21 comments/ 147909 views/ 25 favorites My Wife Goes Black By: genealguy My wife, Susan, is a great lady. Almost 40 years old, she is gorgeous in face and body. I love her hairy pussy, which she maintains very bushy for appearance and my dining pleasure. Her black hair is beautiful on both her head and pubes. I lick and suck her sweet cunt nearly every day, and fuck her almost as often. She loves my cock, both in her mouth and in her pussy. We have a very loving marriage. We have occasionally delved into swapping, and she enjoyed another man's cock, but made sure I understood she was mine and mine alone. We have no children, so entertaining these fuck parties is no big deal. A while back, as we were cuddling after a great sex session, she said she wanted to ask me something. "What is it?" I asked. "Well, we have always enjoyed each other, and once in a while others, and you have encouraged me to make love to other women. I want you to know how much I have enjoyed all our activities, with others, but especially alone together! You please me as no one else ever has, and I am yours exclusively for ever." I sensed this question was important to her. "Where is this leading?" I inquired. She squeezed my body and kissed me passionately. "Well, you have provided me with every opportunity to experience the wealth of sexual adventure, save for one!" "And just what might that be?' She cuddled even closer, gave me her winning smile, and, looking into my eyes said, "I would love, just one time, never again, to fuck a black man! I have always wondered if there was really any difference between a black cock and a white one. Could you allow me this one little foray into interracial fucking? Please?" I was a bit surprised at her request, because she had never before mentioned any interest in blacks. I thought a bit, and wondered if I could stand the thought of her being ravaged by a black man. I looked at her and asked, "Would I be allowed to be a part of your little playing? I would love to watch this. You have never fucked another man in my absence, and I wouldn't want to start that now!" She looked at me in surprise. "Oh god Honey, of course. I demand you be there, that is if you can stand the vision of me fucking black! Are you concerned about me going black and not coming back, as the old saw goes?" "Well, yeah, that IS why I debated when you asked. I could never stand to lose you; you are my whole life, my one and only love!" She caressed my balls and whispered in my ear, "Never will I desert you, my darling husband and lover. If you have any qualms about this, just say so, and I'll never again mention it. And, I won't sneak off, either!" She kissed my lips softly, and caressed my lower belly. "Thanks for that, Sweet One!" I replied. "Tell you what, let's take a little time to research this, get some information, then make a decision based on that." "Mmmm", she sighed. "No wonder I love you so much! Let's sleep on it!" We slept cuddled and soundly that night. The next day, neither of us made a mention of it before we went to work. At work, I got to talking with Eddy, a married man who had intimated that he and his wife had done a bit of swinging. I asked him if they still did it. "Well, not as much as we used to. Now, it's mostly friends who have been sex partners with us in the past, although last month Trixie talked me into letting her bring home a college guy from work!" "And how was that?" I asked. "Great! She needed just one date to get it out of her system! He had a great cock; I could have taken it on! She was almost overwhelmed when he fucked her four times in a little over an hour! And he stayed hard the whole time! She sucked his cock and got his fifth shot!" "Were you there?" "Of course! We have a standing rule; no fucking others unless both are present. And we have had some really tremendous times! May I ask why you are interested?" "Well, last night Susan mentioned she would like to try a black man just one time, to satisfy her curiosity. I had reservations, and we haven't made a decision yet. Have you and Trixie tried a black man?" He smiled. "Oh yes! Trixie made the same request about five years ago. We talked it out, then I brought home a guy from the gym." "How did it go?" I asked. "Great! This guy was a real gentleman. He asked my wife about every act before they started it; treated her like the wonderful woman she is! She talked about it for months. I even taped it, and she loves to show it to close friends, especially before we start a swinging session!" "Uh, sorry if I offend you, but did you join in?" Eddy laughed. "Sure did! First he asked me if I wanted to kiss my wife and suck her nips while he ate her pussy! I did, and she really got off on it! After he fucked my wife the first time, and filled her cunt with his cum, he asked if I would like to suck him. I have had a number of man-on-man encounters while swinging, and always enjoyed it. Trix was all for it; she loves to watch me suck a cock. So, I had him sit on the bed and I knelt between