For the last 8 months I have been having an affair with Mr Gorgeous. As we are both married I feel it is best not to reveal his name, especially as his is not very common. It began as a quick, exciting fuck in the stockroom in work. It was the first time I had ever been with a black guy and the effect on me I can't describe. That day after work I got home and took a long, hot shower before my husband finished his late shift. When I peeled off my panties they were filled with dry cum from my first time with Mr Gorgeous.
When my husband got home that night I was already in bed. I heard him downstairs having a bite to eat before he came up. As he got in he snuggled up to me and kissed the back of my neck. I could feel his cock begin to stiffen against my bare arse. I parted my legs and reached down between them, taking hold of his erect cock. It barely filled my hand. I guided him towards my pussy and felt him push into me in one quick thrust. As I closed my eyes I thought back to that afternoon, Mr Gorgeous taking me from behind with his lovely, thick cock. As my husband fucked me I could barely feel it inside me. I reached down to play with my clit, but before I could start Eric had already cum.
"Mmm that was great Rachel," he said.
"Get my dildo Eric, I need to cum too," I demanded.
I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs, my pussy oozing his cum. He didn't need telling, he got down between them and started to lick up his cum from my large, swollen lips as he slide the dildo into me. He has always enjoyed the taste of his own cum which I have always found a little strange. As he began to push the dildo into me a thought entered my mind...if this was real it would be the third cock that had been inside me today. And my husbands was the smallest. His tongue was licking my clit as the dildo fucked me, I knew it wouldn't take much longer as that familiar feeling rose deep inside me and my orgasm grew.
"Ohhh yes I'm cumming Eric."
He sucked on my clit as the dildo pushed me over the edge.
"Mmmmm yesssssss."
As we lay there I told him about my find on the computer, about the hidden folder with his collection of interracial porn. About the videos I had watched of cuckold husbands being humiliated by their wives and girlfriends.
"I'm sorry Rachel, it's just a fantasy," he replied.
"Is it, or is that what you would really like from me."
"Well, I , erm...."
"I thought so Eric, you do, don't you? You want to see me with a black guy?"
"It turns me on Rachel, I can't help myself. But I would never ask you to do it. But I fantasise about being cuckolded, about you fucking and sucking lots of big, black cocks while I watch and wank my little cock. I love you so much and I know you deserve more than I can give you."
"If it was to happen Eric, there could be no going back from something like that."
"Are you saying you would do it then?" he asked.
I looked down and saw his little cock beginning to harden. It used to take him at least an hour to get an erection after he had already cum. It was obviously turning him on, the thought that I might join him in his fantasy.
