My wife, Sue, has quite often told me about her fantasy of being raped by a black man. This was especially apparent when we would watch x-rated movies with well-hung black males and white females. She would cum almost immediately after watching these movies.
Our anniversary was a couple of weeks off and I still didn’t know what to get Sue for a gift. I worked out at the YMCA almost everyday. There was a black male there that I had become acquainted with. His name was Jason, and he was very pleasant to visit with. I also noticed in the shower that he was very well endowed. His 9” penis made my 5” one seem like a miniature. One day we both finished up working out about the same time and I asked if he would like to go get a beer. I was concocting an idea, but didn’t quite know how to approach it.
After a couple of beers at a nearby pub, the conversation turned to sex. I found out that Jason was single. I asked him how his love life was. He replied that it was tolerable, but he never could get enough it seemed. We began sharing some intimate conversations that one would not normally share. He told me about a married middle age woman he was fucking on the side. He said he really enjoyed older women, even though he didn’t know why. I shared with him my wife’s fantasy of being fucked by a black man. Then I thought this would be a good time to share my plan with him. I told him that our 30th anniversary was coming up in a couple of weeks and that I wanted to give Sue a gift she would never forget.
We proceeded to plan for the next couple of weeks, and finally the appointed night came. I had taken Sue out to eat for our anniversary, and given her a pair of earrings so she would at least have a gift to open. We arrived home around 8:00. I had given Jason a key so he would be there waiting for us. We no more than walked in the door and Jason appeared with a very real looking toy gun.
He said, “don’t make any silly moves and no one will get hurt”. “I had hoped I would finish robbing you before you got home but I guess that was too much to ask,” he said. “Tell you what I would like you to do,” he said, “ I want you both to strip. People aren’t a threat if they’re naked.”
I glanced at Sue whose eyes were agape, I’m not sure if it was terror or surprise. We both began to strip. When we both finally had our clothes off he motioned us into the bedroom. He told me to sit in a wooden chair beside the bed and he quickly pulled out some rope and tied my ankles to the legs of the chair and my hands behind the back. He then told Sue to pull back the covers on the bed, and lie down in the center of the bed on her back with her legs and arms spread. I couldn’t control my impulses and was dripping precum from the slit of my penis as I watch my lovely wife do as she was told. She seemed to be trembling, but I couldn’t tell if it was from fear or anticipation of what she presumed was about to happen. Sue pulled back the covers exposing the sheets, and lay down as told, too fearful not too. Her 36C breasts sagged to the sides slightly but for a 50 year old she looked damn good. Jason took some more rope from his pocket and tied her arms and legs to the feet of the bed. Sue lay spread-eagled on the bed exposed to anything that Jason wished to do to her. I noticed that her nipples were erect and stiff, and I could see some moisture around her pubic mound.