his legs. Now, his cock was not huge, maybe eight inches compared to my seven, but quite thick. This pleased Trixie no end, as she had never been fucked by that much cock. Anyway, I kissed and licked it, licked and kissed his balls, then began sucking it. I consider myself a rather good cock sucker, and he seemed to agree. I must have sucked him for over a half-hour, while my wife kissed him and sucked his nipples. Finally, he grabbed my head and fucked deeply into my throat and unleashed an unbelievable amount of his juice. I was rocked; I sat back and masturbated while he ate Trixie's pussy, bringing her to her fifth or sixth climax!" "He fucked her a total of four times that night, every time thrilling her to ever-greater heights. She was barely conscious when he dismounted the last time! But then, she shocked me even more! She asked if I would let her watch him fuck me! I was amazed! I have been ass-fucked many times, and always enjoy it. Now, my little wife wanted to experience me taking my first black cock up my ass!" "What did you do?" I asked breathlessly. "Well, of course, I lay back, raised my legs, and invited him to sink that black beauty into my asshole. He did, and I thought I would come apart! That was also the biggest one I had taken, like Trix, and it was some experience! He was gentle, as he had been with her. He kissed me deeply, and made me feel very special to him. We even declared we loved the other, a fact that made Trix laugh!" "Was that it?" "Well, not quite. As a last hurrah, Trixie knelt before him and sucked his big black cock one last time. I felt I should do something to let him know just how much I enjoyed his loving." "What did you do?" "I went behind him, knelt, took his ass cheeks in my hands and spread them. I licked his ass crack, wetting him thoroughly. Then, I shoved my face into his ass and licked his asshole until he came in my wife's mouth!" "Fucking shit, that is so hot! Damn, you have just about convinced me to go along with Susan. Sounds like a ball!" "Just take care getting the right guy. It can be a great experience if done right!" He squeezed my hard cock and smiled. "Maybe you and that beautiful wife would like to swap sometime!" "Maybe so!" I responded. That night, I couldn't wait to relate his story to Susan. I told her in great detail, much to her amazement. She had raised her skirt, removed her panties, and was finger fucking her pussy as I spoke. She came, furiously, just before I was done. We hugged, and she said, "I take it you are in favor, then!" "God, yes!" I said as we hugged. "It sounds so hot!" "Good, then I want you to chose the man! I trust you thoroughly!" We had a very hot sex session that night. I did'nt undertake the search with a lot of gusto; I was in favor, but really wanted this to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience for my beautiful wife. I cautiously asked around, giving no hint of my purpose. Susan said nothing; she gave me complete charge of finding her lover. Out of the blue a candidate showed up. My boss had a small business on the side. Another franchisee was coming to town for a regional meeting. My boss, in a conversation, mentioned that his friend was a black fellow who had made a great success of him self. He told me several glowing things of his character and personality. As luck would have it, he, Anthony, came into the office to meet with my boss. I was asked to take him to lunch. He was a great conversationalist; we talked for almost two hours over lunch. I found he was married, two children. He casually mentioned he would be returning to our town in about a month for another meeting. I smiled, and asked him if he and his wife ever sought sex outside their marriage. He, too, smiled and went on to say they had met some other people to have sex with their own spouse, then had swapped a few times with close friends. He said it was too bad he lived so far; his wife could not get away to make a trip. I told him of my great marriage, and that we, too, had swapped a few times. I went on to explain my wife's desire to "taste" a black man. He seemed interested. "Do you have a picture?" he asked. I produced one of Susan in a tasteful short skirt and blouse. He grinned. "Damned, she is one great lady! I would be very interested in meeting her. Will you be there?" "Oh yes! I never let her swing without me!" "Good!" he smiled. "I never want to come between a couple. Just what is your wife interested in?" "Just a one-time experience; she wants to get her taste, then never experience it again! By the way, this is how you will see her later!" I produced a picture of my wife totally nude, reclining on the bed, supported by her elbows. Her beautiful smile was the cap on her lithe body, small but great tits, flat stomach, long legs, and the cutest, hairiest pussy mound ever. Anthony whistled softly, and looked at me in great surprise. "Damn, man, she is something! I can't wait to get with you two for a hot threesome. Are we on?" "If Susan agrees, I'll call. Do you