife. Ann thought for my birthday I would enjoy watching her get railed by a big black cock, and thinking back to watching her begin to take said cock in her mouth, I realize she was right.
