5 comments/ 70434 views/ 2 favorites Pam's Chocolate Fantasy By: coppered It all started as sort of a joke. During one of the many long boring days I spent at home while my husband was at work, I was surfing the web and just for fun, ventured into a chat room with a guy who identified himself only as "Mike." My new "pen pal" told me that he was a young black professional and that he enjoyed playing with computers and chatting on the web during his idol time. To my complete surprise, I found that Mike and I had a great deal in common and before I knew it, we had conversed for several interesting hours and even exchanged email addresses. Although I considered what I was doing to be harmless fun, to keep our conversations on the sly, I gave Mike the address to an email account that my husband didn't know existed. While I was and still am happily married and had never seriously considered having an extramarital affair, I actually felt like I had developed somewhat of a crush on Mike and figured there was no point in creating any jealousy. Although I had never really been attracted to black men, for some reason I took an almost instantaneous interest in Mike. All right, I do have to admit that over the years, I had occasional thoughts about what some of the large awesome looking black cocks I had seen on porno flicks and heard so much about from a few of my more daring friends. On a few rare occasions, I had even fantasized about how one would feel in my tight little pussy, but never in my life had I ever seriously considered having an interracial affair, at least not up until now that is. Over the period of the next few weeks Mike and I continued to engage in our daily long-winded conversations, our subject matter becoming increasingly daring and more sexual explicit with the progression of time. What surprised me was just how hot our conversations made me. On several occasions I had to change my panties before my husband came home, fearing that my dampness would seep through my clothing. What started off as a joke had transformed me into an almost instant nymphomaniac. Never letting on to what I was doing, I virtually wore my husband out on a nightly basis. My sexual appetite had become almost insatiable. While I have never been unhappy with my husband's performance in bed, I couldn't deny the fact that found myself thinking more and more about what it would feel like to have a longer and thicker cock in my pussy, more specifically, Mike's cock. After a week of me wanting daily sex, my husband Rich finally asked what had gotten into me. Jokingly, I told him that I was a little younger than he was and that I was just being my normal horny self. With his inquiry out there and our little laugh over my silly response, I finally mustered up to courage to ask him how he felt about "accessorizing" our sex life. With his hesitation indicating obvious shock, I through the blanket up over my head to cover my blushing face as a big lump formed in my throat. I couldn't believe what I had just done. After a seemingly endless period of silence and to my complete surprise, Rich finally replied, asking inquisitively, "Do you mean you want to try some toys or are you talking about swinging?" My heart nearly jumped out of my chest in response to his question. While initially shocked by his response, I had obviously gained a lot of momentum and wasn't going to let my sudden onset shyness cause me to loose it. "Well," I said in a weak voice, fighting the now huge lump in my throat, "both I guess," I finally replied, suddenly overcome by a wave of embarrassment. "What kind of toys do you want to try?" he asked, obviously liking my answer, but avoiding the subject matter surrounding the second component of his question and my obviously unexpected response. "I'm not sure," I sheepishly replied, "I'll have to look and think about it some." With that we both jumped out of bed and I logged onto the computer, launching a search for on line sex toy catalogs. To my delight, there were lots of sites to pick from, many with huge inventories. What I still can't believe was how the act of just looking at the vast array of interesting "marital aides" made us both instantaneously hot. Before I knew it, we were back in bed and I had Rich's cock buried in me for the second time that night. I couldn't believe it! My husband seemed to like the idea of bringing some toys into our bedroom as much as I did. Why in the hell didn't we do this a long time ago?? It was after the third day of a rather intense session of "cyber sex" with Mike that our on-line play progressed to a new and definitely more serious level. "Gotta go for now", he typed, abruptly cutting off our hottest session ever prematurely. "Check your email, I sent you a surprise." After reluctantly signing off, I opened my mailbox where I found a message with subject line that said "I want to meet you sometime" with a small power point attachment. Opening the first of the three slides, I found myself looking at a very attractive and well dressed black man that I assumed was Mike. The second slide was a photo of the same man wearing nothing but a sexy pair of jogging shorts, his well muscled and athletically toned body well illustrated. With my heart pounding in my chest, I opened the third and last slide in the set. As I figured, it was a photograph of Mike, completely in the nude. What I couldn't believe was that he was holding a sign saying "Its Your Turn Now Pam". The third photo like the others, was a very high quality image that illustrated his frontal anatomy in great detail. I gasped when I saw what I could easily describe as the most awesome looking cock I had ever laid my eyes on. Even in its limp state, it seemed to heavily hang downward, reaching a distance that seemed almost half way to his knees. Sitting on top of the thick chocolate colored shaft was a pinkish colored head that sported a prominent and very awesome looking raised rim. