A little Help
We were finishing a meeting to plan an informal high school reunion. It had been quite a while since I had been together with my friends, so we stayed at the bar after the meeting drinking and catching up.
After a while people started to leave and that left me and one of my oldest friends, Teri at the bar. We were getting pretty drunk so I called my husband to ask if he would come get me when we were done. Such a sweetie, he said no problem, just text me and I'll be there in 15 minutes.
As usual, talk eventually got to our sex lives. Nothing much to report from my end. Being a married lady, I didn't have anything particularly exciting to share. My husband Ed and I were still doing it pretty regularly and it was good, but it did lack a certain passion. I was hoping this night at the party would be a chance for Ed and I to get out of the house and away from the kids and have some unbridled drunken hotel sex.
Anyway, I asked Teri if she had been seeing anyone lately. She nodded and said, "Yup, I am."
"Details, woman! Tell me about him!!"
"Well, his name is Reggie and he's black."
"What????" I choked out.
Not that there is a problem with this. It's just something I did not expect. Then again, Teri being single had a tendency to be somewhat sexually adventurous. I secretly envied her.
"Yeah. He's a black guy and he's pretty hot."
"Hot?" I inquired. I was intrigued. I wanted to know what she meant by that.
"Yeah. You know. He's really.... Well he's really good in bed."
"Uh, do you mean... "
She interrupted knowing the answer I was looking for.
"Yeah. He's big."
I was feeling flushed but I pushed for more.
"You mean down there?"
"Yeah. He has a really big cock"
"Oh my God!" I choked out giggling like a school girl. "So, you're doing it?
"We're not doing it. He fucks me and there's a difference."
"What do you mean, difference?"
"I've had sex. I've made love. I've screwed. But until Reggie, I've never been truly fucked before."
Now I was totally flushed and a bit aroused picturing my blonde friend being pounded by a big black cock. Trying to bring the conversation back to something less risqué, I asked her if they were exclusive; if this was going anywhere.
She said, "No. We aren't exclusive. We really aren't even dating. He just comes around and fucks me when he needs it. I'm one of several chicks he has on speed dial when he needs to fuck."
"Holy shit! You guys are just hooking up? And he's fucking around with other women and you're good with that?"
"Yeah, if you knew what it was like being fucked by him, you'd be OK with it too." He only fucks white women. Mostly married ones."
Startled that she brought me into this but really intrigued now about why he fucked only white women, I continued, "Whh..why.. why only white women?"
"He's into white chicks. He says just about every white woman secretly wants a black cock. He really only fucks married women too. I'm the only exception."
"But why married ones? And why are you an exception?"
"He doesn't want anyone to cling onto him. He wants to keep his freedom to fuck anyone he wants to and he knows I won't cling onto him so he made an exception. Though truth be told, I'd be his in a minute if he'd have me. I think most of his women do too."
"B, but, they're married?"
"Once they have been fucked, they are his. Just like me."
"What about their husbands?"
"Dunno really, but Reggie tells me that most of them watch and get off on it. Some join in"
I audibly gasped at that comment. Husbands watching their wives fucked by this black man? I couldn't imagine a way this would be possible but at the same time, I pictured it and and felt somewhat aroused and that kind of disturbed me.
It was silent for a moment. I had to let all that sink in and she had to exhale after telling her old friend that she was basically a cum dumpster for a black stud.
"Are you brining him with you to the party?" I asked
"Yeah. He said he'd come. I hope he does. I haven't been fucked in a week and I could use it."
She paused then added, "He'd add you to his stable in a minute too. You're his type."
"Oh my God. His... type? What do you mean? I am totally NOT his type and I would NEVER do something like that!"
"Relax. You're hot and you know it. You have a great body and your fine butt would have him hard in a minute. More importantly, it's because you're in a stable loving marriage. He knows if he fucked you, you wouldn't leave your husband. Whether Ed could deal with it or not, I don't know. Besides, you'd love it."
My head was spinning. My old friend was telling me I was on the menu for her horny lover? I realized that just the suggestion of it was making me both uncomfortable and aroused. Again, I realized I was envious of Teri. She was free to fuck and be a slut and I realized that somewhere deep down, I knew there was a bit of an inner slut in me that I thought was gone after college. It also hit me that she had commented on my ass. Has she always looked at my body that way? Was she into women as well? OMG. Do I even know her?
Well now that was all on the table, we had to go so I texted Ed to come get me. True to his word, he was there in 15 and came inside to get me. Seeing Teri he gave her a hug and we left soon after.
Driving home with my husband I was quiet and replayed the conversation with Teri in my mind all while picturing her being impaled by this black man I have never met.
I was a bit drunk and all this talk of huge cocks and sex and the thought that he could desire me had made me very horny now. Arriving home, we went directly to the bedroom where I peeled off my clothes and grabbed my husband and pulled him down on top of me.
He said, "What's gotten into you?"
I just said, "Shut up and fuck me. I need to be fucked."
I never talked like that. The surprise on his face was evident, but his arousal was just as evident.