have a pic?" "Not with me; I'll email one to your home, both clothed and nude, just like Susan's." "Would you like to speak to her now? I know she will get a kick out of it!" "Certainly!" I dialed my home phone; Susan answered quickly. "Hi Honey! I am lunching with a fellow who just might fill your requirements! Want to speak to him? This is Anthony." "Sure, Sweety!" I handed the phone to him. "Hi" he said. A pause, then, "Yes, glad to speak to you, too." Then, "I am sending a couple of photos to Jeff tomorrow. I must say I was blown away by your pics, especially the one on the bed!" They chatted briefly, then hung up. "Tell your wife I am looking forward to this. I hope she selects me!" That night, Susan was quite excited. She made me tell her every word of our conversation, describe him in detail, and give my impression. Of course, I was complimentary. She was anxious to see his picture. The next evening, she met me at the door, telling me she had booted the computer, but had not looked at the email. We immediately went to the den. I sat and opened the email. There was a message from Anthony, with four attachments. His message was very polite, and ending by hoping my wife would find him worthy. "Hurry, Honey!" she breathed. "Open his pictures!" I smiled at her impatience. The first photo was of him in slacks and a golf shirt. Susan smiled. "Nice looking! You have good tastes, my dear!" The second was a fully nude, taken from the right quarter. He was somewhat, but not overly, muscular. One could tell he worked out. His pecs and abs were well defined, as were his legs. But what caught Susan's eye was the fully erect cock protruding from his crotch. It was not the foot-long of rumor, but a bit more than my seven and a half, and a bit thicker. Both it and his generous sac were quite dark, very black, in fact. His skin tone was dark brown. I looked at Susan's face. She was staring at the photo with mouth open, obviously in deep thought. "Okay!" I stated. "What is the verdict? Is he good enough? Not? So good you might run off with him?" She kissed me smartly on the lips, and looked again at the photo. "He is good; I am very interested in meeting him. I think you and I will enjoy him." She again looked into my face. "I want you to take part, actively. I want this to be OUR show, not mine. Please remember my promise; this date will have no negative effect on our marriage. I love you so much, and can hardly tell you how I appreciate you being so sensitive to my desires!" I kissed her back. "I take it I should reply to the affirmative, that we will expect him the 20th of next month for a night with us." "Yes, Darling Husband, please bring him to me, and let me have a black cock for just once in my life!" "Open the other two pics, please!" she asked. I did. They were of Anthony and his wife. Again, the first was clothed. The second, of course, was nude. They were a damn fine looking couple, two really nice bodies. "Mmmmm!" Susan said. "Both look good enough to eat! Maybe we should look for a black couple for our next swing! And you know?" "What?" I asked. "His cock looks great even soft!" I chuckled. "You may not see it in that condition. He acts very hot for you! I predict he is gonna fuck your little pussy quite well, My Love! "Good!" I returned to the computer and hit 'Reply'. Susan watched me tell Anthony that she was very impressed with him, and welcomed him to our bed. She had a big smile when I hit 'Send'. The next month was busy for us. I had a big project at work, and Susan's Real Estate job was hopping. Our sex was especially enjoyable; the promise of Anthony was on our minds. On the 15th, I again emailed Anthony. He replied with details of his schedule, and it appeared the Thursday of that week, the 21st, was good. He invited us to dinner, his treat, so he and Susan could get acquainted. Susan was obviously excited, but made sure to temper it with attention to me, assuring me I was definitely her man. She made sure I knew this was just a chance to broaden her experience. Have I mentioned she is a one-in-a-million partner? On the 21st, we dressed for dinner. Susan wore my favorite black dress, mid-thigh, some cleavage, a hint of her sexuality. She donned her favorite necklace, black thigh-highs, and black heels, and we were off. We met Anthony at the most expensive restaurant in town, his choice. I introduced them, and Susan took his proffered arm, but also mine, so we walked to our table three-abreast. The meal was a knockout. We enjoyed great conversation. The two of them discussed many subjects, each getting the measure of the other. I was so proud of my wife; beautiful, sexy, intelligent. After the meal, Anthony looked at me. "I have to say, Jeff, I am both impressed and anxious to join the two of you. And you, Susan, are the epitome of womanhood for me. My wife would be jealous to see how smitten I am!" We laughed, then Anthony paid the check, and we departed. We drove home in our car; I was to bring him back to his in the morning. Susan sat in