They had kicked the idea around for a while. She and her husband Sam had experimented with swinging a bit. They had some experience under their belts, having had a threesome with one of Becca's college girlfriends, and a wonderful weekend with an older couple. Both she and Sam enjoyed each other thoroughly. They also enjoyed sex itself.
They liked to experiment, and weren't so jealous and uptight they couldn't admit and share attraction for others. They could enjoy pornography together, and often did, during their late-night love sessions. Sam paid close attention, to both what pleased her in bed, and what things they watched together that got her most excited.
That night, he had put on a video of a rough gangbang of a white lady by five black guys. She was overwhelmed. There was no violence, but some mild, mock resistance in the beginning when they stripped her down. She became more and more responsive as the scene progressed, eventually thanking each man as he came in her face and open mouth.
Becca had been very excited by this video, and Sam noticed. That night, she confided in Sam that she was very attracted to black men, and had briefly had a black boyfriend in college. She had never fucked him, but had given him blowjobs on a few occasions. "Busy little girl in college, weren't you?" he said with a wicked smile.
She smiled back and straddled his cock. They had just fucked, so now it simply lay between them. Yet she could feel the build up...gradual warming and hardening. "I'd say I'm much more busy these days. You keep me very busy." She began to gently grind against him. "So," he said, taking her breasts in his hands and giving them an exquisite squeeze, "If I could arrange for you to be just as busy as that young lady was, what would you say?" That had led to more talking, and eventually even more fucking. Sam talked to her about the possibility as they both built to an incredible climax, the second they had that night.
The matter was put to bed for some time, and they went about their daily lives. Sam didn't mention it every time they had sex. That was the thing. He'd out of the blue surprise her though. Sometimes when she least expected it. There'd be a new DVD that would have two things in common. Interracial sex and gangbangs.
One time, she had asked afterwards, "So how are these arrangements going?" He smiled cryptically. "Is that eagerness I detect?" She smiled flirtatiously. "Maybe it is. Would you like to see me manhandled and fucked liked that?" He looked at her seriously for a minute. "Yes, as a matter of fact I would. So I hope you're serious, because arrangements are progressing nicely."
She pressed for details a bit, but he would say no more on the subject other than, "The very day it's arranged, you'll know. I want to record it as well. It'll be a very special night and should be recorded. Are you up for that?" She thought about it. She felt shy, but if it was just for her and Sam,she would. "Yes Sam," she said, looking into his eyes. So long as that's what you want."
