Buc Enters the Picture
Loving Wives Story

Buc Enters the Picture

by Denron 19 min read 2.3 (19,100 views)
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It was Thursday evening, near the end of a long week. My wife, Shelly, and I were settling down after dinner with a glass of the red Zinfandel she brought home. She said it was a present from a friend.

"Mmmmm, I really like the flavor of this wine," I told her. "Who's your friend, and why did she give you this? Do I know her?"

"Actually, Baby, my friend is a guy I work with. You met him at Cheryl's birthday party. He was the guy who kept pulling me out to the dance floor."

"Oh, yeah, I remember him! He was that black guy, right? What was his name, Paul, Saul, something like that? "

"No Baby, his name is Buck."

"Ooooh yeah! And I should be able to remember that because it was clear Buck wanted to FUCK! He wanted to FUCK YOU!"

"Oh come on, he was just flirting a little! He was just having some fun."

"Yeah! And so were you! You were all revved up, wet, and aroused when we got home!"

"Okay, he did get me a little excited."

"So what's the story with this wine? Why did he give it to you?"

After a pregnant pause, she said "Welllll... you know how you have said the idea of me being with another guy really turns you on?"

"Uuuhhhm yeah. And you said 'No fucking way, Jose!'"

"I know, I know. But that was when you first started talking about that. And it's just that Buck and I have become kind of close. He's a cool guy. I really like him."

"Whoa! Wait! Oh My GOD! What are you saying? Now you're saying you want to have sex with him?"

"No, no... not exactly. Well, I don't know. It's just that he wants to take me to dinner and go out dancing. And it might be fun to see what else happens."

"Wow! How did all this come about?"

"Well, he and I have kind of been lunch buddies lately, and he's fun to talk to."

"What do you mean "Lunch buddies?"

"Well, he and I usually have lunch together, sometimes with other co-workers. Sometimes, just the two of us."

"Okay, and what happens at these lunches just the two of you have together?"

"Well, lately he has been taking me out to lunch, and I've really enjoyed spending time with him."

"Wow, so you've been going out on lunch dates with this guy!"

"No, I wouldn't say that exactly. Well not in the beginning anyway."

"Oh, but now you are dating him, is that it?"

"Okay, well don't get upset, but the last couple of times he's taken me to a park on the way back to work, and ... well ... we have talked about what's happening between us. And, well ... we have kissed."

"What you're actually saying is that you have been making out with this guy in the park, isn't that right?"

"Okay, well ... yes. I'm sorry. But Honey, I really like him and he's hard to resist!"

"Jesus! Fuck! So why did he give you this wine?"

"Because my friend Dora told me there's a rumor going around at work about Buck and I having an affair. I just don't want to be sneaking around. And I want to be honest with you. I love you! He gave me the wine so you and I can share it as we talk about this."

"And what will you tell your friend, Dora? You love me, but you want to have sex with him, is that it?"

"Oh come on, Honey! That's different, and you know it. It's just that he turns me on ... I don't know maybe it's only lust for him. But you are the one I love. Besides, you have told me it would be a huge turn-on for you if I had sex with another man. And I just think ... well... maybe this could work out for both of us."

"You want to have sex with him, and you want my blessing! That's it, right? You want me to say, yeah! Go ahead! Do it!"

"Hey! Come on! Stop that! How many times have you told me it would be hot if I had sex with another guy? You know you have pushed that fantasy on me over and over until I warmed up to the idea and finally admitted it turned me on too! So now we can make it happen! And now you are trying to make me feel guilty because I found a man I want to make love with?!"

"I ... I don't know.... I just... I'm scared you might want him more than me. And what I said was having sex, not making love!"

"Oh come on, that's just semantics! And isn't that part of the kink, the fear that he might make me his woman? I love you, but for me, part of the excitement is that I might want to submit entirely to him, and he might want you to submit to him too! He is a very masculine, dominant, sexy man! He is very hard to resist! And, Honey, let's not forget, you have admitted to me that you have fantasized about being with a man yourself!"

"Okay, you are going way off the rails now. I am not gay! I am totally into women. I am totally into you! I don't want to lose you! And what's going on here? How far have you already gone with him, and where do you intend to go with this?"