back, Anthony in front with me. I told him, "I'm surprised you didn't ask to sit in back with Susan! You know, a little pre-action!" "No!" he smiled. "I want our date to start and end in your house. I have waited a month for this, I can stand a few more minutes!" I pulled into the drive. Susan was on the same side of the car as Anthony, so he opened her door and helped her out. They walked to the door with an arm about each other, but my wife made sure I was in the same position on the other side. We sat in the den, and I offered brandy. All agreed, so we sipped and made our plans. "Anthony," I began, "Since you are the guest, how would you like to start this?" He smiled, "I would like to disrobe in another room, then we three meet in your bed room. Acceptable?" It certainly was! Susan and I removed our clothes in the bedroom, Anthony in the guestroom nearby. "Ready?" he called. I answered affirmatively. He walked into the room with his cock at full attention, as was mine. Susan had two men ready for action! She stared at his body, especially his beautiful black cock, already fully erect. It bounced as he walked into the room. Susan took my hand and approached him. They kissed softly, touching each other. Susan was still holding my hand as she viewed his cock. Anthony fondled her breast, massaging the nipple. My cock twitched seeing her so turned on. "May I touch your cock, kind sir?" she asked demurely. He laughed. "Of course, that's what we're here for!" She reached out with fingertips and stroked them along the length. Then, she wrapped her small hand around it and slowly stroked it. Her hand, so lightly tan, looked so hot against his dark skin. I couldn't wait so see him atop her diminutive frame! "What do you think?" he asked. She responded, "Very nice. I have often wondered how a black man's cock would feel. It is a bit different than Jeff's, and I am impressed by your size and color, but, sorry, I won't trade his!" Anthony laughed and squeezed her ass cheek. "I know I'm not here for competition. I'm very pleased to be a subject of your desire, and share your need to make this a simple evening. I do think we three are going to have a great time! Now, My Sweet One, what do you desire?" She thought a moment, looked at me, then told him, "I guess I would like some romance. Jeff can tell you how some cuddling and kissing, along with fondling, make me wet and ready!" She then lie on the bed and waited. Anthony joined on her left. She looked at me. "Okay, Buddy, your side is open! Remember, this is gonna be a three-way, so you better get in on the romance, too!" Her smile would have lit a city. We all reclined, and she put an arm around each of us. I got the first kiss, a deep, wet smacker that left no question who was her 'real' man. She then turned to Anthony and gave him a more sedate kiss, with tongue, I noticed. His pink tongue dueled with hers, and his hand went to her near breast. He caressed it, squeezed it, then leaned in to suck the nipple lightly. "Mmmm" Susan moaned. I bent to kiss her neck, where I knew she loved it the most. 'Here I am,' I thought, 'Warming up my wife to fuck another man!' That was just a passing thought; I knew why we were there. Susan removed her arms from under our necks and reached for two hard cocks. She squeezed me, and I am sure him, too. "God, here I am with two hard cocks. I just might get a good fucking tonight!" "Several!" Anthony grinned. "I'm sure your husband is going to get his share!" "You bet he is!" she declared, kissing me again. Anthony kissed her cheek. "What if I just casually kiss my way down your body to see if there is a pussy in that black forest?" "There is, and it's waiting for a hot kissing, licking, sucking session! You guys are here for my pleasure, so get cracking, studs!" Anthony began what he promised, kissing her ribcage and flat belly, and roving his large tongue around in her navel. His kisses were wet and noisy, and she responded well. I watched him run his nose through her dense forest, inhaling her aroma. He moaned and rubbed her inner thighs. He moved to kiss her there, making popping sounds as the soft flesh left his mouth. He then ran his tongue up her slit. She sighed. He then opened her cunt petals with his fingers and sucked her clit. She jerked and exclaimed "Oh god, Anthony, that is wonderful! Tongue fuck my pussy hole, Honey. Make me squirm!" He did; she did. She grabbed my chin and turned my face to hers. "Get over here and kiss your loving wife. I'm being ravaged by my first black fuck, and I need you to get into it!" We kissed wetly and suckingly, making our lower mouths run with saliva. I could tell she was getting hornier by the minute; her nipples were rocks, her breath was coming in short gasps, and she grabbed my cock as if to squeeze it off. My Wife Goes Black Anthony was sucking and lapping her juices. He raised up a moment. "Damn, this is the wettest pussy I've ever eaten. And it tastes best, too!" When he returned to sucking her clit, Susan began her trip to Nirvana. Her