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I immediately saved the file onto a disk and deleted the incriminating email. The power point file was definitely a keeper, if nothing else, it was a great conversation piece to show the girls. I couldn't get my mind off of it. The mere thought of that thick, chocolate-colored shaft with its prominent network of underlying veins and that widely flared head made me almost immediately, uncontrollably hot. With my frustration over Mike cutting our session short and the realization that I would probably never encounter a magnificent tool like his in real life, I decided that the next best thing would be a high quality realistic dong. Opening one of the on-line catalogs Rich and I had bookmarked the night before; I launched a search of the inventory for realistic dongs and was quite pleased when I drew up a list of over 20 models. Pursing through the section from top to bottom, my eyes quickly fixed on a black model with balls that was advertised as being molded from the real thing. Pulling up the description, I found that it was 10 inches long and tapered from 1 3/4 inches thick at the tip to a hefty 2 1/2 inches near the base and was constructed from what was described as very realistic-feeling silicon material. Equally attractive was that the large balls were actually a reservoir that could be filled with liquid and squeezed to expel their contents through the tip "at the heat of the moment." To get an idea of just how big 2 1/2 inches actually were, I grabbed a ruler from my desk drawer. I gasped and felt my knees grow weak beneath me when I saw just how wide 21/2 inches actually was. Never in my life had I ever dreamed of putting something that thick between my legs. Just thinking about it made me almost instantly wet and giggly. It was expensive, but I just had to have it. Picking up the phone and my credit card, I soon had one on its way to me. To assure that the order arrived early (and before Rich got home), I even paid an additional rush charge. Although he seemed to like the idea of sex toys, I really didn't think he would understand my boldly suggestive and expensive selection. The mere thought of having my possession it made me hot. I couldn't wait for its arrival! It was about 10:30 the next morning when I heard a delivery truck pull into the driveway. Upon opening the door, the driver presented me with a plain looking box with a non-descript address of origin. "Thank you" I said as I took the box and signed the delivery receipt. Upon closing the front door, I eagerly ran upstairs to the bedroom and opened the package with the enthusiasm of a kid at Christmas. My heart nearly jumped out my chest as I reached in to remove the packing and my hand came in contact with a soft and nicely textured 8-inch long penis-shaped jelly vibrator; one of the several freebies that the vendor through in with the order. Despite it being much smaller than what I ordered, it was longer than any cock I had ever touched. I could feel a tinge of wetness build within me as I fondled it and imagined what it would feel like in my pussy or perhaps even my ass. Setting the vibrator aside, I reached further into the box and at last, withdrew the plastic container that housed my new pet cock I gasped at the sight of it, its absolutely huge dimensions and overwhelmingly realistic features made me instantly wet between the legs. I had to try it and I had to try it now! Rich wouldn't be home for several more hours so I knew I had plenty of time to play with it. Removing it from the package, I was instantly mesmerized by its very realistic appearance and feel. I ran my fingers up and down the velvety smooth 10 inch shaft a few times as if giving it a hand job, feeling my cunt growing wetter by the minute as I fantasized about fondling Mike's big member as I readied it for penetration into my hot little box. I almost came just thinking about it. Following the suggestions that came in the package, I first warmed the big shaft a glass of hot water. After waiting the recommended 5 minutes, I ripped off my shorts and panties, fixed the monster to a wooden chair with its suction cup base, coated the head and shaft with KY jelly and at last, straddled it with my legs spread wide. With my eyes fixed on slide number three, I guided the head to my slit and slid the length of the shaft back and forth through my wetness a few times, savoring its realistic feel and warmth. Growing hotter by the second, I finally positioned the large mushroom shaped head at my opening and slowly lowered myself down onto it. As soft involuntary moan escaped my lips as I felt the thick head slide between my swollen lips and push its way into my hot tunnel. In an instant, felt my vaginal muscles spasm around the thick shaft, sending waves of intense pleasure though my body. I had never experienced such fullness in all my life and I hadn't taken in much beyond the head. Closing my eyes with my eyebrows arched in an expression of pure pleasure, I continued my slow descent onto the thick shaft, pressing it further and further into my cunt as I reveled in the sensation of my insides being rearranged by the large invader. I couldn't believe it was going in and how absolutely incredible it felt in my pussy. Large amounts of my hot slippery fluid streamed down the big shaft, coating its surface 'til it glistened with my wetness as it probed deeper and deeper into my hungry twat. Looking downward, I gasped with excitement at the appearance of my widely stretched lips gripping onto the chocolate colored shaft. It looked so incredibly hot that it caused me to experience an almost instant orgasm. Closing my eyes once again, I pulled out slightly and then pushed down a little harder. My body began to shudder and an involuntary moan escaped my lips as I felt my crotch stretch