After recent forays into my wife's kinky side our relationship was better than ever. I had initially feared she would tire of me and I would be reduced to watching from the sidelines. However, I shouldn't have worried. She seemed hungrier for sex than ever. We would fuck regularly with a passion and enthusiasm I had never known. Nothing was off limits. Where before I'd have to ply her with drink to even be allowed to push a finger in her ass now she begged to be fucked anally. And she loved it hard. Seemingly the big cocks of the black guys she'd fucked had unlocked hidden depths. And I was happy to reap the rewards. I wasn't being replaced, she just loved getting laid.
One night, as I lay recovering my breath after fucking her she gently stroked my chest and said, "babe?"
"Yeah?" I panted.
"I've been thinking...you know how you didn't mind me fucking those guys with you watching them use me?"
"Didn't mind? I loved it. Maybe not as much as you, but it was still great."
"Well how would you feel if I did something similar but without you?"
I was a little taken aback. This was a new road we'd gone down as a couple and whilst I was very much a spectator I still felt it was something we did together. She must have seen the worry pass over my face.
"I don't have to...I'm happy to do it as we have...with you there...I don't want you to worry"
"No, it's okay. You just caught me off guard. Is there someone you have your eye on?"
"Sort of. But I don't want to say much. It's risky. It has to do with work."
I was surprised. My wife worked at a college. We'd had colleagues round for meals but I couldn't remember any of them being black. Perhaps it was a new member of the faculty. I was intrigued and could feel my cock, recently limp and spent, start to harden. My wife noticed too. She smiled.
"Hmmm, let me guess. You're coming round to the idea?"
"It seems I must be".
She slid down the bed and lay staring up at me from between my legs. She started sucking my cock. She broke off to tease me, "so, it makes you hard to think of me doing this to some big black stud...makes you hard wanting me to wet his giant cock before her stretches my tight pink cunt...you want me fuck them don't you?...you want them to bury their cum deep in my ass?...say it, say you want it"
I was close to coming and shouted, "yes I want you to do it. I want them to fuck you!" At that I emptied my balls into her mouth, and she swallowed whilst continuing to suck. I was panting harder than ever. "Baby," I said, "you can do it but I want you to tell me everything after."
She grinned, "so long as I don't lose my job I'll tell you everything".
She went off to clean her teeth and then she returned to bed where we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Days went by and she said nothing more on the matter. I wondered if I should ask but remembered the risk she'd mentioned and thought she must be biding her time.
One night she returned home, our conversation of a couple of weeks ago almost forgotten, and I was alarmed. Her clothes were barely on, buttoned up wrongly, her make up was smeared across her face and her hair in disarray. I ran to her afraid she'd been attacked.
"Relax," she said, "and sit down whilst I tell you all about it..."
I realised she'd carried out her plan but couldn't have imagined what she ended up doing...
... A few weeks previously she'd been teaching her class but noticed a couple of the guys were checking her out. At first she was surprised. She was only in her late twenties and they in their late teens but she still couldn't believe they were checking her out. At first she panicked. She knew the risk to her job. But she was also turned on. Both the guys were handsome, muscular and black. She was thrilled she'd caught their eyes. After her initial shock she decided to test the water. She started to wear more provocative outfits. Nothing too slutty or obvious but enough to make sure she got and kept their attention; blouses more fitted than usual, skirts slightly shorter and tighter and heels slightly higher. The difference was small. So small I hadn't noticed. But they did. She would catch their eyes drifting over her curves and enjoy watching them squirm when they realised they'd been caught. But she said nothing. When she moved around the class to help students with their work she managed to keep her back to them, knowing that when she bent over desks to look at work they had a full view of her firm round ass.
Having established this teasing routine she moved things up a notch. She moved their seats to the front, nearest her desk, on the pretense of them not applying themselves enough. The boys were annoyed at being moved and thought she was pissed at them fucking her with their eyes. But she soon sent about treating them to views of her ass and they relaxed again.
One morning, whilst the students were completing a test she turned her chair towards the two boys. One, Jason, was staring into space, wasting time or looking for inspiration. Lost in thought it took a moment to realise her chair was turned directly in front of him. He slowly tracked his gaze up her stocking clad legs, smiling. She watched him. As his head rose she parted her legs giving him a clear view to her panties. She'd worn a tiny thong specially, which barely covered her pussy. It was also sheer so that which was covered was almost not so.
Jason's jaw dropped. He nudged Theo next to him. He'd actually been focussed on the test so wasn't happy to be disturbed. Jason frantically and noiselessly gestured by nodding his head. Irritated, Theo followed Jason's directions and he too let his jaw drop. Both had wide smiles across their faces.
She watched their reactions and then let her gaze drift down below their desks and was pleased to see growing outlines of long thick cocks run down their thighs. Her trap was set.
After 5 minutes the bell went. "Okay guys, we'll continue the test this afternoon. Have a good lunch. I'll see you later."
She ignored the two boys, letting them leave with everyone else. She sat down and took a deep breath. She was almost ready to put her plan into action but the risk was real now, but made everything much more exciting.
When the class returned last period she settled them to resume their test. She sat as before turned to face Jason and Theo but had her legs crossed. They both kept looking, disappointed that they couldn't see her panties anymore.
Halfway through the lesson she uncrossed her legs. Both boys looked up at the sound, both ready to get another glimpse of her thong. Both ended up with mouths ajar again. She had removed her thong before the lesson so now the boys were staring straight at her shaved pussy. They gulped and let their eyes linger. Eventually they raised their heads to look at her. In return she raised an eyebrow and cast her eyes to their crotches. They looked at one another then shrugged and quietly, under the desk, unbuttoned their flies. Each reached inside and managed to haul their junk out their jeans.
They then sat with spread legs with their cocks hanging out. Both were still limp but their dicks hung heavily. Each was long and thick and even flaccid displayed prominent veins, ribbing she couldn't wait to feel inside her.
She licked her lips and felt her pussy moisten. She allowed herself a playful smirk at the boys and gave a sly wink.