0 comments/ 78159 views/ 26 favorites Fulfilling A Fantasy Ch. 01 By: Karenkay My wife Brittney was asleep. She really got a kick out of the flowers I sent her this afternoon. It wasn't even a holiday or her birthday. Just red roses and a special love note written by me. It was the third bunch of roses I sent my wife in the past four weeks. Last week I took her shopping for a brand new dress. We stopped at this little specialty shop in the mall where I encouraged her to try on the most sexiest revealing dresses I could see hanging on the racks. Brittney is a size 3 petite and I had no problem finding dresses for her to try on until she found this tiny little green dress. I remember waiting patiently outside the dressing room. Brittney emerged wearing the tight little dress with a big smile on her face. It showed every gorgeous proportion of her gorgeous body. Low cleavage, short, tight. She looked stunning. Brittney was hesitant about allowing me to buy it for her. She said it was too damn sexy and revealing. She also pointed out to me that she would feel like a tramp, a whore wearing something so daring out in public. With a smile and a little charm plus a kiss or two she finally agreed to allow me to buy it for her. I told her how gorgeous she was and how I wanted to let everyone see my gorgeous wife. I was proud of her. We recently celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary. We met in college. We dated for three years and when I finally got a good job I asked Brittney to marry me. It actually came as a shock to me when she said yes to be honest with you. You see. I'm just a regular sort of guy. I'm not a movie star quality guy. Nor was I ever considered a jock. No. I'm not ugly but I have a good education and a good head on my shoulders. I figured Brittney must have seen enough good qualities in me to marry me. I knew for sure she was a virgin when we married. In college she could have had her choice of going out with any guy she wanted. I mean the really hot handsome jocks but she always turned them down one at a time. A few of the guys would tease me about Brittney. Said I must have a 12" cock or something. Some joked around and said I had a 7" long tongue. Of coarse. I had neither of the two. Especially my cock size. Measures 4" when fully erect. Now is that pitiful or what? You can only imagine how scared I was on our honeymoon. Yes. You guessed it. Brittney is a little old fashion so we never had sex until our honeymoon. It's like, should I put a bow on it and yell out surprise? To my amaze, Brittney never said a word about the size of my cock. I mean, she was like a young school girl playing with it in her hands making it as hard as she could. I remember how she kept starring at it and stroking it with her slim long fingers. I knew than she'd never seen a real cock before mine. I even thought maybe I could make her believe I was average or perhaps even big. Than I thought maybe she'd find out I was a liar and really get pissed. I decided not to say a word about my size. I didn't either. Brittney was nervous on our honeymoon. When we finally had sex late that first night she was completely satisfied with what she got. At least she made it appear as if she was happy that night. Brittney never said a word about the size of my cock. She seemed to enjoy what I did have to offer even though it wasn't any larger than my index finger. Over the coarse of time I got Brittney a present for her birthday on the second year we were married. It was a life like cock which measured 6" long and about the average girth of a real man. OK. I said it. A real man. Brittney seemed thrilled using the cock when I wasn't around. She was too shy to tell me she actually used the damn thing. I placed it inside her drawer a certain way before leaving for work in the morning. When I came home that night I'd find it moved a few inches in either direction. The following year I dared to bring home a new toy for Brittney to play with when I was working. I stopped at this adult center near my job and sometimes browsed through the magazines when I had time. I started looking at these interracial pictures and when I got to the amateur section I was really starting to get hooked. I tried to imagine Brittney impaled on one of those big black cocks. I knew for a fact it would have to remain a fantasy for me but I did the next best thing I could thing of. I bought Brittney a black vibrating cock for her birthday that year. You should have seen look on her face when she opened that little box. The damn thing was 8" long and a bit thicker than her white cock. She laughed about it and confessed to me that one of her girlfriends in college told her about this black guy she was dating at the time. She had told Brittney that black men in general had much larger cocks than white guys. That was the first indication Brittney ever gave me that she knew there were larger cocks out there than mine. I knew for a fact that white guys had big dicks too but I certainly wasn't going to tell Brittney this. I played the little drawer trick with this cock like I had done with Brittney's first toy cock. It didn't take but a week to find out which toy cock she preferred to play with when I was working. She preferred the black cock and used it almost everyday. My birthday was a month later