This is the story of how my wife was fucked by a black guy for the first time.
Let me start by telling you a little bit about us. My wife, Jane, and I have been married for 19 years. We are both 37 years old. We married while we were still in college after Jane got pregnant with our daughter, Susie.
Jane was, and still is, one of the sexiest women I've ever seen. At 37, she has the figure of a woman 10 years younger. In fact, several of my buddies have commented that they wish their wives had kept their looks the way mine had. She's got natural 36D breast that don't sag a bit, a flat tummy, and a perfectly round and tight ass. I feel like the luckiest guy in the world every time I look at her.
Our daughter Susie is 18 and just graduated high school. She inherited her mother's looks and has never had trouble finding a date among the boys in town. Susie has a wild streak and tends to spend her time running with the wrong crowd. Her mother and I have never approved of Susie's choice in friends. More on some of them later.
Jane and I had what many would consider the perfect marriage. We are both still very much in love. She is my best friend and my lover. We had everything that anyone could ever desire: a huge house with a pool, nice cars, vacations, the works.
Still...anyone who has been married that long will tell you that things eventually get stale in the relationship. This was starting to hold true for Jane and I. We are both open sexually. Fantasies and role-playing have always been part of our sex life together. We had often talked about swinging with another couple, but this fantasy has never become a reality. Before we got together, Jane had only had one other lover and she would sometimes mention in bed what a turn-on it would be for her to take another man. For the longest time though, this was all nothing more than pillow talk.
Now that the background is set, let me tell you about the events that led up to my wife taking her first black man.
As I mentioned before, our daughter had just graduated from high school. It was mid-June and Susie was going to spend the weekend visiting the campus of our state university, which is several hours away by car. She was to leave Friday afternoon with a group of classmates and a few parents.
This presented Jane and I with a unique opportunity, a weekend alone. I was planning to cook a romantic dinner for my wife the next evening, open a bottle of wine, and make love all night. As you will find out, things did not happen exactly that way.
I was in the garage when Susie's ride pulled in the driveway.
My daughter bounded out of the house when the car arrived.
"Have a great weekend Dad," she said.
"Be careful honey," I replied.
"By the way, I told my friend Jessica that her and her boyfriend could come over and use the pool tomorrow. I hope that's OK," Susie continued.
With that, she was off.
I didn't even get a chance to respond to her last statement. Obviously, I didn't want any of my daughter's friends hanging around my pool when I was trying to set up a romantic night at home. However, Jane and I had always allowed Susie's friends to use our pool. Maybe we were too permissive in that sense, but the kids were generally very polite and didn't over-stay their welcome.
However the friend that Susie mentioned, Jessica, is nothing but trouble. After meeting Jessica, Susie started to have problems in school...poor grades, staying out late, drinking, that sort of thing.
I even suspect that Jessica has taken my daughter to The Zebra, a club in our town known for having a very rough, and very black, clientele.
I wasn't pleased that Jessica and some strange boy would be at my house the next day. I decided to honor my daughter's invitation to them, but that they would have to be gone by early evening so their presence wouldn't ruin the sexy mood I was trying to create for my wife.
Skip ahead to Saturday...
Saturday turned out to be a beautiful day. My plan for the day was to send Jane to the spa that afternoon, while I shopped and made arrangements for our evening together. We were both out of the house by noon.
My errands would only take an hour or two and Jane was due to be at the spa until 6pm, so I would have plenty of time to get everything ready.
By the time I had finished my shopping, it was about 2pm.
As I pulled into my driveway, I noticed two cars parked. One was my wife's, and the other was a strange car I'd never seen before. That's probably Jessica's car, I thought.
I walked into the house and made my way to the kitchen. My wife was at the counter, in a bikini, making a pitcher of rum cocktails.
"What happened to the spa?" I asked.
"Oh they were over booked as usual, so I re-scheduled for next week," she replied. "Besides, it's so nice today I thought I'd just enjoy the pool." She was slightly slurring her words and it was obvious to me that she was drunk.
"Is that Jessica's car outside?"
"Yes, her and Leon are out by the pool. We've been having a few drinks together. You know...Jessica doesn't seem like such a bad girl after all. We might have been wrong about her." Jane declared.
I looked through the window to my pool and saw Jessica and her boyfriend lounging around, sipping drinks.
Jessica is a very hot young lady by anyone's standards. She stands about 5'8" tall with long red hair, great C cup boobs, and legs that could wrap around a guy twice. Even if she was trouble, she was still a sight to behold.
The guy she was with, Leon, was a tall black guy with shoulder length dreadlocks. He also has many tattoos on his arms and struck me as kind of a 'gangster' type.
"What do you think of the boyfriend?" I asked my wife.
"He's nice honey. Don't be so quick to judge..."
