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She met George at a party she went to with her friend Sylvia. Sylvia had been to one of these Black Man Fan party’s before & talked Mandy into going.

She told me she was going to a party & would be late home, the following morning she told me the details. Sylvia had told her that only black males were allowed, yet apparantly a number of white males escorted the wives or grilfriends. They arrived at the party at approximately 9pm & Mandy said that she felt out of place, most of the women were much younger than her & blond. She was offered a drink, yet for quite a while her & Sylvia stood on their own chatting. Eventually a man started talking to Sylvia who she had met at the previous party, he shortly took Sylvia’s hand & took her off into another room.

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This is my fantasy

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You have been threatening me for months that you were going to find a REAL man with a huge cock & a hairy chest to please you, especially after the last previous love making attempts on my part were so disastrous.

The day has finally arrived. You demanded that I watch you obtain ready in the bathroom for your night of pleasure with your lover. You shaved your pussy & your legs, & made up your face to perfection. You gave me a leering look as you applied your lipstick. I asked, meekly, if you were going to suck his huge cock. ‘What do you think?’, you say.

You smile & open your handbag & I gasp, seeing a packet of Magnum condoms inside. ‘Yes. He has a 10 inch cock’, you say. I lover my head in shame, knowing my cock is only 6 inches. ‘I hope he will at least Wear one of the condoms’, I say quietly. You tell me that he Probably will.

When you arrive home at 1 AM, your makeup is in disarray & your hair is mussed. You look at me & I can tell that your clothes are wet with sweat & your body smells of sweat & sex. Your lipstick is smeared, & I know that you have been naughty. I can tell right away that your wisp of black satin panties are covered with cum, when you take off your skirt.

‘He didn’t fuck you without the rubber, did he?’ I stammer. ‘Yes, he did’, you say. ‘You know how I hate condoms,’ you say with a look like I should have known better.

You tell me that it is my job to clean you out, & I meekly lie down on the bed facing up.

You remove your cum-stained panties & I can tell that your pussy is red from use, & dripping with semen.

I can tell that your ass is moreover dripping semen & you order me to suck it all out. I open my mouth & commence to lick your lover’s cream out of you & you smile, knowing that you have absolute control over me, as you sit on my face with your BBW ass.

If I am very lucky I will obtain to fuck you afterward, if I do a satisfactory job of cleaning you with my tongue.

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Real talk: yesterday night

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So, amongst all of the bluster, fantasy & bullshit, I have an actual story to tell. The story is approximately what happened last night more than anything, yet there’s some background to make it relevant, first.

My wife & I have been married for five years. We dated for a few years before that, & when we first met, she was working at the same place as my ex-wife (then, my wife). She was married, I was married, yet there was an undeniable attraction that we had to deal with, even though our respective marriages were circling the drain.

At any rate, a few years back, we were getting bored, I found this site, & the seed that germinated in my mind turned it into a ‘bucket list’ sort of thing. We talked nasty, the pillow talk was awesome. She’d fuck me wild, & when she wanted me to donate her all i had left, she’d lean in & whisper ‘if you don’t cum, I’ll have to find someone who will.’ 

Time ravages us all. She gained a few pounds, yet it was kind to her, changing her solid b-cups to full Ds, & plumping up her ass. Yeah, some settled around her stomach & cellulite sucks, yet it’s worth it. I lost a fair bit of my stamina, & my hairline started migrating. We’re by no means an unattractive couple, to the point of some folks asking us if we wanted to do a porno back when we were freshly dating. 

When we decided to try for a baby, it took some time. Sex was impressive for a long while, yet eventually it became clinical. The sexiness fell out of the equation. She would tell me that ‘we needed to fuck’ as though she was talking approximately the weather, & that was that. Sure, she’s a bit older than me, so the sound of that biological clock had to be deafening her at that point, yet it didn’t make it better. 

The pillow talk became a crutch. She used it as her nuclear option when trying to obtain me off, knowing what it did to me. She insisted that it wasn’t doing that much to her, & I wasn’t going to press. She had & has a few hangups approximately sex. The fantasy was helping out in it’s own way, I suppose, & I didn’t want to ruin a satisfactory thing.

And then, it was one of my best friend’s birthdays. He was in a shit relationship, & he couldn’t figure out how to obtain out. So, I decided to set something up. It was his thirtieth b-day, so it needed to be memorable. I received several friends together & we set something up at the casino approximately an hour or so away. There were a few friends from work, this buddy of mine, & my wife, who always acted more like one of the boys anyway. I bought a trunkfull of booze & made everyone put their cell phones in a lockbox in my car, so that they wouldn’t be hounded by their respective women via text.