even wider. I had now taken two thirds of its length and the sensation was to say the least out of this world. Greedily wanting it all, I pressed down yet harder but was stopped by a sudden tinge of pain. As much as I wanted it, my untrained body wasn't quite ready for its full size, at least yet. Pulling back slightly, I slowly started to work the top 2/3 of the lush chocolate shaft in and out of my dilated and well-lubricated channel. To my surprise after just a few minutes of riding the big cock, I felt yet another intense orgasm begin to build within me. I couldn't believe it; I was already going to cum for a second time. Several loud moans and gasps escaped my lips as my orgasm came to a rapid and very intense peak, causing me to push down hard onto the large intruder, finally taking it all the way in. I nearly blacked out from the intense pleasure that shot through my body as my vagina gripped the thick base of the phallus as if trying to milk it for all it was worth. When I opened my eyes and looked down, I could see only the large balls that were now tightly seated up against my wet crotch. I couldn't believe I had taken it all and how absolutely incredible it felt. I didn't want to move. I almost wished that I could leave it seated in place indefinitely! After allowing my body to adjust to its full size, I slowly started rocking my pelvis on the big shaft using the balls under my butt as a fulcrum. As I rocked back and forth I could feel the flared head pushing up beyond the level of my belly button. The sensation was out of this world. Raising myself up slightly, I started to slowly work the big phallus in and out of my very aroused and very wet vagina, gradually increasing both the length and tempo. To my surprise, before I knew it, I was riding the entire ten inches, giving myself the best internal massage I had ever experienced. Orgasm after orgasm erupted from the depths of my soul, overtaking my body like never before. After about five minutes and I don't how many orgasms, I finally collapsed on my chair from shear exhaustion, hot, sweaty and panting, but at last, completely satisfied. It was the two days later when Mike and I finally hooked up on line again. As usual, our conversation started casual but rapidly turned explicitly sexual. "How did you like your surprise" he asked me inquisitively. "I loved em," I replied, "I would really like to see more." "You can see all you want," he quickly replied, "meet me in person and you can do more than just look." "Besides that, I'm still waiting, it's still your turn, remember." I didn't know what to do. I didn't have any nude photos of myself and didn't know if I could send them even if I did. Upon sensing my hesitation he quickly asked, "Do you have a web cam?" I never thought of using my web cam. With that, I could send a live image that he wouldn't have as a permanent file. While still difficult for me, the idea of using the web cam was somehow easier to stomach than sending a photo and for some strange reason, was actually erotic to me. What would be the harm, I thought to myself as if trying to justify my sudden desire, he doesn't even know where I live. Typing "just a minute, I will be right back," I got up and prepared for my little erotic adventure. Still hot from our provocative chat and suddenly wanting to give him a show to remember, I dropped all of my clothes, reached into my nightstand drawer, withdrew my toy from its hiding place and warmed it in a glass of hot water. Taking the next step towards utilizing its full potential, I filled the large reservoir to the brim with a mixture of warm water and thick lubricant to prepare a mixture that had the consistency of semen. With my dong in position on my chair and my pussy dripping with desire, I typed the line "This is what I want to do to you!" and flipped on my web cam. Originally wanting to remain anonymous, but yet give him an eye full, I positioned the cam so that he would see me only from the neck down. While still somewhat nervous, I leaned back and closed my eyes as I slowly coated the surface of the large chocolate colored dong with lubricant as if giving it a hand job. I almost came just thinking about what I was about to do as I guided the thick head to my slit and eased it between the petals of my inner lips. Trying to forget about the web cam, I positioned the tip of the big cock at my opening and slowly lowered myself onto it, working my torso up and down as more and more of the thick shaft disappeared into my hungry cunt. In an instant, the welcome sensation of pressure developed in my crotch as I felt my vagina stretching to accommodate the over-sized intruder. The sensation was out of this world, the intense pleasure causing me to completely focus all of my attention on myself as I momentarily forgot that I was on camera. A moan of ecstasy escaped my lips as I felt the thick shaft work its way deeper and deeper into my pussy. As I felt the flared head finally push up against a deep sensitive spot that up 'til then I didn't know existed, copious amounts of my own slippery fluid ran down the chocolate colored shaft and onto the simulated balls. Engulfed in heated lust, with my eyes closed and my right hand kneading my left tit, I pushed down hard, taking the full length of the shaft into my widened tunnel. Upon feeling the bulbous base push up against my butt, I reached down beneath my neatly trimmed triangular pubic mound, frantically massaging my clit with my left hand as I furiously worked the full length of the big cock in and out of me. Within minutes, I felt a tremendous orgasm building within me and my body began to shake uncontrollably. As my orgasm reached a peak, a loud moan escaped my lips as I impaled myself forcefully onto the thick phallus and squeezed the sac, sending loads of the hot thick simulated cum deep inside me until it over flowed onto the base of