and Brittney knew I was a nice camera for my birthday so she bought me one of the best new Canon digital camera's on the market. I couldn't wait to get outside and start taking pictures of wildlife. I was getting really good at taking pictures too. One night I got the camera out when Brittney was changing clothes. I started snapping away as she slowly took off her dress after we came home from dinner one evening. She even teased me like a stripper would doing her routine that night tossing her bra and panties across the floor until we ended up having wild sex that night. Well, needless to say that started a whole new hobby for me. I convinced Brittney to pose for me wearing sexy lingerie. I even started buying her things to take pictures in. You know, garter-belts, stockings, teddy's. Just about anything sexy I could find. Brittney was a knockout blonde and I felt so lucky to be married to a woman with such beauty. One day I opened an account on one of those internet sites where you could post your pictures. I started to organize pictures I took of Brittney wearing sexy dresses and teddy's and the sort. People were able to comment of our pictures that I posted. I finally let Brittney read some of the things they were saying. "Gorgeous woman. Wish my wife was that sexy. Absolute knockout!" The comments went on and on. Made Brittney smile. It seemed to even encourage her to pose even better and for more revealing shots. I started doing nudes of Brittney. She even shaved her pussy one day while I was at work and surprised me when I came hope and setup the camera that evening. We even started doing nude shots outdoors. Sometimes going to the nearby state park. That gave me a chance to mix nature with the beauty of my lovely wife. We traveled around our area looking for secluded spots. Sometimes in state parks or even out in farm country when nobody was around. One day we filmed around a small secluded lake. Brittney was having fun posing next to trees along the edge of the lake. She was completely nude except for a pair of high heels. We thought we were all alone until we heard a splash in the water coming from just off shore. We looked around among the brush and trees and spotted a guy fishing in a small boat. Brittney ducked down behind some cattails and caught one of her heels on a branch and tripped. She yelped sort of loud and the fisherman looked our way. I ducked down next to Brittney and we both started giggling like a couple schools kids doing something very naughty. Brittney whispered to me. "What do we do now?" Laughing as she talked. Her clothes were about fifty feet away from us in the clearing. I thought about it for a few seconds than laughingly replied. "Walk out there casually and just pick up your cloths. Maybe clear your throat or something so the guy can hear you." Brittney laughed and poked me in the ribs. "Are you insane?" She said with a grin on her face. "Yes" I replied. "He'll never know who we are and we'll never see him again anyway. " I told her. Brittney thought about it for a moment than stood straight up starring at me with a big smile on her face. She pointed down at my camera and said. "Get ready." So I walked away from where we were hiding and waited for my wife to walk toward the clearing. Brittney was standing on much more harder soil so her heels didn't dig into the ground. She posed like a typical model for me. She let our a little yell getting the fisherman's attention. I saw him look her way as she giggled and continued to move around in different poses. I started clicking the camera shifting my eyes over to the guy in the boat. He was starring as Brittany moved around for the camera. We took a few more shots over the next several minutes. I didn't see that guy in the boat move his head since he spotted Brittney and I told her so. When we figured we took enough shots Brittney turned around and waived at the guy in the boat. He actually waived back at my wife who was standing there naked with just her high heels. She yelled out good bye and he shouted back. "You look hot!" Brittney replied with a thank you and we walked back to our car laughing about what we just done. Brittney started getting dressed so I took a few more shots of her putting her clothes back on before we left for the day. I learned something new that day about Brittney. She loved the idea of people watching her naked. We got home and started putting our new photos on the computer. Brittney helped me arranged them than we put them online on our picture site. There was an option on the site allowing just friends to see our most intimate pictures. Brittney insisted we do that with her naked photos. This way we could pick and choose who saw what in our collection. Brittney pretty much let me organize our online pictures. I started getting requests from other couples who wanted to be our contact which would allow them access to all our pictures. I accepted requests from other couples who had similar photos like ours. Brittney would look now and than to see who our contacts were and look at their pictures. We even started getting requests from single guys but we ignored the request to be contacts with them. Although I'd check some of them out to see their pictures whenever I got a chance. Most were just horny white guys posting pictures of their cocks. A