I don't know if this is an edifying story, but it is true and happened in my second year of marriage. My wife is finishing her undergraduate degree in psychology. She is a delicate blonde girl, 23 years old. Two months ago she went to a camp with college friends, a mixed trip, girls and boys, lasting four days.
I authorized her to have sex with any of her friends, if she was interested. It would be just a case of casual, incidental, infrequent sex, erotic play between girls and boys confined in the same space for a few days; it was natural that physical attractions and intimate encounters would occur. I wouldn't mind.
And she did have sex. Not with some boy, a classmate, but with a monitor, a young assistant teacher, Joe, a black guy, 30 years old, married.
From the morning of the first day, he excited her with the vision of his muscular chest and legs and the big volume displayed in his swimming trunks when they went to bathe in the waterfall. The man's virile appearance and the explicit demonstration that he had a beautiful and large sexual organ inside that swim trunk turned her on.
It was the first time she was seeing a black man half naked and getting excited by him.
The attraction between them grew throughout the day.
At night, around 10 p.m., when they were going to sleep, Joe regretted that they had to separate, each of them sleeping in their own tent, because she was married, not a single.
Nelly smiled and told him that her marital status, like his, had no effect there, she could decide what she wanted without worrying about being married.
He listened with pleasure and invited her to his tent. Nelly readily accepted. She had my permission to do that and was going to enjoy it.
She went to his tent, took off her panties, spread her legs and under the romantic moonlight of a pleasant climate, tried his thick, long black cock three times inside her hot and wet cunt.