the chocolate-colored shaft and balls. As I came, I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth; my vagina clamping down so tightly around the big cock that I lifted the back legs of the chair off the floor. As what I can easily call the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced came to an end, I slowly rose up from the chair withdrawing the big cock from widened channel. As the head emerged with an ominous pop, gobs of hot thick "cum" dripped onto and ran down my tan shapely thighs. Sitting back on the chair with the cock resting on the outside of my crotch, I suddenly remembered the web cam. Wanting to give Mike at least a glimpse of what I looked like, I readjusted its focus to my upper body and gave him a simulated kiss. As a parting shot, I removed the cock from its anchor point, raised it to my mouth and sensuously engulfed the big head with my lips. As I gently squeezed the balls as if giving it a blowjob, a large volume of the simulated cum shot from the tip and overflowed from my mouth, running down my chin and dripping down onto my tits. With that, I cut off the cam and returned to the keyboard. Getting back to the chat box, I asked Mike how he liked my live show, but to my surprise got no immediate reply. Little did I know at the time, Mike had simultaneously taken himself over the edge while watching my little peepshow and was busy cleaning up the aftermath! Finally after waiting nearly five minutes, he replied with a big "That was incredible" immediately followed by "I think your ready for the real thing, would you please meet me sometime?" Not wanting to burn my bridges with a solid "no," I finally replied with "Maybe." While I really don't want to jeopardize my marriage or worse yet endanger myself by meeting with someone I do not know, I cannot deny the overpowering lustful desire I have developed for this guy. The mere thought of taking Mike's magnificent cock into my vagina and feeling his hot sticky cum filling my every void makes me so hot I can hardly stand it. At the time of this writing, I am still torn, but the more he asks and the more I think about it, the more I want to do it. If I can somehow get my husband's permission and devise measures to assure my safety, I would really like to spend a night in bed with him. (Stay tuned for that story if it happens and it very well could. Considering Rich's "swapping" gesture, he obviously has thought about letting me do someone else). Until then that happens, my new dildo is going to have to take care of all my chocolate desires. Pam's Chocolate Fantasy Ch. 02 I still can’t believe that he went for it. It was during one of our many recent sessions of bedroom play that Rich made another hint of his desire to try swinging. Once again, I called him on it, but this time more explicitly. “I bet your all bluff,” I said teasingly, “You could never handle the thought of me being intimate with someone else and you know it.” “I don’t know,” he quickly replied, “I think I could handle it as long as it didn’t go to far and you filled me in with all the juicy details, actually, it may be kind of exciting.” “Get out of here,” I said jokingly,” You can’t be serious.” I replied, sensing that he had actually considered it and may have even fantasized about me having sex with another guy. “Actually I have been thinking about it for some time now and the thought of it always turns me on. Of course you know however, that turnabout is fair play and I’m not so sure that you could handle me receiving my end of the deal” I hesitated, he was right, I would a tough time handling the idea of him with another woman, but I was going to have to if I wanted to follow through on the fantasy that I had up til now maintained as a deeply hidden secrete. “What do you mean by not letting things go too far,” I asked inquisitively, testing the water to see how far I could go and still be within the boundaries of what he considered acceptable. “I wouldn’t want either of us to become emotionally involved or to do anything else that could hurt our relationship,” he replied. “So there wouldn’t be any limits on what I could do physically,” I asked, my excitement suddenly more than obvious. “No” he quickly replied. “It sounds like you have given this some serious thought,” I said jokingly. “Yes I have and while I don’t understand why, it really makes me hot. It sounds like also like the idea and may in fact be more excited about it than I am, do you have something in mind?” I froze for a second, it was now or never. Rich had just given me the perfect opportunity and if I ever wanted to act upon my fantasy, I would probably never have a better chance. “Well, I sort of do,” I finally said in a weak tone of voice, trying to conceal my sudden bashfulness. “Are you going tell me about it, or just sit there, I’m all ears,” he asked excitedly. I paused for a few seconds as I tried to overcome my sudden embarrassment. There was no way out of it now. I would have to tell him. “There’s this guy I know who has asked me out a few times, but I of course have never given into him.” “Really?” Rich responded inquisitively, obviously somewhat shocked over my little piece of news. “Do you like him, does he turn you on, were thinking about cheating on me or worse yet leaving me for him?” “No way,” I quickly responded. “I told you that I never even considered going out or doing anything else with him. He simply asked me out, and yes, I do find myself physically attracted to him, but that’s as far as it goes. Now that you brought this up, I thought I would tell you about it. Perhaps this would be a good place to start experimenting with your swinging idea.” At last I had done it, the cat was finally out of the bag and my secrete desire at last out in the open. While still very much nervous, I felt relieved that I had finally let him in on my well concealed fantasy; a fantasy that I