Although I enjoy Literotica stories, the ones that really turn me on are the tales that claim to be true. The following events actually happened to the best of my recollection. Only the names have been changed.
Watching my lover in the throes of passion with another man, especially a black man, had been my fantasy for many years. I finally got to live the experience with Lisa and James, and seeing his big black cock slamming into her white, wet pussy was everything I imagined it could be.
Lisa and I were college friends, even though I was (and still am, of course) several years older. We never hooked up back then, although I tried my best a couple of times. She was fit with decent-sized but not especially large boobs, quite pretty with a cute smile and shoulder-length dark hair, and personable. There was an attraction between us, but it just never worked out. At least back then it didn't.
Fast forward several years. A small group of college friends lived in and around a large midwestern city, and once or twice a year we'd all get together to party, just like the good old days. Well, maybe we didn't drink and smoke as much, but we still had a good time. At one of these parties, Lisa showed up by herself, even though she was living with a guy at the time. I was married, but my wife wasn't interested in going to the party, so I was also alone. Actually, my wife had completely cut me off from sex, and we had grown apart. I hadn't been laid in about ten years, and, needless to say, I was horny.
Anyway, Lisa and I were talking, and she told me how her partner had also lost all interest in sex. To make a long story short, we ended up sneaking away from the group and began making out, kissing and groping each other's bodies. We found a bedroom where we quickly got naked and were finally going to fuck. Alas, I had drunk too much, and no matter how hard she tried by sucking my cock, it would not cooperate. I ended up going down on her, giving her at least one orgasm. Later, she told me that my doing that is what convinced her to continue our illicit relationship.
After that, we began a torrid, sex-filled affair. Fortunately, we both had jobs that allowed us to get away from our offices on occasion. So, about once every four to six weeks, we'd meet at a motel for an afternoon of hot sex. I had scored some Viagra to make sure I could get and keep it up, and we'd have three or four fuck sessions during the afternoon togethers. They were wonderful events, with us fucking in every conceivable position. She loved to suck my cock, and I always made sure to eat her pussy to drive her to orgasm. I don't know how many times she orgasmed during our afternoons, since she came easily and often, but I was typically good for three or four cum-shots, usually in her pussy. (Thank you, Viagra!) By the end of the afternoon, we would both be satisfied—and sore!
During the afternoons between our rounds of sex, we would lie in bed talking, waiting until the Viagra kicked in again. We discussed what was going on in our lives, movies, books, sex, and whatever came to mind. During one of these conversations, Lisa shyly asked if I'd be interested in a three-way with one of her female friends. She told me she was bi-sexual, and had had several encounters with Steph, her friend. I was more than excited, and encouraged her to tell me more, which she did. I've had many sexual experiences over the years, including with another man, but I'd never been in a three-way with two women. It's every hetero man's dream! She explained that it may be a while, though, since Steph lived out of state, and only occasionally traveled to the area. (We eventually did have a threesome with Steph, and it was fantastic, but that's a story for another time.)
After parting that day, I wondered if she might also be interested in another man joining us. I racked my brain trying to think of who might be willing to do so. Finally, I hit on an idea: my ex-coworker James. He's bigger than I am, athletic, and handsome. He's also Black, and thinking about that turned me on even more. I've always had a bit of cuckold in me, and the idea of a black cock inside Lisa made me hard.
During one of our breaks at our next get-together, we talked about Steph again. I then worked up the courage to ask her if she'd be interested in a guy joining us between the sheets. She thought for a few seconds, then said "Yes, if I met him and it felt right." I then told her about James, and she seemed to get quite excited when I mentioned he was Black. Our sex was even hotter the rest of the afternoon, as I think we both we were fantasizing about a black cock in her mouth and tight pussy.