Now, I know what you’re all thinking. This randy story ends in my smoking hot wife getting pounded by all the buddies. That would be the porn version of this, & while hot, that’s not what I’m doing here. So back to reality…

One of the work buddies has a gambling problem. I make decent enough money where i am, yet this guy’s wife is a doctor, so his money from work is all for recreational use. He spends a lot of time & money at the casino, so he had accrued enough points to obtain a pretty nice suite comped for us. There were a couple other rooms, & while the suite was to be party central, only my wife (we’ll call her Patty) & I were going to sleep there, with the birthday boy (let’s call him Jim) crashing the couch.

I suppose here is a satisfactory time to describe ourselves. I’m not getting into specifics, because this is for real, yet I’ll try to paint the picture for you anyway. My wife has long hair. Seriously long hair, dark & full, to her ass. She’s taller than most of the girls I’ve had, & while she’s not the skinny little thing i first dated, she’s gained most of the weight in advantageous places. Solid, firm Ds, maybe double ds, yet i’m not sure. She’s pissed that she’s more than a C, anyway. Her ass is huge & round, heartshaped when she bends over, & she has these bright greenish blue eyes. She had decided to wear something rather feminine to this shindig, blue & green & low-cut, with black jeans on underneath. It was complex not to obtain lost int hat cleavage. Me, I’m a huge dude. 6′-1″, 250 pounds, most of it being muscle, even as my cardio has been falling to shit. My eyes & hair are both super dark. Jim is approximately the same size as I am, yet he’s packed a bit more around the midsection, yet with blue eyes & very closely cut hair.

After we all started drinking pretty heavily, most of the guys decided to hit the actual casino & burn some money. That’s never been my thing, yet hey. That left Jim, Patty & I to stick up in the suite & drink. We had plans to hit the strip club in a few hours, yet between here & there, there was nothing really on the agenda. 

Patty & Jim hit the handle of rum pretty hard, mixing it up with redbull, an occasional coke as well. I was in vodka territory. We sat around & bullshitted, drinking & waiting for the time to go to the strip club. When Jim received up to use the toilet, I asked her how she was doing. Her response was ‘I like his eyes.’ 

That meant something to me. She would gloss over a dude with rock-hard abs & a chiseled jaw if she didn’t like his eyes. So I filed that away, nodding at her, figuring it would just add to the pillow talk later.

We all piled into the car & went to the strip club, there being too few seats & patty having to sit on somebody’s lap, since I was the one driving. At the strip club, nothing really appealed to me. The guys all tossed singles around & drank jaeger, while I hung back & sipped a soda. I bought Jim a lapdance, as it was his birthday & all, & Patty was paying attention to one of the girls. She had confided in me before that she was always a bit curious approximately girls in the past, even doing the typical ‘wasted at a party frenching another woman’ thing. I was supportive, even though I know damned well that it wasn’t going anywhere. She is so skittish approximately her own juices that she makes me go rinse off my cock after it’s been inside her before she will put it back in her mouth. Back on topic, I hand her some cash & she goes & gets a lapdance from one of the girls. She seemed to enjoy it, came back a bit flushed. Jim tells the stripper it’s his turn, & I decided to be bold & gave the girl the money for the both of them to go obtain a dance. They both go off, & Patty tells me when they come back that the stripper ended up motorboating her, in front of Jim, the image I am sure stuck with him.

At this point, it was getting kinda late, so we head back to the hotel, had a few more drinks & the party started falling apart. Most of the dudes were more interested in burning money at the casino than drinking & hanging out in the suite. That left the three of us & the liquor. Jim talking approximately the shitshow of a relationship he was in & how much he’d rather have something like what Patty & I have. We talked approximately how we had been trying for a baby for some time, & it didn’t seem to be happening. 

As Jim hit the toilet, Patty asked me if I was serious approximately the whole ‘sex with other guys’ kink, & I told her that it was very sexy in my mind, yet that I didn’t want to make her feel forced into anything. She is my wife, not my whore. She then asked approximately Jim. I smiled & said ‘It is his birthday after all…’ She then said that she would have a little chat with him approximately it.

The can in this suite was enormous. It had a hot tub & one of those showers that hit you from just approximately every angle. It was half the size of my first apartment. As he opened the door to come out, she walked over & started talking with him pretty closely. I excused myself to the hallway momentarily, giving her the time she needed…and realistically, giving myself a chance to calm down & hide a little embarrassment, I suppose.

After I came back, we had a few more drinks. She turned the lights down to dim & we continued to shoot the shit. The sexual tension was pretty palpable. After a while & more drinks, we found ourselves staring at her cleavage & she was enjoying the attention. No doubt a bit drunk herself, she said that ‘everyone is staring, yet no one is playing, & pulled a tit out. 