few others had pictures they said were their wives but who knows. One afternoon when I got home from work I was checkout out our picture site going thru the contact requests when a new mail popped up. His email address got my attention. "Detroit Black Cock" Detroit was only an hour away from our house so I at least thought I'd checkout his email. It read. "My name is Phillip. I live in Detroit. I see you live not far away so I decided to write. Your wife is absolutely gorgeous! I first have to ask if you two party with black men? If not, I apologize if I offended you. I have a complete profile along with lots of photos. Looking forward to your reply. Phillip." OK, I thought. At least he was polite. Didn't sound like a gangster type. I clicked the link to his profile first. It said he was thirty-five, six-seven in height and two hundred and thirty. He was single. He worked out everyday in a gym. Worked in sales at a local auto supplier. It also went on to say that he loved meeting white couples for fun. The next paragraph explained that he was in a relationship with a married white woman for the past three years until her and her husband moved out of state because of his job. That sounded strange to me. Said he was in a relationship with a married woman? That was bizarre! I figured I'd at least checkout his pictures and see what he had in his collection. He had everything categorized in sets. Pictures of Phillip standing naked stood out first so I clicked on that set and scanned through those first. Phillip had a huge cock. One of the largest I think I ever seen on a man. I always heard black men were well endowed. Not sure if it meant all of them but Phillip certainly lived up to that myth. Phillip had sets devoted to working out at a gym. A very muscular fellow I thought to myself. Than I noticed this nice looking blonde woman so I clicked on that site. She was very pretty, about mid thirties with a nice figure. None of these were nude. Looked like they were taken at bars, restaurants and other public places. Phillip had his arm around the women in some pictures. A couple pictures showed a man standing on the opposite side of the woman with Phillip on the other with his arm around her. I started wondering if this was the woman Phillip mentioned in his profile. I clicked back taking a look at another set of pictures. Wow! I hit the jackpot! This set was taken at a hotel. It showed Phillip having sex with the same blonde woman. Every position imaginable from sucking his cock to riding him and even fucking doggy style. My dick started getting hard looking at the different fuck scenes. I read stories before about interracial sex and it always turned me on in the past. These photos were hot! I started looking through more sets each one containing the gorgeous blonde with Phillip. I found one set that I think her husband joined them in a threesome. I read the description and sure enough. It was her husband. One caption said cuckold cleanup and sowed the man laying down at the foot of a bed between his wife's legs. Different pictures showed close-ups of what he was doing. His tongue inserted between her pussy lips. Other photos showed a bead of thick white sperm poking out between her pussy lips/ I started reading all the captions and gathered enough information that told me this guy loved eating his wife out after Phillip deposited his cum inside her pussy. She even sat on his face in other shots while Phillip stood on the bed getting his huge thick cock sucked. I was more than just excited and wanted to cum myself so being home alone I unzipped my pants and started stroking my much smaller cock as I skimmed through the assortment of Phillips photo collection. I made myself cum and wiped off with a napkin. My little cock shrinking back down into it's dinky size. I started thinking about how I was going to reply to Phillip. I certainly wanted to thank him for the compliment he made about Brittney. How would I answer the question about if we were swingers or not? Why I'm I even thinking about an answer to that question? Yeah. OK. Sure, I'd love to see a thick black cock parting Brittney's pussy lips apart. I've read that many guys have this fantasy about their wives. Only a select few ever follow through with it. I wanted to give him an honest answer to his question. I was mostly curios about his relationship with that couple in the photos. Guess I was being a little nosy but it sure turned me on. How could I learn more about his relationship without pissing him off . I knew if I told him we didn't swing he'd just move on and forget about even giving me answers. I started thinking on this a while. I even walked out into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee while I gave it more thought. I poured my coffee and went back into my office and sat down in front of the computer and started to type. "Phillip, Thank you for the compliment about my wife. I think she's gorgeous too. Unfortunately , we don't party. I'll have to remain one of those husband's that only fantasize about their wives with another man. Believe me, if there was a way that I could convince my wife Brittney to meet you I'd be happy with joy! I really enjoyed your pictures and it got me curious about your relationship with that couple. I don't mean to be nosy but how did the husband