might add, had been secretly torturing me for weeks. Rich suddenly became quiet as he digested and obviously considered what I said. “Alright,” he finally responded, “But you have to tell me everything you do, and remember, turnabout is fair play.” I couldn’t believe it; Rich had just given me permission to have sex with another man. At last, I was going to be able to live out my fantasy. I couldn’t wait until next time Mike asked me to meet him. I call his bluff and agree to meet him at the next opportunity. While I still had a few details to work out, I knew that it was finally going to happen. I was excited and the thought of it made me almost instantly hot. Reaching out for Rich, his huge hard-on quickly conveyed to me that he found the idea almost as exciting I did. Peeling off his underwear, I gave him the best blowjob I ever had right then and there, swallowing, his huge load in a single gulp. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind me doing that to some other guy,” I asked teasingly while lying on my stomach still close to his crotch while I teasingly licked my lips. “Nope” he replied with a grin. To my delight, the excitement of our provocative conversation and erotic thoughts almost instantly restored his hard-on and my blowjob had just extended his staying power. A short time later he raised my ass in the air and pushed the entire length of his rock hard cock into my wetness with one powerful thrust before pounding away at my pussy for nearly an hour. Before the night was over, he had given me two spectacular orgasms and dumped a huge load of cum deep into my waiting cunt. “How about that,” I asked jokingly as he pulled his wet cock from my channel. “Nope,” he responded. Despite it being late and both of us having to get up early the next day, Rich and I made love two more times that night, each time resulting in at least one earth-shattering orgasm for me and a load of his cum in my pussy. I guess you could say that our sex life had dramatically improved overnight. I still can’t believe the profound affect that our dirty talk and our mischievous planning had on both of our libidos. I could only imagine how hot things would get when I gave him the details on what it was like getting fucked by Mike! It was during the next afternoon that our plan would finally become a reality. I had just logged onto my computer and was checking my email when I received an instant message from Mike, asking me to join him in a private chat room. With my heart pounding, I quickly logged in and as usual, we almost immediately engaged in a session of hot cyber sex. Trying to provoke him to ask that same question he had been asking me for weeks, I told him that I would really like to see some more hot pictures of him. My tactic worked like a charm, in an instant, he replied with the same old line, “Why don’t you meet with me and you’ll be able to see whatever you want?” I hesitated as a big lump formed in my throat, wanting to respond but suddenly held back by my girlish inhibitions. Finally giving in to my deep seated desire, I typed in a simple “OK.” The effects it had on me almost made me cum on the spot. I couldn’t believe I had done it! Almost instantly, Mike replied with a question, “I’m in Houston, where are you.” My heart nearly jumped out of my chest, we were practically neighbors! “Friendswood,” I finally replied, revealing the secret that I had employed as my primary safety shield throughout our whole on line affair. “When and where would you like to meet,” he asked. “I’m not sure yet, let me get back to you on that one, why don’t you give me a call in about an hour.” “Sure baby,” he replied, “anything for you.” With that we exchanged cell phone numbers and logged out. Wanting to insure my safety, I decided that I would reserve a hotel room near a popular restaurant and first meet him for dinner. Only after thoroughly checking him out to make sure that he was honest and decent, would I go anywhere alone with him. I also thought it best to pick a meeting place near a major freeway, preferably away from both of our home areas; just in case something went horribly wrong and I had to escape. Driving out to I-45 and going north towards Houston to survey the area, I soon found a nice hotel that was very close to one of my favorite seafood chains. Stopping and getting the phone numbers for each, I headed back to my car, nervously punched in his phone number and hit send. He completely caught me off guard when he answered on the second ring with a big “Hello Pam.” Stunned by his using my name, I finally replied, “Hello Mike, its great to finally talk to you.” “It’s great to finally hear your voice also, I have been thinking about you a lot recently. I am really glad that you finally agreed to meet me face to face. Have you decided when and where yet baby?” With a huge lump forming in my throat, I finally asked “How about this Friday around seven?” “That sounds fine but you still haven’t told me where,” he said teasingly. “How about Pappadeaux off of I-45 in Webster? I will reserve a table for two under my name, meet me inside.” “That sounds great, I am really looking forward to meeting you,” he replied, “I will see you Friday night baby, by the way; dinner is on me.” With my sudden onset of shock over what I had just done, I didn’t feel quite ready to venture into heavy traffic and felt like I needed to get some air. With my knees still shaky, I walked back over to the hotel, went inside and reserved a suite with a king sized bed for Friday night. Everything was in place, I thought to myself as I excitedly walked back to my car. Now all I had to do was get through two more days of agonizing waiting. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. By the time Rich arrived at home that evening, I was so horny that I virtually attacked him. He wasn’t in the house five minutes before I had his pants down and his cock in my mouth. “Jesus Christ,” he said in total amazement, I’m glad to see you too but I sure wasn’t expecting this. What’s going on? Did you make a date with your mystery man or something?” Pulling my head back and letting go of his now rock hard cock, I replied “Yes, I set it up for Friday. If everything goes as planned and you don’t mind, I would like to spend the night with him,” I said before quickly taking his throbbing cock back into my mouth, in an attempt to cover up my sudden nervousness. Rich hesitated for a moment as if trying to swallow the huge piece of reality pie I had just shoved into his mouth. I almost didn’t want to move as I waited for his reply, fearing that he would suddenly change his mind or worse yet get mad at me for so acting so quickly on his fantastic deal. “Alright,” he finally replied, “just remember our agreement. I’ll be waiting for you here Saturday morning and I expect to hear all of the juicy details.” “And one other thing,” he added, “Be ready for some serious action on Saturday. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t plan on doing much of anything outside of our bedroom until Sunday,” he said as a devilish grin formed on his face. I couldn’t believe it; he was obviously almost as excited about this as I was. Moments later he christened my tonsils with a hot and very forcefully expelled load of his manly fluid. Things couldn’t have gone any better. I was up at the crack of dawn when Friday finally rolled around. As hard as I tried to keep myself busy that day, time seemed to move at a snails pace and my constant looking at the clock didn’t help matters any. To get myself looking my absolute best, I set up an early afternoon appointment with my stylist for a manicure, a pedicure and to have my hair trimmed and styled. Wanting my nails to look as sexy as possible, I had them painted the sexiest shade of red I could find. Looking at my fingers as she painted them, I shuddered when I thought about how nicely they would contrast that beautiful chocolate colored cock when I fondled it as I had in my many fantasies. Just the thought of it made me hot. After allowing my polish to thoroughly dry and harden under a UV light, I headed home to start getting ready for my “date”. To my surprise, Rich came home early. He said that he really couldn’t concentrate at work and finally told his boss that he didn’t feel well. The reality of his coming home was that he wanted to watch me get ready for my little outing. “Don’t worry” he said, “I’m not going to interfere, just go about your business as if I wasn’t here.” “In some weird way, watching you get ready to go out on a date with a stranger is part of my fantasy and very much a turn on for me.” I couldn’t believe my ears; Rich seemed to be getting as much into this as I was! As the seven o-clock hour finally drew nearer, I took a shower, shaved my legs and trimmed my dark bush into a neat little inverted triangle. Looking down at my art work, I smiled at the thought of how my pussy would look stuffed full of that gorgeous black cock. The mere thought of it made me shudder with lustful desire. Wanting to look as hot as I felt, I pulled a sexy white thong up over my dark bush that contrasted sharply with my tan belly and legs. I then put on my laciest low cut bra, a see-thru model which left little to the imagination. For outer garments, I decided to wear a tight fitting pair of designer jeans and my favorite red and white striped belly shirt that showed off both the figure I worked so hard to maintain and the beautiful tan I had acquired from my frequent trips to the beach on Galveston Island in my favorite bikini. With my shirt in place, I slipped in my best gold belly button ring and looked at myself in my bathroom mirror. A spontaneous devilish grin formed on my face as I got the idea to splash a palm full of my favorite perfume on my lower belly and rub it around, my hand taking it down to the level to the top of my bush. There was only one way that anyone was ever going to smell it! Wanting everything to go perfectly, I took extra time applying my makeup and curling my freshly trimmed shoulder-length dirty blond hair. With my hair and make-up complete, I put on some eyeliner and lip gloss before splashing a little perfume on my each side of my neck and behind my ears. Going back into my walk-in closet, I slipped on my hottest looking pair of white pumps and put on a sexy loose fitting gold anklet. Lastly, I removed my wedding rings and placed them in my dresser for safe keeping. I was finally ready to go. Wanting to check myself over one last time, I passed in front of my mirror and paused for a minute. I looked good and definitely ready for some action. I couldn’t wait to see what Rich was going to say. “Wow!” Rich responded immediately as I emerged from the bathroom door. “You look hot!” “Are you sure you don’t want to stay here and fool around with me,” he asked jokingly. Although I was certain that he was joking, with that comment, I stopped and looked him straight in the eye as I asked for the last time, “Are you sure that you are ok with this,” fearing that he might suddenly change his mind but at the same time, not wanting one night of sex, as bad as I wanted it, to ruin my marriage. “Yeah, I’m fine he said with a smile, just remember, your mine come tomorrow morning and when you get here, I expect a full and very detailed report. I just don’t know what I’m going to do until then.” “You’re a smart guy, I’m sure you’ll figure something out,” I said teasingly, eluding to the fact that he was almost certain to have a later visit from the infamous “Rosy Palmer”. With that I gave him a kiss goodbye and headed out to my long awaited rendezvous, my pussy growing wetter by the second at the mere thought of it. At last, my wildest sexual fantasy ever, was close to becoming a reality! I arrived at the