"I wasn't judging. I just what to know what he's about if he's going to be in my pool," I replied.
"Well, he is very flirty..." Jane said.
"What does that mean?" I demanded.
"When the three of us were swimming around, his hand grazed my ass several times. I think he did it on purpose. Also...when Jessica was inside, he kept staring at my tits," Jane explained.
That thought did make me a little angry. But touching her ass could have been an accident, and I couldn't very well get pissed about him looking at Jane. She was hot...any man would stare at her!
I decided to go with the flow and went upstairs to change into my swim trunks.
When I got down to the pool, Jane, Jessica, and Leon were already into the fresh pitcher of drinks. I grabbed a drink for myself, said hello to Jessica, and introduced myself to Leon.
"This is a great pool you got here man," Leon said.
"Thanks."
With small talk out of the way, we all proceeded to spend the afternoon relaxing in the sun. After we finished one batch of drinks, Jane would immediately head inside to fix another.
Each time she walked into the house, I noticed Leon watching her swaying hips. I knew then that this guy was seriously hot for my wife.
Before too long we were all pretty well drunk. I knew that my dinner plan was a bust. Oh well...Jane seemed to be having a fun time with the young people, and truthfully I was having a great time also.
At one point, I went inside with Jane while she was preparing a fresh round of drinks.
"I think Leon has the hots for you baby," I teased her.
"You're right...he touched my ass and boobs when we were swimming again. It couldn't have been an accident this time," she smiled as she spoke.
"Do you think he's cute?" I was curious now.
"Yes." She said. "He's really sexy in a bad-boy kind of way. When he touched me...it made me feel really hot inside. It was a real turn-on to do something naughty."
Instantly, I thought back to our pillow talk about her having another man. By the look in her eyes, Jane was thinking about it too.
"If you want to flirt with him a little, then you have my permission." I said.
"We'll see baby." Jane replied.
Of course, when we made our way back down to the pool, Jane was flirting like crazy with Leon. Especially now that she had my OK. She kept bending over so he could see her cleavage, touching him, and practically letting him paw her ass checks.
Jessica noticed that my wife was paying more attention to her man, and it didn't make her happy at all. She started to drink very heavily. We were all drunk, but Jessica was completely wasted in no time.
In fact, by the time the sun set...Jessica was passed out in a lounge chair by the pool.
Leon was now free to devote his full charms to my wife. It was a thrill for me to see my wife acting like a slut in front of another man. I had a huge erection watching them.
All the alcohol was running through me so I went inside to relieve myself.
When I returned to the pool area, Jane and Leon were standing up in the shallow end, kissing deep and passionately. Until that moment, I didn't really think Jane would go any further that flirting with Leon.
Her bikini top was undone and Leon had his hands covering her full breasts. He broke their kiss and leaned down to suck her nipples. While he did this, Jane opened her eyes and noticed that I was watching them. She had a very confused look on her face.
"It's OK" I silently mouthed to her, letting her know she had my permission to continue making out with this guy.
After all these years, she was finally going to have another man. A black man, at that.
Jane whispered something in Leon's ear. I couldn't hear what she said, but I think she was encouraging him to continue.
Our fantasy was finally going to come true...sort of. I wished there had been another woman available for me...but Jessica was still out cold. At least Jane would have a new lover tonight.
I took a seat in a deck chair not five feet from them so I could have a better view.
"Damn your wife is too hot!" Leon exclaimed. "You don't mind her with another dude?"
"If it's what Jane wants, then it's OK with me. Just be a gentleman...and after tonight, it'll never happen again, got it?"
"That's cool by me," he replied.
His hands were all over Jane's body. Her bikini top was completely off now, her boobs fully exposed. Leon lowered one hand to Jane's crotch and started to stroke her clit through her bikini bottoms.
"Oh God that feels soooo good," she moaned.
I could tell that Jane was getting very excited. It must have been a real thrill for her to make out with this young black guy, a stranger, while his girlfriend was passed out a few feet away!
Even though they were both half underwater, I could tell Leon had a massive erection from the size of the tent in his shorts. Jane was grinding her pussy against his hard cock as they kissed.
Jane looked right into Leon's eyes and said, "Let's go inside and get more comfortable."
She got out of the pool and started walking into the house, toward our bedroom. Leon and I were both right behind her.
Truthfully, I was having mixed feelings about this. I was about to let my wife live out one of her fantasies. I wanted her to experience this. However, I still wasn't sure about this guy. He was a virtual stranger and young enough to be her son.
On the way to the bedroom, I stopped to make another drink for myself. If this was going to happen, I wanted to have a good buzz. Leon wasn't wasting any time...he followed Jane to the bedroom.
By the time I got to the bedroom, Jane was already spread eagle on the bed. She was nude now and Leon was between her legs, eating her pussy. I stood in the doorway and watched.