feel about you making love to his wife? Regards, George." I clicked the send button and also made Phillip a contact so he could see all of our pictures. I just hoped by putting something out there that Phillip would reply and tell me more about his relationship with that couple. Brittney and I went out to dinner that night and saw a movie. She was laying in bed reading a book before bedtime when I decided to log into the internet in my office and check my mail. I got a reply from Phillip already. I clicked his email and started reading. "Hi George, Thank you for making me your contact. The additional pictures of your wife are extraordinarily hot! If your truly interested in seeing your wife made love to by a passionate caring black man like me than I can explain how and help you along in the process. It's not as difficult as some men think. I could walk you through it step by step. The woman in my pictures is Rebecca. Her husband Frank loved watching me bang his wife. We have a lasting connection that I'll explain to you later. First, tell me more about you and your wife. Has your wife Brittney ever shared any fantasies with you? Perhaps having sex with a much more endowed man than you? Let us get started in making your fantasy come true. I'll know how to reply once you respond back with my first question. Phillip." Wow. Phillip seemed to guess that he was much more endowed than me! I had a few beers tonight after the movie so I guess I was feeling loose tonight and spilled my guts out to Phillip. I replied back telling him I was only four inches in length but Brittney didn't seem to mind. I also told him Brittney never shared any fantasies about having sex with another man. I did tell him she got excited reading comments that people made on her pictures we had posted. I quickly sent that reply back to Phillip and started looking through his pictures again. Phillip must have been online because it wasn't ten minutes before I got a reply back from him. I opened his email and read. "OK George. That gives me somewhere to start. I'm going to give you a few things to work on over the next week. I'll start here by posting comments on Brittney's pictures. I want you to point them out to her if she doesn't see them. Here's what I'd like you to start doing on your end. I want you to make love to your wife and when you do I want you to point out how small you are and wish you could satisfy her more than your able. Try to have sex with your wife every night. Go a little further each time you have sex. Start poking around with the idea that you would love to see her sexually fulfilled. She how she responds. If she seems positive start planting the idea that you wouldn't be upset watching a more well endowed man please her. OK. That should be enough homework for you to do. I'll start with the pictures and I'll also send an email back to your photo account so your wife can read it. I won't mention anything else but tell her how lovely I think she is. Here's my phone number so we can communicate over the phone. 555-5555 Your friend, Phillip." My dick was hard after reading Phillip's email. I wrote his phone number down in my little black book. I'd make a point to call him in the middle of the week. I'd also make a point of pointing out whatever comments Phillip made on her pictures and tell him how she responded. There was an option to respond to comments so I'd also make a point to have her respond to his. I shut down the computer and sighed. What did I just do I thought to myself. Did I really want to see Brittney fuck another man? Would she actually do it I started to ask myself. I was certainly going to find out. Fulfilling A Fantasy Ch. 02 I woke up the next morning and turned on the computer and went straight to our pictures. Good! Phillip commented on most of the pictures I had posted and sent a new email directed to my wife. I decided not to open the mail, I'd leave it for Brittney to reply back hoping she'd fall for the bait. I skimmed through some of the comments noticing how polite Phillip's comments were but yet right to the point. I cleared the browser history and set the computer log to save everything including emails. This way I'd know everything Brittney did on the computer while I was at work. She had just got out of the shower when I walked in the bathroom to shave. She was drying herself off with a big fluffy towel making her tits giggle every time she touched them. "Honey, I didn't have time to look at everything but some guy put a bunch of comments on your photo collection online." Brittney kissed me with a smile and replied. "OK. I'll get a chance to peek after you go to work." I had my usual bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee with Brittney. We had our typical morning conversation before I went to work and reminded Brittney about the comments one more time without trying to act suspicious. My dick stayed hard most of the day thinking about Brittney looking at Phillips pictures and reading his comments. I certainly hoped she wouldn't be offended or too scared to reply to him. It was lunch time. I decided to send Phillip a text message. It was simple just asking him if Brittney replied yet. I sat down in the cafeteria eating my lunch when I got a reply back from Phillip. "Communicating with your wife now." That got my heart