eyes became glassy, she stuttered some words, then arched her back and screamed in release. Her hands went to his head, and she mashed his face into her aching, throbbing cunt. As she came down, she mumbled, "Oh fuck, Oh god, Oh shit! That was so damned good! Thank you, Anthony, and you too, Hubby!" Anthony stayed in her cunt, kissing and softly nibbling her lips. I kissed her cheeks and nose, and murmured loving words. She opened her eyes and smiled. "Wow! That was a real trip! It'll take me a bit to revive, Guys, you almost blew my gaskets!" Anthony slid up to her face, kissing her. "What now, My Love? What sort of dirty acts do you desire?" She kissed him back, holding his face in her hands. "Now, Lover, I expect you to mount this mare and give her a real stallion loving, fucking, screwing! Jeff gets seconds; I want him to fuck me in your cum! Then, I want a nice sixty nine with you, then a little dp with you both!" Anthony looked at me. "Damn, Jeff, that's a full plate. Is that all okay with you?" I smiled. "This is Susan's show. Whatever she wants, she gets, as long as there is no blood!" He climbed atop my wife's luscious body and they kissed again, with much tongue and sucking. She gripped his cock and rubbed the head along her dripping slit. They both groaned. She then lined it with her fuck hole and inserted the head. "Oh fuck, Baby, I need that ebony cock all the way in!" He slid down as she arched her ass up, and he sank to the hilt. She screamed, scratching his back. He pulled back slowly, then moved in. Now he began fucking at a faster pace, making her body bounce and her tits move up and down. They were both grunting and gasping, their hands gripping the other painfully. "Goddam, Anthony, you fucker, you're making me so hot. God, fuck me, Baby. I wanna cum so bad! Make me cum on your black cock! Pound that cunt, dammit, you're here to fuck me, make it happen! Uhn, uhn, shit, god, so good, so wonderful, you fuck so good!" I watched and listened, wondering if she was getting TOO excited; my jealousy was stirring. She had never responded so wildly to another man's fucking. Would she still be satisfied with me? I wondered. "FUCK ME!" She screamed, "Fuck my whore pussy. Make me your slut, your whore, your wife! FUCK MY WHORE CUNT!" I was getting concerned now. Never had she talked this dirty, this abandoned while in the throes of a good fucking. She grasped his ass cheeks and pulled him to her. Her legs were around his waist, ankles locked to snare his cock within her body. Perspiration ran off both of them. Now she was sobbing, actually crying. Was she in pain? I wasn't sure if, or how, to respond. I felt like the third wheel, no involvement, watching my beloved wife and this black, handsome stranger with a larger cock, rut and mate with deep desire, and, it seemed, deep love. Was she lost to me? Would she ever again be satisfied with my loving, to which she had become accustomed, and perhaps bored? I was definitely hurting here. Then, Anthony entered his dirty talk faze. He looked into her eyes. "Fuck me, you dirty whore! Raise that ass and make your cunt slam my cock. You're nothing but a cheap slutty whore. Any man can fuck you. DIRTY CUNT! COCKSUCKING BITCH. I'M GONNA FILL YOUR CUNT WITH BLACK MAN'S CUM TILL IT RUNS OUT YOUR NOSE! FUCK ME GODDAM YOU! GONNA MAKE YOUR WHORE CUNT MY PERSONAL PROPERTY! YOU'RE MINE NOW, HEAR? MY CUNT! MY WOMAN! MY SLUT! OHHHHHHH!" Susan was screaming that she was all that and more to him; his alone, his to use, his in eternity. Tears began burning my eyes. I now knew this had been a big mistake, a major miscalculation on my part. Damn, how could I have been so stupid, foolish? They had been fucking for over thirty minutes. Was this a man or machine? Was he ever going to cum? Would Susan survive? I was seriously concerned. Then, Susan screamed that she was close. They both increased their speed and strength of fucking. I couldn't believe it. How could they fuck so hard? My heart was heavy. I didn't know what to do. Susan suddenly screamed again, and wrapped her arms and legs even tighter about his black body. She was arching her back, thrusting her cunt. He, in turn, was pounding her sensitive little pussy like a mad man, intent on destroying my angel. He suddenly raised up and slammed his cock into her deepest reaches. "Where?" he commanded. "WHERE, GODDAMIT, WHERE?" Just before she exploded in ecstasy, she stared at his face and whispered "What do you mean where?" He glared at her, his body ramming even harder. "WHERE THE GODDAM HELL ALMIGHTY DO YOU WANT MY CUM?" Her eyes popped open, and she in turn screamed, "IN MY CUNT! CUM INSIDE ME! FILL MY WHORE CUNT WITH YOUR BLACK SEMEN! GIVE ME YOUR BABY! I WANNA CARRY YOUR BLACK BABY! I'M YOUR WHORE WIFE, FUCK ME AND CUM IN ME, DEEP, GODAMMIT! FUCKING IMPREGNATE MY WOMB! They came together in a crash of exploding orgasms, words not possible, writhing and fucking and sobbing. I slipped off the bed and went to the bathroom. I deposited my dinner in the bowl, crying