My cock nearly ripped through my jeans as I saw that, my hand going out & caressing the soft & smooth flesh. She slowly turned from me & went to Jim, saying something approximately how it was his turn. 

After Jim received a few handfuls & a mouthful, Patty started moaning pretty nicely. Jim decided that he had primed the pump for me & moved himself to the couch, telling us to have fun. Patty attacked me, pushing me to the king-sized bed & pushing me down, kissing my neck. 

My mind was still focused, despite the vodka & the hard-on. I whispered to her that she should go & play a little with Jim. she pulled herself off of me, gave me a mischievous grin & leaned over the couch back to dangle her tits in his face. Her ass was wriggling at me, & I could barely handle it any longer, so i went up & started to undo her pants, dragging the jeans & her panties toward the floor, taking note of the exceptional wetness between her thighs.

After a moment, she straightened up & said ‘He doesn’t have a condom’. I swore mentally, wishing that I had known enough to have had some. Realistically, there was no way I would have possibly known, yet still. I thought quickly & bent her back over, saying ‘You don’t need a condom for a blow job.’ She laughed softly, as she was bent over, her hands working Jim’s belt & pants, getting him out to play with.

After some fingering, I decided to slide myself in, finding her box hotter & wetter than it had been in years. It normally takes me an hour or so (something she calls a curse, because it takes her nowhere near as long, & her sense of duty makes her want to go the distance), yet as i watched her head bob up & down & heard the slurping noises, they pushed me over the edge. I spilled out in her, yet kept going, not wanting to complete before Jim. She moaned into his cock as I plowed her, my cum pouring out & down our legs. She’d after tell me that she thought it was all her. He never did obtain to finish, as the booze had already set in, & we were all getting tired as hell.

A few weeks later, we had him over to our house, & I gave them approximately half an hour alone to play. I heard her moans from upstairs, so i knew she was enjoying herself. After a while I came down & found her straddling him, her skirt pulled up & rubbing her bald pussy with his half-hard cock. Apparently, he was having a complex time with the rubber, so she pulled it off while she tried to obtain him complex again. She rubbed his cock across her lips as his mouth alternated between her tits. It was extremely horny. She then received up off of him, stood him up & sat me down, pulling out my dick & slamming it inside of her as she leaned forward to suck on his dick. Yet somehow, we ended up not getting done. He thanked her & after a few awkward moments & a drink, he went home.

She fucked the hell out of me that night, yet the next day, among hangovers, she told me that she was upset that she hadn’t been able to obtain him off twice now. I told her that it was no huge deal & reminded her approximately when we first started having sex & how I was so much more interested in getting her off than myself. She still didn’t like it, yet she took it as a reason. She ended up dialing it back, not being half as flirty when he came over after that, & things started to go back to normal. She even complained that she wanted a different fantasy for pillow talk, as she was getting tired of the old one.

She did obtain pregnant, & our sex life dried the hell up when that happened. the first few months, we kept going. Our average sex life was two-three times a week in normal times. When we were trying for the baby, it ramped up & down based on the charts & such she was keeping. Once she began to show seriously, it fell back to once every other week or so. Still, she was having our baby, & even though our sex life was turning to shit, we were still very much in love. I knew it was self-confidence issues. She hated how it made her look, & the chemistry was doing strange things to her than made her very self-conscious.

It didn’t obtain better after the baby came. I’ll be brutally honest & say that I was kinda hoping for a vaginal birth. I had hoped that it would move some of the architecture around in there & make it more pleasurable for her. She never didn’t obtain off with me, yet I wanted her to have mind blowing orgasms like when we first started, when she was less…i don’t know, less used to it. There’s probably an analogy approximately eating steak all the time that’s appropriate here. Anyway, the baby was too huge for vaginal birth, so they had to due a cesarean after twenty some hours of labor.

The baby is approximately a year & a half old now, & I managed to make it so she could stay at home from here on out, which was always her dream job. Our sex life continued to obtain worse, & for a while there, it was down to once a month or so. It came to a head. I work in a pretty stressful job, & that manner of stress relief was closed to me. I found myself looking at this site more & more, & the frustration was irking me. I guess I’m not a traditional cuck, because I’m not into it for that portion of it. So we had a huge drag-down fight. One that ended with her promise to make an effort to put out more & me promising to assist with the baby more.

A few weeks later, we discussed having another baby. The one we have is super cute, & even though he’s only a year an a half & doesn’t talk really, he knows his alphabet, colors, & shapes. He uses sign language to answer our questions, something Patty taught him so he could tell us what was wrong or what he wanted. Super smart kid, & cute enough that people comment whenever we have him out. She’s getting older, & that clock was ticking again… if we were going to have another, we had to move now. The deal we made was that she was coming off the pill, this time for good. If we hadn’t gotten pregnant in two years, I’d obtain a vasectomy. If we did, she’d obtain her tubes tied when the baby came out.