restaurant about 10 minutes early as planned and immediately proceeded to my reserved “table for two”. Minutes seemed to drag by like hours as I continually scanned the room for my “date.” “Just keep your cool,” I muttered to myself. “You have some homework to complete before you are going anywhere alone with this guy, even if he looks as hot as he did in the photos.” I had no sooner completed my cautionary thoughts when I suddenly noticed the hostess leading a very good looking black man towards my table that I immediately recognized as Mike. The photos he sent were genuine. That was certainly a good sign, I thought to myself. I could hardly believe it; after all this time, Mike just seconds away from my reach and looking even better than he did in the photos. I was excited, but at the same time, suddenly a little shy and nervous about being there. Was I really capable of following through on what was up ‘til now just a fantasy? “Hello Pam,” Mike said to me with a smile as he approached my table and took my hand into his before looking directly into my eyes. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you also, please, have a seat,” I said, directing him to the empty chair directly across from me. With that, Mike and I conversed casually on into the night and before long, I began to loosen up and feel comfortable enough to proceed with my tough interview like questions. “Mike, excuse me for asking this next set of questions, but in this day and age, it’s something that I have to do.” “Go ahead,” he said politely. “I think I already know what you are going to ask and to be honest with you, I would have second thoughts myself about going any further with this if you didn’t.” “Ok.” I said looking down at the table. “Have you been tested for and cleared of AIDS, hepatitis and other sexually transmitted diseases. “Yes” he replied, I am a health professional and we vaccinate for Hep A and B and test for all of the other viruses of concern on a regular basis as part of our occupational health program. As far as the other STDs, I have never had any of them. Thank you for asking though. How about yourself?” “I have never had any of them either and I tested negative for HIV at my last physical.” Besides that, I’m married and we have been up til now completely monogamous.” “Great,” he said with smile, now that we’ve got that out of the way, I have one more question for you. Before he could ask, I said “Yes, I’m on the pill.” “Fantastic,” he said, I think that’s all the uncomfortable topics I needed to address, do you have any others?” Raising my brow, I shook my head “no” in response. “Fantastic,” he said with a smile. “Now that we’ve got that out of the way and have finished eating, what would you like to do next?” I sat there momentarily dazed; this was it, it was really going to happen! “Well,” I said shyly as a telltale blush came over my face, “I reserved us a king suite at the hotel across the street. I think there’s a bar on the first floor if you are not ready to go to our room yet, I’m fine with whatever you would like to do.” Why don’t we just play it by ear,” he replied, handing the check and a credit card to the waiter. After paying for dinner as promised, Mike gently took me by the hand and led me outside. Each of us drove our own vehicles across the street and parked at the hotel. At last we were at our “love nest” I thought to myself. I could hardly wait to see what would happen next. Upon entering the hotel, Mike and I both decided that a drink or two was a good idea and proceeded into the bar hand in hand as if long term lovers. Upon taking a seat together in a private and very comfy half-moon shaped booth, we each ordered our favorite drinks and continued our casual conversation as if we were old friends. As we continued to talk, Mike worked his way over to me and eventually put his arm around my shoulder. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, suddenly feeling a little strange about nestling up against a man other than my husband. “You seem a little tense baby,” he said rubbing my upper back and base of my neck with his strong hand. “You know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want too. I won’t be upset with you if we just hang out here for awhile and talk and then go home.” “I’m alright,” I quickly replied. “I have just never done anything like this before and I’m a little nervous.” “Relax baby, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want too.” Why don’t we get another set of drinks to go and head up to the room so I can give you a relaxing message?” Pam's Chocolate Fantasy Ch. 02 “Sure,” I replied nervously. “I have a better idea,” he said as if sensing my sudden apprehension. “If you’re concerned about being seen and what this may look like, why don’t you go check in and get a pair of keys. When you’re finished, come back in here, discretely slip me a key and head up to the room all by yourself to get comfortable. I will be up a few minutes later.” His idea sounded perfect. Following his advice, I checked in and then came back into the bar and sat back down at our table. After consuming another drink and talking to him a bit more, I gave Mike a key, told him our room number and proceeded up to the suite alone. This was just what I needed I thought to myself, my nervousness rapidly fading as I once again started to feel aroused at the thought of where I was and why I had come there. Lying back on the huge comfortable bed, I began thinking about my many hot sessions of cyber sex with Mike, the pictures he sent, and that fact that if I wanted it, that big cock I had fantasized over for weeks was mine for the night. In just a few short minutes, the lustful thoughts that had tortured me for weeks were once again filling my thoughts and I knew for certain that I would soon feel his cock filling my aching pussy. In a lustful fury, I peeled off my clothes