"Baby, he and I had a very hot make-out session this afternoon. He unbuttoned my blouse and lowered my bra. He fondled and kissed my breasts. He sucked on my nipples, and you know how that turns me on. It was so hot! And his dick.... Oh my God, his dick felt so hard and so big! I had to see it. And, well... I went down on him!"

"Fuck me! You gave this guy a blow job in the park?! Jesus, fucking Christ!"

"I'm sorry Honey. I've told you too much! I'm going up to shower and get comfortable. We can talk about this later."

Then as she got up to go upstairs she turned and caught me trying to adjust my pants.

"Oh! Oh my God!" She yelped. "Look at you! Your dick is trying to poke through your pants! Hahaha, Baby, you have a big hard-on. This turns you on, and you know it!"

She was actually laughing as she went up the steps.

At this point, I should tell you about my wife. She is a very sexy five-foot-five brunette Latina with a very curvy figure, a big, sexy, enticing bubble butt, and modest-sized breasts that she often flaunts in low-cut tops.

She is sexy. She knows it. And she likes to flirt, which gets her a lot of attention. And she knows that gets me going when we are out and some guy is trying to make moves on her.

We are both in our early 40s, married for 17 years, with no children and still having hot sex. It's not always as passionate and as explosive as in the beginning. But that seems natural as early passion kind of cools off.

But I love her madly and she knows it.

It's true, I have pushed this fantasy of her with another guy for years. And it turned me on when she finally admitted she might like that kind of adventure.

After a night out, we even started talking about some of the guys she flirted with at a club on a dance floor, or at a party.

She teased me about how good they might be in bed. How big their dicks might be. What she would let them do to her. Even how she might need me to clean her out after they came in her to show I accepted the idea that she could have sex with other men.

But that was always just sex talk, fantasy stuff. Not actual reality!

I never thought it would actually come to this. And this scares me. I would go crazy if I lost her!

After showering she came back down in a very sexy semi-transparent negligee. She went into the kitchen before I saw her, opened a bottle of expensive red wine, and brought us each a glass of it.

"You are one sexy wench," I said to her as she placed both glasses down on the table in front of the sofa and leaned down to me.

"And that's one reason you love me, isn't it?" She said before giving me a sensuous kiss on the lips.

"Of course it is. But it's not the only reason. I love the sense that you and I are a couple, that we belong to each other. I don't want to lose that."

"I know, and I don't either," she said very slowly and sensuously. "But, Honey, I think we should be completely honest with each other."

"Well, of course, I think so too."

"Okay, so we both know you get really aroused watching porn videos where a more dominant man seduces a guy's wife and drives her wild."

"Well, yes, and you get pretty fucking turned on yourself!"

"No question about that. I used to think it was weird, even perverted. But over time I have found it to be very sexy, erotic, and very arousing! I get turned on fantasizing about being that wife with another man. We have both gotten turned on by that!"

"Okay, yes! But, it's a fantasy, not a reality."

"I know, but just think about how hot it might be if it were a reality. And another thing, you seem to love the porn videos the most that have a hot black guy seducing a white wife. A hot black guy with a bigger dick!"

"Jesus, come on stop, you're just trying to persuade me to agree to you and this black guy, Buck, going out! Fucking dating! Dating and FUCKING!"

"Sweetheart, let me finish. I have also been checking your online browsing history. I know you have secretly been watching gay porn videos. Quite a bit of it Interracial gay porn!"

"Jesus Christ! I can't believe you are snooping around on me like that. And I am certainly not gay! I might be a little curious, but no way am I gay!"

"No, no I don't think you are gay. But I think you are probably bisexual. I think you fantasize about what it would be like to be with a man, even to have a man dominate you. It's true, isn't it?"

"Aahhh.. fuck ... I don't know.... I don't know. I'm not sure about all that."

"Come on, be honest with me, I know you have fantasized about sucking another guy's dick! I know you have! So admit it! I am not judging! I think it's perfectly okay."

"Okay, maybe I have thought about it. But that doesn't mean I want to do it. I only want sex with you!"

"Oh come on! That is bullshit and you know it. We both know it! I've seen how you flirt with sexy, usually younger women, and how you turn to watch women with sexy asses walk by. Sometimes it seems a little rude especially when I am standing or walking right next to you. But I also think that it's perfectly natural and normal. I just want us to be honest with each other."