and sobbing and feeling so broken, so abandoned, so useless. Could I even avoid suicide? I truly did not know. I crawled to the guestroom and pulled myself to the bed. I continued to sob. After some time, I heard the door opening, soft footsteps to the bedside. "Jeff? Are you okay, Honey? What's wrong, why are you sobbing so?" I could not respond. I was too weak to even turn over. I heard a male voice. "How is he? I hope we didn't hurt him. I never would have done this if I had known he would respond like that!" They lay down each side of me. Susan cradled my head to her breasts, soothingly stroked my arms. I snuffled. "I guess I'm out of the picture now, huh? I have never seen you get so aroused before, so given to a man. I know you have never lost yourself in me like that. And your language was so demeaning, I knew when you began talking you were lost to me." "Oh, Darling, nothing has changed. I think I got so hot because one of my fave fantasies was being well fulfilled. Anthony is a good lover, but nowhere near your league. You'll always be my guy, my one and only love!" I looked at her. "Guess I got carried away! I've never felt so worthless when you were being fucked by another man!" Anthony broke in. "Was it because I am black? Because of our words?" I nodded in the affirmative to both. They both caressed me, soothing me with soft words. I felt like a shit, and told them so. They both chuckled at me, and Susan kissed my cheek. Anthony turned my head and kissed my lips gently, soothingly. "Jeff, you do have a fantastic wife, and I have enjoyed her tremendously, but those words were strictly passion, not truth. I should have warned you I am noted for dirty, demeaning talk during fucking, and can't really control it!" Susan added, "And I joined right in! His words did incite me to the same, and I got carried away, too." I apologized to both, and told them I was sorry I took the wrong meaning. They forgave me for my wrong ideas, and we returned to the bedroom. "Shall we call it a night?" asked Anthony. "That was an emotionally tiring event!" "No!" I jumped up, "Please, don't let me ruin this. If you two want, I can go to a motel tonight, let you get it on!" "Don't you dare!" shouted my wife. "You are a part of this, and you ARE staying!" I know when to change the subject. "Brandy, anyone?" They laughed. We retired to the den and again enjoyed the fine wine. Susan was sitting in a chair, Anthony on the sofa, I in another chair. Susan looked at Anthony for a bit, then turned to me. "Honey, do me a big favor. I want to watch and experience you eating Anthony's cum from my cunt! I want to watch you swallow a black man's cum!" Anthony smiled at her. I moved to my wife, and she spread her legs. Her hairy cunt was drenched in cum. I kissed the gooey mess, licked her bush clean, then began licking her slit. "Fuck, you're not doing it right! Suck that cock juice from me! Suck it out!" I began sucking her fuck hole. She moaned and lay back. Anthony moved beside her and stuck his tongue into her mouth. She sucked it noisely, and grasped his already-hard cock. I was swallowing mouthsful of his cum, amazed at how much he had dumped into my wife's cunt. Finally, she was empty and clean. They continued to french-kiss, fondling each others' sex organs. I lay back on the floor and rested. They continued to kiss for a bit, then Susan rose to go clean up. Anthony gripped my cock. "Man, you have one terrific wife! Her pussy is wonderful, even better than my wife's! I have never cum so hard as I did in Susan's cunt! It was really hot watching you eat me out of her! Susan returned, and we sat separately, sipping more brandy and idly chatting. I spoke up, "This is supposed to be a loving time; why don't you two sit together and get warmed up again?" Susan asked, "Are you sure you are okay with that?" "Sure!" I said. "Sorry again for my negative reaction!" Susan joined him on the sofa, cuddling to him. He put an arm about her and kissed her. She stroked his cock, it again sturdily prepared for battle. She spread her legs, inviting his fingers to caress her folds. They kissed deeply, obviously back in the heat with each other. I observed, chastened by my earlier reaction. Susan asked him to lie on the sofa on his back. She climbed atop him, reversed for her mutual suck. She lowered her lips to his cock, and swallowed it in one move. He groaned, then slipped his tongue into her wet pussy. They continued to orally love each other with much gusto, obviously enjoying their coupling. At least, with their mouths full, there was no dirty talk! By now, I was back to normal. They went on this way for some time, their hands busy on each other's ass cheeks. Susan tickled his scrotum, giving him added action. Then, she slipped off his cock and grunted her release. She spasmed and shook for a full minute, then rested a bit. "Oh fucking hell!" she whispered. Soon, she again swallowed the black object of her desire, and in a few moments, he arched his back and gasped. Susan slipped her mouth