beating faster. My dick was getting even more harder again. Luckily I was sitting alone today. Two of my friends were on vacation so I wouldn't have any explaining to do. What did Phillip mean by communicating? They must be sending emails back and forth I thought. I was so excited my body felt a little weak. I spent the remainder of the afternoon working in a horny state of mind. I couldn't wait to get home that night and see what Brittney and Phillip were up to if they really did communicate. I arrived home at my usual time giving Brittney a kiss as she cooked dinner in front of the stove. "How was your day?" I asked. She seemed to be happy as she stirred noodles in the pot on the stove. Brittney was cooking spaghetti with meatballs. One of my favorite dishes. She told me it would be a few minutes before super was done. I stood right behind her as she stirred that pot and reached around to rub her crotch area through her jeans. She immediately squirmed back shoving her ass back against my legs in a playful way. I asked. "You must be horny this afternoon." My other hand cupped one of her tits through her bra as she twisted her head around to kiss me on the lips. She was still grinding her hips back against me. She was obvious very horny this afternoon. I kept giving Brittney light little kisses on her lips as I asked. "Did you have a nice day while I was at work?" She immediately smiled murmuring yes back to me as she stuck her tongue between my lips for an even better kiss. The water in the pot started to boil over and she had to stop and take care of it. I lifted her hair giving her a kiss on the back of the neck while she worked the mixing spoon in the pot. She finally turned and told me. "You better go get ready for dinner before I burn something. We can fuck later." Brittney very seldom acted this horny and mentioned anything about fucking after dinner. Phillip must have said something to her and was I was going to check. My first stop was my office. The computer was already powered up so all I had to do was click on the log. I was overwhelmed by the amount of data on the log and decided to start at the top. Brittney logged on and wrote emails to a couple friends than she went right to our photos. Looked like she checked out a bunch of pages and pictures. I scrolled down a little further and there was Phillips email to my wife. My heart was beating faster and my dick was already hard with excitement. Phillip was rather polite but up front in his email about my wife's photos. He'd politely asked if she could respond to his email and scrolling down a little further I see that she did. Brittney thanked him for the complements he made on her photos. She explained to Phillip that she wasn't a model. Just posing for her husband. My dick got rock solid hard reading the next line she wrote him. She told Phillip she found his photos very intriguing. She was being honest with him telling him she thought he had a nice body. She also said she was curious about the woman in his photographs. She said she didn't understand the fact that he said that the woman was married and he had an affair with her. Brittney asked him flat out why the woman's husband allowed that to happen. I was surprised to see an email response a few minutes later. I started reading Phillips reply. Phillip explained to my wife that he was fulfilling that couples fantasy and needs. He specifically explained that the wife in the photographs enjoyed the sexual pleasure he could provide her with that her husband couldn't provide. He didn't brag but he pointed out that he was much better equipped than most husbands and he went on to explain the fantasy that many white wives have about having sex with a black man. Phillip went into detail, including how women loved to look down as his black cock penetrated their pussies. He told Brittney that some women were able to orgasm as soon as they saw his cock sliding inside them. He enjoyed helping their fantasies by taking his time to do it right. He explained to Brittney that most white husbands got more excited watching their wives fuck a black man than they did actually fucking their wives. He said the husband of the wife in the pictures got great satisfaction knowing his wife was being pleased in such a way he couldn't provide. Phillip went on to ask Brittney about the size of my cock and if I'd ever said anything to her about watching her with another man. I was surprised he was being so direct with her. Brittney answered him back within a matter of minutes according to the time on the log. She must have been waiting for his email. I started reading her reply. I have to admit that I find the idea of a black man making love to me very stimulating. I couldn't imagine how a man of your size could even penetrate a woman of my size. I'm very accustomed to my husbands penis. You asked about his size which I believe might be slightly under four inches. I thought his size was normal until my girlfriends started opening up about sex with their husbands. I learned that most of their spouses were averaging around seven inches. My girlfriends liked to compare their husbands equipment to their dildos. I'd never share the truth about my husband knowing they'd only make fun of me. I'm married to the most kindest and sweetest man. I could never imagine telling