"And, I have to say, Honey, you are not always as careful as you should be about closing your online accounts. I opened your laptop once to find you still logged into a Flickr account you have under another name."

"Oh my God!"

"Yeah, exactly! That is where I discovered you have been looking at pictures of naked men and their hard dicks. And I even found a couple where you commented, and said you would love to suck their dicks! So let's be honest about all this! We both have active fantasies and desires. And one of yours is to be with another man! To submit to another man!"

"Jesus fucking Christ! That's all fantasy stuff not real!"

"Okay, but wouldn't it be wild, sexy, and fun to make it real? After all, you only live once! Why deprive yourself of something you fantasize about, something you might crave!"

"Jesus, stop it! The only thing I actually crave is YOU! I love you! I want you to love me. I want you to be mine! Only mine!"

"Sweetheart, I am yours and probably always will be. But I feel like I need this thing with Buck! I'm sorry, but I really like him. And I think he can rev up our sex lives!"

"So you are definitely planning to go out with him then. Is that it?"

"Yes, Honey, I'm sorry but I have already promised Buck I would go out with him Saturday night. I told him I still love you and don't want to leave you, and I don't want you to leave me. But since he and I have become close, I would like to spend some private time with him, especially since I have discovered you have quite a few fantasies well beyond you and me."

"Okay," I said, "and how do you know I won't leave you if you go out with him?"

"Well, I don't know if you will leave me. But I don't want you to, and I don't think you will."

At that point, she leaned into me and kissed me as she reached over and began caressing my rock-hard cock!

"I knew all of this talk would make you horny and hard, Honey," she said as she reached down to unbuckle my belt. "Let's get these pants off so I can make love to that hard dick of yours that's given us both so much pleasure!

"I think it would be sexy to be with someone like Buck, just as an erotic adventure. Maybe, Honey, you might even want to watch us. Maybe you might want to see

what he's like, how he tries to tempt me, tries to seduce me. You might want to see how I react with loud, lewd, lusty emotion as he takes me!"

"Oh my God! You are fucking scaring me with talk like that! I don't want him seducing you! I don't want him 'taking' you! I want you to be mine! All mine -- always!

"But it does turn you on, doesn't it? Just look how hard you are! Let's take this to bed!"

Upstairs in our room, she was the aggressor.

Our sex was one of the absolute wildest of our relationship, the naughtiest and hottest of our lives!

When I dove between her legs to eat her pussy, she said "I am going to want your tongue to pleasure me, taste me, and clean his cum out of me after I have been with him. How do you feel about that?"

I tongue-thrashed her clit with even greater urgency. I had shared that fantasy of eating her cream pie after she had sex with another man many times.

Her hands were on the back of my head pulling me into her pussy as she said "I knew that would turn you on. We are both going to love this Baby. Just don't get so nervous or jealous that you ruin this."

Moments later I was plunging my hard cock into her luscious, warm, welcoming pussy.

"Yes! Oh yes," she screamed. "Fuck this naughty pussy! Fuck me hard, Sweetheart, almost as hard as Buck is going to slam into me with his huge, hard, Black cock!

"AAWWW UUGGHHHHH," I suddenly screamed when my orgasm hit so hard it felt like it was blowing my head off!

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So, roughly 24 hours after that first direct, eventful, and unsettling conversation about her desire to date this guy, Buck, and that explosive round of sex, here we are on a Friday night -- she and I -- in a nightclub near her office, checking the door every time someone enters to see if it is Buck!

Shelly has persuaded me to meet her "boyfriend" at this bar that has a live band and dancing saying she wants me to know the guy she has been "hanging out with" as she put it. I interpreted that to mean the guy she would soon be putting out for!

Then, there he is tall, well-built, athletic-looking, very black and extremely confident-looking, maybe a little older than us.

"Buck, this is my husband Chaz," she said holding his left arm as he and I reached out to shake hands.

"Nice to meet you," he said.

"Shelly has told me about you," I responded with the obvious.

"Honey," she said to me, "why don't you get us another round of drinks? And I happen to know Buck would like a Grey Goose vodka martini, up with a twist.

"Oh! Alright," I responded, recognizing that she now had me catering to Buck.