off his cock and jerked him into her open mouth. She swallowed four shots, then sucked the rest from him. She had to swallow about three more times to get it all. "Fuck, Anthony!" she gasped. "You sure know how to show a woman a good time! Let's take another breather!" That meant more brandy as Susan sat between his legs and licked his balls. She smiled at me and asked, "Honey, come over and jack him off as I lick. I think he will like that!" I moved beside him, and slid my hand up and down his again hard cock. He leaned to me and kissed me deeply. I sucked his tongue and squeezed him. He grasped my cock and we continued to pleasure each other. Susan was looking up at us with love in her eyes. She was so sweet! Susan then climbed on his lap, straddling his thighs. They continued to kiss as she slowly lowered her sweet cunt onto his cock. They both sighed as she slid to the bottom, their pubic hair mashing together. She slowly raised her cunt, then lowered herself again. Soon, she was slapping her thighs against his as she fucked her lover in deep passion. I was again watching my wife fuck her black lover to her heart's content, enjoying the coupling with obvious delight. Anthony still held my cock, now bouncing with my wife's fucking. Susan stopped, looked at me, and asked, "Darling, you wanna fuck my ass as Anthony enjoys my cunt?" "Sure!" I replied. I know she loves dp with a passion. She had me sit in a chair, and she sat reversed on my lap. "Now slide that wonderful cock into my ass, Sweet!" I did so, and she sighed in pleasure. "Okay, Anthony Lover, come here and fuck my pussy and feel his cock in my ass!" Anthony moved to her, bent, and slipped his cock home. I felt it slide along her cunt wall to the end. Now, she had me fuck her ass in opposite direction to him fucking her cunt. She gripped his body and swooned. "I fucking love two cocks at once, Guys! I want both of you to cum in me, fill my hungry holes with baby sauce. Fuck me hard, godammit, make me cum, make me lose it!" We did, pounding into her holes like men gone wild. She screamed, she sobbed, she dragged her nails along his back. We continued to fuck her savagely for some time, when Anthony shouted he was cumming. I felt his cock pulse as it dumped his juice into her cunt. That did it for me! I gripped her tits and jammed my cock deeply into her bowels. I shot so much cum into her asshole, due to all the stimulation from the evening. Susan swooned into my arms as Anthony sank to the floor. "Oh fuck, you guys are too much! Damned glad you aren't around more, Anthony, you two would have me fucked to death!" Anthony groaned, "Nope, sorry, one time thing you know, but it sure has been one helluva trip!" Susan again spoke. "Okay guys, now the black guy gets to put his cock into the white guy!" Anthony laughed. "How you want it?" he asked me. "How you wanna suck my cock?" I smiled, "Would love for you to fuck my face! Let me lie on the couch!" I did, my head on a pillow. Anthony straddled my chest, his purple cock head against my mouth. I opened and took him in. He tasted like Susan's pussy! I sucked him deep, grasping his ass cheeks as I did. Soon, he grabbed my hair and began moving his cock in and out. I stopped moving, giving him control. This is what I love about sucking another man; give him complete control and let him fuck me as he wishes. Soon, he was fucking so deeply I began gagging and choking. He was unrelentant; his cock head slammed into my throat again and again. He looked down into my face. "That's it, you white cock sucker! Let me fuck that dirty mouth. That's all you whities are good for, cum dump for real men, BLACK men! Suck my good cock, a BLACK cock! Take it, you white whore. You male slut! Call yourself a man? Hell, you aren't even good enough to suck black cock, but I'll let you. Gonna shoot my seed way down that fucking white throat, make you gag and puke. Best not puke on the black man, Cunt, or I'll whip your ass! I impregnated your bitch wife, filled her womb with black seed, now she's gonna have my black baby! How you like that, cock sucker? Gonna complain? Who to?" He tilted his head back and laughed a screeching, whore-fucking noise as his cock slammed into my throat. I could barely breathe; my head was swimming. Suddenly, he gripped my hair even tighter, and jammed his cock all the way in. "Gonna choke the shitting life outa your white, useless self! Your gonna eat so much black cum you'll shit your pants! Now swallow this load of REAL man sauce! Swallow, godammit!" His cock went all the way down; my face was buried in his wiry pubic hair. I felt faint; my eyes rolled back. Then, he grunted and I felt a huge wad of thick syrup shoot down my throat. Four more times he expunged a large load of his cum into me, then held his cock as deep as possible for a bit as I struggled for breath. Finally, he pulled out and stood. I choked and gasped, then rolled to the side and puked cum all over the carpet. He laughed. I saw Susan run to his side, hugging and kissing