My wife's name is Laura and she's in her fifties and blonde. She's also a very sensual and sexual woman.
One night, while we were making love, I finally plucked up the courage and told her about my fantasy of watching her being fucked by a black man with a very big cock.
She asked me what I found erotic about it and I explained that it was the idea of her lovely, delicate pink cunt being stuffed with a thick black cock that excited me so much.
As I made love to her, Laura told me about a dream she'd had where she walked into a building in which there was a naked black man waiting for her - with a very large and erect cock. She knelt down between his spread legs, cupped his large scrotum, gently licked up each side of his cock and then taken the bulbous tip into her mouth.
As my wife told me this dream, my cock stiffened even more inside her and grew harder than I'd ever known. The idea of her sitting astride a huge black cock and being fucked long and hard was a favourite fantasy of mine. I came hard inside her.
I thought about the fantasy and my reaction to my wife's dream for weeks, and then put it from my mind.
On my birthday, a few weeks later, Laura treated me to a meal at my favourite restaurant. As we sat there she handed me an envelope. I opened it. Inside were two tickets for a ten-day holiday at a resort in Jamaica. I was stunned and overjoyed at the thought of a holiday with my lovely wife in Jamaica. I thanked her profusely, overcome with emotion at her thoughtfulness.
'And who knows, she said. 'If I happen to take a fancy to one of the resort staff, you may get your fantasy fulfilled.'
My cock throbbed erect, instantly hard and pulsing at the idea of a black man pounding his formidable length into my petite, blonde, white wife.
And that's how my wife and I ended up spending ten days at a resort in Negril, Jamaica.
Obviously, one of the staff members took a liking to Laura right from the very first day we got there. She's an attractive woman. He was a black Jamaican man, in his late thirties or early forties, named Thomas. He always wore white shorts and it was obvious that he had a very big cock - it showed through his shorts like a black python. Whenever Laura was lounging by the pool in her green bikini, he'd come over and offer her drinks and snacks, or clean towels and books.
During the first week, I watched as Thomas casually placed his hand on Laura's shoulder or on her arm. I also watched to see how my wife was reacting to his attentions. She smiled at him a lot and seemed to like his company. I knew there was some chemistry between them when I saw Thomas sitting by her on the edge of the pool and say something to her. Laura laughed loudly, and placed her hand momentarily on his thigh. I was pretending to be engrossed in a paperback novel, and all the while my cock was as hard as a rock watching the sexual tension between them.
With only three days left before the end of our holiday, Laura took me to bed, held me close and said: 'Would you still like to have your fantasy fulfilled?'
'Yes,' I said. 'That'd be amazing. With Thomas?'
Laura nodded and cupped my balls. My cock was very big and very hard. 'And if I agreed to it, what would you like to do and what would you like to see me do?'
'I'd like to tell you to strip for Thomas.'
'I won't be wearing very much,' she said, 'but tell me what you'd say and how you'd say it.'
'Laura, strip naked for Thomas.'
Laura nodded.
'And I'd like to watch you suck his cock,' I said. 'I'd like to see you sit astride him with your back to me, so that I could see his huge black cock sliding in and out of your glistening cunt.'
'Sit up in bed,' Laura said. 'I want to suck your cock while you tell me what else you'd like to see.'
I sat up and Laura lay down on the bed and fed my aching cock into her mouth and sucked me slowly. She slid my cock out of her mouth and said, 'What else?' and then continued gently sucking my throbbing member.
'I'd like to see you and him in a black and white sixty-nine, with you on top, astride his face, and I'd also like to see him fucking you doggy-style.'
'Yes?' Laura said, excitement evident in her voice.
'And I'd like you to use really crude words when talking to him.'
'Anything else?'
'I'd like to ask Thomas to fuck you.'
'What do you want to say to him?'
'Thomas, will you please fuck my wife for me?'
Laura's eyes shone with pleasure or lust, or a combination of both.
'What else?'
'Well, what I'd love you to do, and this will depend on how Thomas feels, is, the first time he enters you, is for you to tell me to feed Thomas' big black cock into you.'
'Oh,' Laura gasped. 'I'd love to do that. Anything else?'
'When he comes, I'd like Thomas to shoot his come all over your face.'
'And?'
'And I'd like you to go really wild and do everything you want to do, even if it's things you've never done with me.'
Laura nodded. 'Right then, if you arrange it with Thomas for tomorrow night, exactly as we've just said, I'll give you the best birthday sex show you'll ever see.'
*
The next afternoon, I went out and found Thomas working behind the bar. I simply asked him what he thought about Laura.
He said, 'She's stunning. You're a very lucky man.'
I asked him if he'd be interested in 'enjoying her'... provided I got to watch.
He grinned from ear to ear. 'Seriously?'
I nodded and told him what Laura had promised me as a birthday treat, and gave him all of the details of Laura's and my conversation. I said that if he agreed, it had to be exactly as Laura and I had described. He had no problem with any of it. In fact, he nodded appreciatively. Then I asked him if he had ever been with a white woman.
Thomas said, 'One or two, but all of them were a bit too young really - no experience.' He told me he had never been with a good-looking mature woman, or with a blonde. He said Laura was the type of woman he'd always fantasized about.
I arranged for him to come to our room at eight that evening.
Ten minutes later, I was back in our room, telling Laura everything Thomas and I had said. I had a painful erection.
Laura noticed my bulge and smiled wickedly.
'I'm going to get myself ready,' she said, and for the rest of the afternoon she bathed, shaved her armpits, trimmed her pubic hair to a thin strip above her clitoris, washed her hair, and perfumed and oiled her lovely body.
'What are you going to wear?' I asked.
'My purple micro bikini,' Laura said. 'Okay with you?'
My heart started pounding. Laura had worn that tiny bikini only three times since I'd bought it for her. She looked amazing in it.
'Very okay,' I said huskily.
*
I was sitting with Laura on the bed. She was wearing her purple micro bikini and I was wearing shorts. On the bedside table were several bottles of fruit-flavoured lube, Laura's vibrator, and a box of tissues. At eight o'clock, Thomas showed up wearing just his white shorts and flip-flops. I opened the door and let him in. Laura met him in the middle of the room.
'Laura, you look beautiful,' Thomas said. 'I'm a very lucky man.'
They embraced and Thomas ran his big hands down my wife's back to her bottom, which he cupped and stroked gently.
Laura ran her hands over Thomas' white shorts, stroking his buttocks. She then stroked his large bulge at the front, watching in fascination as the bulge expanded under her hand. She very quickly slid her fingers inside the waistband of the shorts and pulled them down.
Thomas' semi-erect cock sprang free. Even semi-erect it was impressive - it was dark black, almost four inches longer than my cock, which isn't small, and nearly twice as fat. The tip was shiny and swollen, like a huge purple grape.
My heart raced and my cock throbbed as I realised that tonight, my wife was about to get the fucking of her life.
Laura looked at me and nodded.
'Laura,' I said eagerly. 'Strip naked for Thomas.'