The months since that discussion has seen our sex life improve pretty dramatically. Once a month faded away, & we were back to twice, three times a week. I’m pretty sure that the pill was no small part of it. She even started sending me cleavage pictures on my phone again, & the pillow talk returned, although in small doses.

About a week ago, Jim came over with his new girlfriend, & Patty was wearing a sexy little low-cut top again. As Jim’s girl & I were playing pool, Patty caught Jim upstairs & he groped on her a bit, which received her motor running pretty hard. After they left, she used that to obtain the both of us going fiercely, saying things like “I might have to call him up, if you don’t donate me what I want right now.” & “If you don’t cum inside me, I’ll call someone who will.”

This was a bit of a departure, even for our pillow talk. It turned me the hell on, to be sure, yet it was a departure from even our pre-baby years. She would talk approximately blowing him, her getting fingered or ate out by him, yet she had been pretty set against actually taking another man’s dick after the two ..we’ll call it ‘failures to eject’.

So yesterday was her birthday, & it was a milestone one. I spoiled her all day with gifts, & Jim was supposed to be by that evening without his girl. She had made some flirty comments to me approximately it, & I went along with it, figuring that it was foreplay on a longer scale, that I would reap the benefits of after that night.

The baby went to bed, & Jim came over a bit later. Patty had made some snacks & received into a long summery dress with ample cleavage. The three of us proceeded to obtain pretty lit, & it wasn’t long before Patty had become the obvious center of attention. 

I had kissed her deeply for a bit as Jim went to the restroom, & she was plainly into things. As we sat, I rested my hand on her thigh, sliding my hand under her long skirt, slowly working my way up to gently rub her clit feeling how wet she was. Jim came back from the restroom, & saw us, & she let out a little moan, & he stepped over in a hurry, his hands feeling her nipples obtain harder before he pulled one out for his mouth. I went in deeper, encouraged by her moans from getting attacked on both fronts, pulling her panties aside & giving it a little attention. She moaned for a bit before pushing me back a bit, saying how she had to use the toilet. I excused myself to the upstairs restroom at the same time. When i came back, she was in the same spot on the couch, & we continued watching a show that none of us were really watching. I rested my hand on her thigh again, & she pulled it up to her pussy, where i found a lack of panties. The look on my face must have been something, because Jim even said “I told you he wouldn’t know.” which meant, to me anyway, that he had something to do with them being gone.

After I dove in with my mouth, & she let out a few satisfactory moans, she said it was probably more comfortable on the bed. We have a guest bedroom near the rec room. It’s on another side of the house from where the baby sleeps, & lately, it’s been the room where most of our sex happens, so that it wouldn’t wake the little man up. We went in there, she lit a few candles & laid back on the bed, pointing at Jim. “I want to see how you are.” 

She was quite appreciative of his talents, & I kissed her mouth, her neck, her tits as he did his work. She let out quite a few satisfactory screams before she decided that she needed more to drink, so we headed back to the bar area. 

After a few gulps of her new drink she started to walk back to the bedroom, saying “It’s my birthday, somebody better come fuck me.”

I was stunned. I was already sporting a rock complex erection, & to hear my wife say those words when i didn’t expect it damn near threw me over the edge. Jim was not nearly as paralyzed, & stepped up to the challenge. I waited in the hall, nursing my drink as I ‘gave them a few minutes, watching her lay him down on the bed & suck his cock to a ready state, then slide a condom on. Thank heavens he had thought to bring some, since her & I have never used any. After she rolled it down his cock, she swung her leg over top of him & took it deep into her pussy, moaning loudly as she started to bounce up & down on it. She leaned forward, her tits swinging into his face as she talked to him, saying things like “You just like to watch my tits bounce” & “Fuck my tight little pussy.”

I could not believe it was actually happening. I tried to obtain video of it on my cell phone, yet with the room being so dark, nothing received filmed, & the music was so loud it covered what they were doing. She was riding him pretty swift now, & he had pulled her skirt up over her hips & was thrusting complex enough that she was yelping in pleasure. After a bit of that, she received up, opened the door wider so i could see. He turned her over, laying her on her back & getting on top for a bit, making her moans grow louder & more frantic until she climaxed. He backed up off of her & said “you tagging in?” 

She practically threw me down on the bed & received on top before i knew what was happening. Her pussy glided down my cock & the heat & wetness of it was intense as hell. It didn’t take all that long, especially with the horny talk flowing from her mouth into my ear in between moans.

The party was essentially on the downswing from there. He had only brought one condom, so after the shift swap, he was done, despite not having finished. I was worried that Patty would take it as a slight again, yet so far, nothing has been said.

This morning, she asked me to

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