Hi, my name is Rachel and I live near Leicester in the U.K. with my husband and son. As this is a true story I won't mention their real names or give away details that might enable people to recognise me. But just so you know a little bit more about me lets just say I am around 40-something, I am 5-6" tall with brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair. Being a wife and mother I don't get chance to go to a gym but being generally active and on my feet in work helps me to stay a slim size 10.
I guess the main reason for putting my story down in words is to come clean to my husband. You see several months ago I was trying to find some old photos of our son on our computer and did a general search of the hard drive as I wasn't sure which folder they were in. Lets just say that some of the results were quite shocking. There was a hidden folder full of photos and videos of, well, pornography.
There were some pictures of pretty girls in various stages of undress, some extremely revealing, but mostly there were pictures of white women with black men. I have to say it caught me off guard, but I couldn't stop scrolling through the pictures. I clicked on the videos and they were pretty much more of the same. I say pretty much as some were very different. The most extreme were not just pretty white girls being used by big black men, sometimes several men on one girl, but they were being watched by the girls boyfriend or husband while they wanked off watching their girl being used by these black men with infeasibly large cocks. And they were very large, nothing like anything I have seen before. I never thought that my husbands cock was particularly small at about 5" to 6", but once I saw these I was amazed at how big a cock can be.
I closed the folder and shut down the computer. I thought about what to say to my husband as they had to be his, but I just couldn't bring myself to question him about them. I suppose over the next couple of weeks I tried to forget about them, but the images and questions kept popping up in my mind. Why was he looking at them? Was I not enough for him? Was he masturbating over these pretty, young white girls? Was he imagining he was there with them as they got fucked by these black men? Then another though hit me...was he imagining that I was one of those girls being fucked? Being forced to my hands and knees and fed 5, 6, 7 black cocks to suck while they all took turns at my pussy? I tried to block these thoughts from my mind and carried on with my life for the next few weeks.
It was while I was in work one Saturday morning that he came in. He was with his wife and they were looking for a new T.V. He was gorgeous, he looked about 30 and was very nicely built, not all muscles and no neck, just really well defined arms, chest and strong looking thighs. I tried to look away but as I did I couldn't help but stare a little too long at the bulge in his jeans. As I looked up I realised that I had been seen. He was looking right at me with a knowing smile. Fortunately his wife was too engrossed in the sales chat from one of my colleagues. I could feel myself turn red and fled to the safety of the stock room. I felt so embarrassed, but realised that i was not just breathing heavily, I could feel that I was a little turned on.
The next week I was at home alone and couldn't help myself, I started up the computer and searched again for the hidden folder. There were new photos and videos in there, I looked and they had been added the previous Saturday when my husband was home alone and I was in work. One of the videos showed a pathetic looking white guy wearing wearing a bra, stockings and what his wife called a cock cage? His little white cock was clamped inside a see-through plastic cage fastened with a padlock. Around her neck she wore a chain with what must have been the key to the lock.
She was sat stroking what I can only describe as a beautiful cock. It was so black in comparison to her pale white hand. Her fingers could barely fit around it, and I noticed the rings on her wedding finger. He was begging her, not to stop, but to suck it. She laughed at him, saying how pathetic he was, how his cock was so small she needed a real man. She took the end of cock into her mouth and started to suck it, but it was so thick it would barely fit. She turned to her husband and said " It is too big cucky, my mouth can't fit it in, but I know something that will stretch to fit it."
With that she stood up with her back to the camera and dropped her panties to the floor. The camera zoomed in to show her tight, shaved pussy. She took her panties and stuffed them into her husbands mouth. Just as she was about to lower herself down onto that amazing cock the video clip ended.
I realised that I was holding my breath in anticipation and that my hand and been playing with my nipple through my top. I clicked on another clip and pulled open my top, my fingers searching out my erect nipple in my bra. I don't have big breasts, a U.K. 36B, but I have large nipples that are very sensitive when I am turned on. And I was very turned on. I took off my top completely and unhooked my bra, soon followed by the rest of my clothes. I spent the next 60 seconds watching the screen as I fingered my trimmed pussy to orgasm. Oh My God. I have never had an orgasm so hard and so fast. My pussy was so wet I soaked the seat.
I went to my bedside cupboard and brought out my dildo. It is the only thing that has made me orgasm during penetration. My husbands cock certainly hasn't. I went back to the computer and once again pressed play. There was a girl being penetrated by 3 guys at once while her boyfriend sat in the corner of the room. I watched as they used her for their own pleasure, taking it in turns to fuck her mouth, pussy and arse. I pushed my dildo inside my soaking wet pussy and fucked myself with long, slow strokes as I imagined it was me in the movie. I have occasionally had anal with my husband but his cock is quite thin. The black cocks that this girl was taking were so much bigger than his. I wondered if I would be able to take anything like that?
I slid the dildo out of my pussy and gently pushed it against my tight little hole. It was soaking wet with my pussy juices but it wasn't enough. I went and fetched some Vaseline and covered the dildo in it. If the girl in the movie could take it, then I was going to try. I pushed it once more against my arse, and slowly felt it stretching to accommodate it. Unbelievably I felt it go in. Oh my god, it felt incredible. Once I was past the tip I slid it deeper in quite easily. Mmmm, if only it was black I thought to myself.
I opened my eyes and looked down at this white dildo penetrating my arse. If only it was black. Those words just wouldn't leave my mind. I looked at the screen, the girl was being pounded harder, faster, deeper. I began to fuck my arse with the dildo and fingered my clit as I watched those amazing cocks use her like a slut. Oh god yes, my orgasm was building, my pussy twitching, my arse clenching on the dildo inside me as I imagined I was there being fucked like a slut by three big, beautiful black cocks. Ooohhhh yessss. It hit me like a train, so hard and powerful that I felt as though I might pass out.
That night my husband was obviously ready for sex, but I told him I wasn't in the mood. This went on for the next couple of nights. I just couldn't bring myself to make love to him. Maybe it was because I was angry about his hidden porn collection, but then wasn't I guilty of my own secret in that regards?
The next Tuesday I saw him again, it was a quiet morning in the shop and there he was. Mr Gorgeous. He was looking around the shop again but this time without his wife. I was serving another customer, discussing the benefits of an A rated washing machine. Or at least I was trying to, I couldn't help but watch Mr Gorgeous glide around the showroom. I gave my customer some brochures and told her I would be back.
"Hi, my names Rachel, can I be of any help," I asked him.
He turned to look at me, he big brown eyes seemed to look right through into my mind.
"Hi Rachel. I was in here the other day looking for a t.v for our bedroom."
"Yes I remember," I said, feeling the colour rising in my cheeks.