him. "Oh god, what a man! You sure showed this wimp what a real man is! You really fucked his throat! God, oh how I love you, you wonderful fuck!" I reverted back to earlier and figured, no PRAYED that this was part of her act. They went arm in arm to the kitchen. I was beat; reclined on the sofa, still swallowing black man's cum. Susan peeked in the door. "Wanna sandwich, Darling? We're starved!" I stumbled to join them. Susan was on his lap, kissing between bites of food. He looked at me. "Enjoy your mouth fuck? I choked a 'Yes', then made a sandwich. I sat quietly, enjoying the food. My throat was raw, and I was still coughing up cum. The two of them looked at me, smiling. I grimaced back. "Honey," she said, "It was all in fun, wasn't it, Lover? Anthony wanted you to enjoy giving him a good cock sucking! I sure enjoyed it! Did you?" I nodded and finished my sandwich. "Honey" Susan said, "There's just one more thing, remember? I want Anthony to fuck your ass like the cock sucking whore you are, and fill it with more of his wonderful cum!" I groaned. "You promised!" she pouted. "Please let Anthony fuck your useless ass, then we'll retire!" We returned to the bedroom. I got on the bed on all fours. Susan corrected me. "Not that way, I want you the way all whores get fucked! On your back, legs raised, grunting your enjoyment!" Bitch! I rolled over and spread my legs. Anthony mounted me and slammed his cock into my manpussy. I screamed in agony. No lube, no foreplay! "Shut the fuck up, pussy man! Take it like the cunt you are. You're MY cunt now, got it? Take my fuck and my cum like the man you aren't!" He laughed hilariously. I didn't see the humor. Susan kneeled by his side, sucking his tongue. "Fuck the pussy, My Love! Make him see that only YOU are the man here! Punish his sorry ass with a hard fucking! Make him scream! Make me cum with love for you!" I was crying again, partly from the agony of his cock up my ass, but mostly because my loving wife was again humiliating and belittling me to him. "Oh quit crying, you baby! Can't you stand a little fuck? I sure took it, several times, and I want more. I want Anthony to be my MAN, godammit! Anthony, will you move here and take over as the man? Pussy here can be our gopher, clean and cook while we fuck our eyeballs out! Will you do that, Lover? Will you let me be your whore cunt? I'll fuck your friends, if you say so. I'll fuck anybody you say. You can sell my slut cunt to any man willing to pay. Want that, Darling? Want me to be your fuck slave, your whore, your cunt? Just say the word, my man, and I am yours! Will your wife want to join? I can eat her pussy, make her happy. But, she gets none of your cock! That's all MINE! Do I make myself clear?" Anthony slammed his cock painfully into my bowels and unleashed a wave of cum into me. Where the hell does he make all that cum? He has dumped a hell of a lot into both of us. He climbed off, and Susan jumped onto him, wrapping her arms and legs about his hard body. She kissed him deeply, and repeated her undying love. They left me to drink more brandy. I just lay there. Later, they returned. Susan came to me. "Baby, just one more job, then you can rest. I'm gonna kneel and suck my man's wonderful cock. YOUR'E gonna get behind him, spread his ass cheeks, and lick his asshole for all you're worth! Now, get cracking!" I groaned and rose. She was already sucking him. I did as she ordered; knelt, spread them, and ran my tongue along his ass crack. Then, I pushed my face into that crack, and licked furiously into his tight ass hole. He shuddered and groaned. Susan asked, "Is he doing it right, Lover, Is he sucking your asshole good enough? Want me to beat his ass so he'll do it better? I want you to be happy, My Darling!" He grunted his pleasure, and I heard her resume sucking. He lasted a hell of a long time. My tongue was getting raw and tired. I decided licking a man's asshole wasn't so bad after all. I could get used to it. Maybe Susan would keep me around as an asshole licker and cum dump. Finally, I felt his ass cheeks tighten, and with a grunt he found release. His asshole tightened on my tongue, then he moved away. Susan kissed him deeply, then looked at me. "Sorry, ass lickers don't get kisses, especially when they aren't really men!" she leered. I wanted to die right there. My Wife Goes Black Suddenly, I realized I had been asleep, and someone was shaking me. I heard a distant voice. "Honey, wake up! It's time for breakfast! Bacon and eggs! Rise and shine!" I rolled over and looked at her. I was dreaming, perhaps. "I thought you don't kiss asshole lickers!" I said. "What? What are you saying? Too much brandy?" "Where's Anthony?" "Don't you remember? He left after you became so sad when I fucked him. He didn't want to cause any trouble!" "You didn't fuck him more? Suck him? Humiliate me more?" She laughed, "Nope, just lay here with you and slept!" "Okay!" I stated, "But no more black lovers, girl!" She smiled as she left the room. "That was the deal! No more!"