Before getting started, just a little background on us. We are Jan & Michael, not married, but a committed couple in a very long term relationship.
At the time of this story, I (Jan) was in my mid 40's. At 5'9" with shoulder length blonde hair, perky B-cup breasts, and trim figure. Still turn my fair share of heads!
We've written many stories about Jan's adventures/encounters with black men, still have more to tell, but thought we would go back in time to where it all began!
What follows is a single story, but told from two perspectives, the first from Michael, then from mine.
I'll let Michael begin, since it was his encouragement (nudging) that allowed what follows to occur!
From Michael:
While Jan and I have a great sex life, on occasion she indulges my favorite fantasy, watching her having sex with other men. Luckily for me, she enjoys being watched, allows pictures to be taken to record the experiences.
We have visited Hedonism numerous times, meeting many people there, some of them even becoming close friends. Take Rod for instance. We were casually introduced to him on a previous trip but never really got to know him.
All we knew is Rod is a tall, good looking black man, with a muscular body and a considerable "package"!
Lots of ladies love to have pictures taken with him, as a momenta of the trip, something to show their close girlfriends back home. Very likely the source for future masturbatory fantasies. Their husbands are either jealous or like the thought of their wife being ravished by his huge member!
I fall into the latter category!
One day on the beach, Jan pointed him out to me saying, "You know, I think Rod is a handsome man, but I could never handle his huge cock!"
With a laugh I told her, "Maybe not, but I'd sure like to see you try! You know what they say - pussy will stretch a mile before it tears an inch!"
My comment was rewarded with her elbow jabbed in my side! However, her words about him being "handsome" planted a seed in my mind, one that just wouldn't go away!
Jan being somewhat shy, had to be encouraged to join Rod in a picture. I finally convinced her, by saying it was "for my sake!" Eventually she acquiesced, letting me take a picture of them during a beach party.
It was so hot seeing Rod standing next to her, his arm around her waist, and her breast, nipples erect, resting against his side. I'm sure this fact was not lost on either of them!
It was this picture that marked the start of the friendship between the three of us.
Given my cuckold tendency, it was only natural to fantasize them together, perhaps with Jan's lips wrapped around his thick black cock, or both of them naked with Rod between her legs, the contrast of his dark skin against her light complexion making it even hotter! Fucking her deeply, his black cock stretching her ever wider, as it disappeared over and over again into her tight pussy, his huge ball sack slapping against her ass, then finally filling her cunt with his potent seed.
With this in mind, I put forth my best effort to turn this fantasy into reality.
However, Rod's popularity with the ladies complicated my plans.
Unlike other women that directly approach Rod, asking him to come back to their room for sex, Jan is much more reserved, preferring to be pursued, vs pursuing!
Taking pictures with my trusty camera was the easiest way to put them together, hoping that something more would eventually come of it, as they became more comfortable with each other.
For example, on Toga night Rod wore one of his "minimalist" togas, to the delight of all of the ladies. It was basically a sheet wrapped around his cock and balls, then twisted into a single rope tied around his neck!
Jan's friend Karen suggested I take a pic of them with Rod. I jumped at the opportunity.
This time Jan looked more relaxed and comfortable around him, even bold enough to rest a hand on his 6 pack. I was ecstatic! Things were finally looking up, my plan was beginning to come together!
Unfortunately the following day, we saw very little of Rod on the beach. I assumed he was busy satisfying one or more of his female admirers. This left me feeling somewhat cheated, there wasn't an opportunity to move my plans further along.
However, the day wasn't a total loss. The Lingerie Party that evening provided multiple opportunities to place them in more intimate proximity.
The first pictures, taken early in the evening, with Jan in her provocative sexy lingerie, looking a little tentative, again posing with her hand on Rod's muscular stomach, standing closely by his side. I didn't notice it immediately, but when I later reviewed the picture, saw that Rod had wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling Jan close enough to keep his hip in contact with her pubic mound, her breast resting against his chest. I didn't know if it was accidental or by design, but discovering it was very exciting!
A similar picture, taken a few drinks later, had Jan looking much more at ease, her hand again resting on his stomach, his hand behind her out of sight, cupping her ass cheek, pulling her even closer. The smile on her face replacing the slightly uncomfortable look she wore earlier in the evening.
A short time later I took some additional pictures of the two of them. This time her pose was different again, more relaxed, more intimate, as she raised a knee so that her legs were now straddling his, their inner thighs touching, her pussy, covered by only a thin G-string panty, rested comfortably against his outer thigh, just inches away from his cock.
After this picture was taken, Jan turned her attention further towards him, but remained in this same position while they chatted. I later found out Rod rocked his leg, so slightly it wouldn't be detected by anyone other than Jan. He did this while keeping his thigh in constant contact with her pussy lips and clit, again only the thin piece of material separating them from each other.
Jan later told me later that evening, while she enjoyed his pussy teasing motion, she had to back away too soon, fearing if she stayed any longer, her G-string would be soaked enough for everyone to see.
The fact that Jan even told me about getting excited thrilled me! I was beginning to think my fantasy might just come true!
Although nothing further happened that night, I thought it was just a matter of time, and didn't want to push her, and possibly ruin things for the future.
The next day, the resort hired a professional body painter! The man was a true artist, transforming Jan into a "Fire Cat". I took lots of pictures of her, but unfortunately Rod didn't make it into any of them. My favorite was taken in our room, with Jan on the bed, kneeling on all fours in a cat like pose.