him he doesn't satisfy me sexually. I have a good marriage. George is the love of my life! Phillip replied back within minutes according to the log. Thank you for being so honest and sincere. I'm glad you have so much love and respect for your husband. My experience with married white women like yourself have explained similar circumstances to me. Most being the size of their husbands penis. Forgive me for being so rude in earlier emails calling it a cock. I hope you can forgive me. I can honestly say that the married white women I've partnered with all had good marriages. I felt I was just providing them with the sexual pleasure they're partners couldn't provide out of no fault of their own. Think of me as your personal trainer. A trainer that works for your personal fulfillment. We'll start by working your body and using those muscles you never knew you had. We'll get your body toned into shape. I'll stimulate your body and teach it to respond to my touch. Your body will soon adjust to accommodate a man of my size. Your body and your mind will redefine itself in a way you've never experienced about sexual pleasure. A married woman shouldn't deprive herself of the sexual enjoyment her mind and body so desires. Brittney. I've be honored to be your personal trainer. My heard was beating faster as I hurried to read my wife's reply to Phillip. You make it sound so exciting. George would never agree to allow me to meet you and I'd never do anything behind his back to hurt him in anyway. Oh shit! I thought to myself. I think Brittney would fuck Phillip if I agreed. I continued reading. I have to admit I fantasize a lot about sex with a much more well endowed man but never had I ever imagined him being black! I never imagined myself getting so aroused thinking about having sex with a man of a different race. You certainly got my curiosity of exploring this further but I don't know how my husband would react even if I were to say it was only a fantasy. I wanted to take my cock out and make myself cum right than and there after reading that last paragraph my wife wrote Phillip. It's not like Phillip was doing anything out of the ordinary. My wife was acting like a slut! I started wondering if she might be just saying those things to Phillip just to tease him. I scrolled down further and there was yet another reply from Phillip. I couldn't resist browsing through your gorgeous photo collection again after I sent you my last reply. Brittney, your absolutely stunning! Your husband, George is a very lucky man to have you. I would never ask you to cheat on him. I would be honored and privileged to help you succeed in exploring your curiosity and fantasies about interracial sex. I can help walk you though this if your seriously considering me as your personal trainer. Let's chat some more if your available in an hour. Oh my God! Let me check......Yes...Here's their chat log from early this afternoon. "Hi Brittney, glad you could make it." "Hi Phillip. I'm a little nervous." "Don't be nervous. Just tell me what's on your mind." "OK. I'll try." "Good girl. Are you interested in me being your personal trainer?" "I don't think my husband would allow it." "You might be surprised. I find that most wives underestimate their husbands. You want to start with a hot love session with your husband. Get real intimate with him. Wait until your in the heat of passionate love with him. Begin slowly by revealing your most darkest secret fantasies. Tell him he's a good lover but you often fantasize about a well endowed man." "Oh my! I've never told George anything like this before." "That's OK baby girl. Close your eyes when you speaking to him. Kiss him, do the things you normally do in the heat of passion with him. Ask him if he'd be angry if you told him your fantasies. See how he responds. If he takes the bait than you got him hooked. Let him ask you about them. Play coy but pretend to give in and start telling him your desires. " "Should I mention you at all?" "Very good question. Perhaps you can tell your husband about the flattering comments I left on your photo collection. Tell him you saw my pictures. They got you excited. See how he reacts. You never want to admit you may have an interest in me personally." "That doesn't sound too complicated." "Not at all baby girl. May I ask you what turned you on the most about my pictures?" "You have a nice body. Very fit. Handsome. Your size." "Be honest. You meant the size of my cock?" "Yes." "Are you wet & excited now?" "Yes." "Good, you should be primed and ready for your husband. When does he get home?" "In a couple hours. Should I seduce him when he walks in the door?" "Show him your very interested. Perhaps make a promise to have sex after dinner. I'll trust you to do the rest." "OK. I will. Should I email you in the morning and let you know what happen?" "I have a better idea. I'll give you my number and you can call me as soon as your husband leaves for work. 555-5555 Good luck and I'll be waiting for your call. Have fun." "Thank you, have a good night." Oh shit.....Fuck.........What should I do?..... Wait....This is what I wanted wasn't it? Let me call Phillip. No wait. He doesn't know I spied on them. I'll just play along with it. Can't wait to find out what Brittney's going to say or do tonight. "Dinners Ready!" Here we go.