*This is a work of pure fiction and fantasy. None of these events actually occurred, nor is there any intent for them to occur and all characters are over the age 18. *
First story please go easy on me. I hope you enjoy.
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Jackson is our, "hero," he and Taylor have been married for just over a year now. Jackson is 25, 5'10", slightly overweight, a perfectly average 5" cock and acts like any other stereotypical white American dude. Taylor, who is also 25, is out of his league and he knows it. She is about 5'7", with long brown hair, pale white skin, glasses, which matches the shy vibes that she gives off. While she has always been a homebody and introvert, Jackson finds ways of pushing her out of her comfort zone. She was a virgin when they first started dating in college and has been loyal to him ever since, he has been the only man inside of her. Its not for lack of trying by other men, her body tends to attract a lot of looks and compliments. She has an hour glass shape, tight waist but 36 DD tits, with large nipples that get hard at the slightest breeze, and a fat ass that she has worked hard at the squat rack for, if you could build a perfect female body in a lab it would mirror Taylor's.
Their sex life hasn't ever been awful, Jackson is a generous lover and his skillful tongue can help cover up his other inadequacies but between the average cock and his premature ejaculation problems, it left Taylor unable to cum from sex without using a vibrator. She had got on birth control once they started dating as she was allergic to latex, they both loved the raw sex as well, but Jackson knew that she deserved to have better sex, less then 5 minutes of mediocre missionary in the dark wasn't what she deserved.
Jackson was secretly obsessed with interracial porn, and had been for a while, you know the videos, "PAWG takes BBC raw," All other porn was ruined for him, he spent most of his free time alone watching it. He had this secret before and after he met and married Taylor. "Thats what she actually deserves," he would think while watching and picturing his wife in the videos. This secret spiraled into Jackson dreaming of Taylor having sex with men, black men with big cocks. After wrestling with that fantasy secretly for a while he decided to come clean.
"Why would you want that? What would you even get out of that? Do you want to fuck other women too?"
Jackson wondered if he made a mistake, "Of course not! I think you deserve to be able to have sex with more than just one person youre whole life. I would get pleasure fron seeing you pleasured."
Taylor, justifiably hesitant, but felt excitement and curiosity. Over the years she had wondered what sex with someone other than Jackson looked like, but never with someone like he was suggesting. If she was going to do this for husband to make him happy, she would need to lay a few ground rules. 1. He had to be fit, nothing crazy but if she was going to cheat on her husband, he better be in good shape. 2. Jackson had to be there from start to finish in case the guy was crazy. 3. he needed to be able to provide a recent clean drug test as it would have to be raw. 4. she got final say no matter what. Jackson agreed with no issues.
They then spent time looking, Jackson looked low and high for someone to fuck his wife. After a while they found someone who seemed to check every box they had, Isaiah. He was 28, dark skinned, 6'3", and had a 6 pack but didn't really work out that much. He also had a 8.5" cock. They agreed to meet him somewhere public, a local bar in the city.
Jackson and Isaiah hit it off in the bar, talking sports over beers while Taylor sat back and sipped her Vodka Sprite. She needed a few drinks before she could even work up the courage to speak to Isaiah. Taylor was wearing a short black cocktail dress that showed her cleavage, it wouldn't have been something she'd pick her self but Jackson asked her to. It certainly caught Jackson and Isaiah's eyes, after a couple more drinks Isaiah started staring Taylor up and down even if he was speaking to Jackson. Taylor felt his gaze, the Vodka Sprites started help build up her courage as she met his eyes and said "do you want to get out of here back to our place?"
This stunned Jackson and Taylor as neither could believe that it came out of her mouth. "Absolutely." Isaiah responded calmly.
They shuffled into Jackson's SUV with Isaiah and Taylor sitting in the back seat. On the ride home Jackson could only catch glimpses of what was going on back there, but it looked like they were keeping it mostly PG. Isaiah had his hand resting on Taylor's exposed thigh but just grasping it while they were chatting. This was the only other man to touch her this way since she met Jackson, but that did not stop her from being aroused. Between his touch and the drinks she could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy.
Once they got home, they stood around the kitchen chatting still and having some glasses of wine. The conversation was definitely lubricated with the liquid courage, they were all loose and feeling the tension rise. Isaiah sensed this and put his arm around Taylors side pulling her towards him. She gasped as it was the first time she really felt his strength, being handled this way made her pussy throb. Jackson saw this as an opportunity, "Shots?"
This last round put Taylor over the edge, she was ready. She dropped to her knees next to Isaiah and asked him to pull his cock out. Jackson pour him and Isaiah another shot and then found a good seat for the impending show. Isaiah obliged and pulled his cock out and finished his shot. Taylor immediately grabbed the base of his shaft, in awe by the size of it. She took him into her mouth, "Might have to dislocate your jaw babe!" Jackson chimed in, she had forgot that he was there.
Taylor struggled to take his cock into her mouth, she definitely had never sucked a cock as long as Isaiah's before. His member stretched every muscle in her mouth, as she slowly got used to his size. Jackson had never heard her gag before, at this point Isaiah had her by the back of the head and was face fucking Jackson's pretty wife. He felt his dick start to swell, the sight was everything he wanted, he knew where this was heading on instinct he pulled out his average cock and started to stroke.
"Bedroom. Now." commands Isaiah.