At the bar, I looked back to find them embracing. He leaned down to her and they kissed with passion. Then she kind of pulled back, looked toward me at the bar, made eye contact with me, smiled, and looked away.

When I got back to the small cocktail table, they were on the floor dancing to a slow, sexy song. He had his arms around her, his hands on the swell of her sexy ass. She had her hands around his neck, their faces inches apart as he spoke to her. Then, they leaned into each other and kissed sensuously.

When the song ended they came back to the table holding hands. They sat down across the table from me. He pulled their chairs close together, resting his arm around her on the back of the chair.

"Chaz," he said, "your wife has told me about you and your fantasies, how you fantasize about her being with another man, but how you are also a little jealous, fearful, maybe afraid of losing her now that she and I have a relationship.

"Let me just clear up where I am coming from in all of this. I know the two of you have no intention of divorcing right now, and I have no plan to take your wife away from you. I just see this as a rare and exciting opportunity to spend time with a beautiful, smart, sexy woman and to show her just how exquisitely sexy she is by making passionate love with her.

Then, after a pause, he added "But, is it possible that I might fall in love with her? That I might want her to be mine? Of course, it is! However, that is not my intention right now."

I looked at Shelly to find her smiling, gazing up at him adoringly with a look of desire.

Our conversation was awkward as we drank our drinks, the two of them still sitting together like a couple.

Then he looked at me and said "Since you already have a tab open would you mind getting us a round of tequila shots?"

"What the fuck!" I thought. "Who the fuck does he think he is?" But, I didn't quite know how to tell him to fuck off without being rude, so I went to the bar for the shots.

My wife was caressing his right leg and the obvious bulge in his pants when I got back to the table with a tray of shots.

She looked at me in an excited way, then down at his pants, directing my eyes to her hand caressing his hard, large bulge.

Fuck, this was turning me on, and the outline of his dick looked big!

"Honey, I've invited Buck to come home with us," she said. "I think we should leave as soon as we finish these shots."

"Whoa, really?" I said. "I thought this was just a chance for me to meet Buck before your date tomorrow night."

"I know that is kind of what we talked about. But Buck and I talked about this when you were at the bar. And now that the two of you have become acquainted, I think we should embark on this exciting adventure tonight."

With that, she held up her shot glass for a toast.

"To new adventures and fresh passion," she said. They clicked their shot glasses together, then clicked mine

She and Buck looked at each other, downed their shots, then leaned into each other and kissed as she put a hand back on his crotch and squeezed his hard cock.

"I still have to settle up at the bar," I said.

"I know," she said. "Buck and I will meet you at home. I'll show him the way."

The two bartenders were busy and it took me a while to pay my tab.

When I finally got home, I opened the door to the sound of Buck's rich baritone.

"MMMmmm! God Dammit it! You're so good at this Baby," he moaned as I walked into the living room to find him naked lying back on the couch with my wife on her knees between his legs in just a sexy black thong moaning as she made love to his big, black, amazing cock. Their clothes were scattered all over the place.

"Chaz! Hey man," he said when he noticed me transfixed watching this illicit, incredibly erotic scene in front of me. "We couldn't wait, man! We had to get to it! And your wife is so fucking hot and horny! She loves sucking my dick! I'm falling in love!"

Shelly stopped when she heard him, pulled off of his cock, and turned to me, saying "I'm sorry Honey, we just couldn't wait any longer. Look at his huge dick, Baby! Isn't it sexy?"

I just nodded, "Yeah!" I said as I tried to process this unbelievably erotic scene, this scary violation of our wedding vows.

He stood up and pulled her to her feet, "Come on," he said. "Take me to your bed, I need to have that pussy!"

I followed as she led him upstairs to our master bedroom.

When they walked inside, she turned to him and he planted his big hands on her ass, pulling her into him as they kissed with open mouths consumed with passion.

He turned to the bed, yanked the quilt off, threw it on the floor, and then pushed her back first onto the bed. He went down on top of her kissing her, moving to her breasts, kissing them, sucking her nipples, and pushing at her thong to get it off.

"Chaz, help me man, pull that thong off your wife. I need to taste this hot pussy! Need to make it mine! Lift your ass for him Baby so he can get that thing off."

She lifted, and with nervous fear, I reluctantly pulled off her wet thong to let this big guy so hungry for my wife have his way with her.

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