and dimmed the lights; deciding that I would answer the door with nothing on but my thong my lacy bra and my white pumps. I couldn’t wait for his arrival. Despite the seemingly long time, it wasn’t more than about five minutes later when I finally heard a soft knock at the door. Come on in I said, my crotch growing wetter by the second at mere thought of what I was about to do. As Mike entered the room, I immediately threw my arms around him and we engaged in our first passionate kiss just inches inside the door, our tongues gliding sensuously over one another as our hands began to explore each others bodies. As we broke off our first kiss, I looked down at Mike’s crotch, the telltale tent in his pants telling me that my little surprise had done the trick. Within minutes Mike was rubbing the huge bulge in his pants against my damp thong. The feel of it pushing against my pussy set my skin on fire and made my body squirm almost uncontrollably with excitement. I felt like an animal in heat. Reaching out to me, Mike sensuously kneaded my breasts with his large hands through my bra before undoing the clasp and sliding the thin straps off my shoulders, allowing the lacy garment to fall to the floor. My body shuddered with excitement when I suddenly felt the cool air on my now naked torso as I stood there with my tits exposed to a man other than my husband for the first time, a stranger that I hardly knew, but never the less was going to have sex with in that very room. The mere thought of what we were about to do made my knees tremble with lustful desire. I was really going to do it; there was no stopping me now. Taking my half naked body into his arms, Mike whispered “you are beautiful” into my ear as he gently kissed his way down my neck, slowly working down towards the swell of my chest. Taking my right nipple lightly between his teeth, Mike vigorously swirled his hot tongue over its surface while massaging left breast with his muscular hand. My breathing and heart rate immediately quickened in response to his touch and I slumped backwards, attempting to give him better access to my sensitive and now very erect nipples. A soft moan of hot lustful desire escaped my lips when I felt Mike slowly run his hands down the smooth skin of my belly and at last, under my thong. My whole body trembled almost uncontrollably as I felt him slowly work his fingers through my pubic mound, finally making contact with my hot and very wet pussy. A soft moan and an almost involuntary “oh yes” escaped my lips as I felt one of his large fingers slip between my inner lips and enter my waiting vagina, slowly working its way deeper and deeper into me. I closed my eyes and gasped in response to the sensation and the thought of being fingered by a man other than my husband. I was in ecstasy. While Mike vigorously finger-fucked my hot cunt with first one and then two of his large digits, I reached out to his crotch and ran my hand up and down the huge bulge that formed in his pants. The mere feel of it made my knees grow weak beneath me. I had to see it, and even more importantly I had to feel it. Passing my hand upward to the top of Mike’s pants I undid first his belt and then the somewhat difficult single button before slowly lowering the zipper. As if sensing my next move, Mike stopped fingering me long enough to push off his shoes and with his assistance, I lowered his pants below his knees allowing him to easily step out of them. Wanting to keep up the momentum, I slide my hand under the elastic waistband of his tented briefs and pushed down, dropping them to his knees and at last uncovering what I had been longing to see for weeks. I gasped at the sight of it. Mike’s hard cock was almost as long as my dildo and at least as thick. The sight of the widely flared pinkish head and long smooth shaft drove me wild with lustful desire. Underneath his magnificent member was an equally impressive set of large heavy balls. Wanting to complete what I had started, I reached up and quickly undid the buttons of his shirt and a second later, he flicked it off his arm and onto the floor. At last, my new lover was naked, his bronze and well sculpted athletic body a sight that was sure to excite almost any women. Still working on my tits, Mike slowly and sensuously ran his hands down my sides, snagging the thin waist band of my thong with his thumbs as he teasingly kissed his way down across my belly. With my breath rate rapidly increasing with lustful desire, Mike slowly pulled the skimpy garment down my legs as he gradually dipped down onto his knees in front of me, at last pulling it down and off my legs. Pausing for a second as he presumably caught the scent of my strategically placed perfume; he sensuously tented a fold of my tan skin between his lips and gently drew it in lightly between his teeth, holding just enough pressure on it to slow its outward elastic contraction. I couldn’t believe it; he was going to go down on me right there in front of the door! Gently kissing his way across my mound and onto the hot lips of my now very aroused pussy, Mike at last eased his tongue between them and gently ran the tip across my engorged clit several times. A series of several loud moans and gasps escaped my lips as I gripped his head with my hands and uncontrollably ground my pelvis into him. Gradually increasing the pressure, Mike worked his magical tongue up and down my hot slit, giving me pleasure that was almost beyond description, pleasure like I had never experienced before. As the signs of my first orgasm made their debut, the entrance way to our room was suddenly flooded with my loud gasps, moans and heated “oh yeahs”. Mike sucked my clit hard into his mouth, letting it slip slowly back thorough his lightly clenched teeth several times while working two of his large fingers in and out of my vagina. The sensation of his combined assault on my cunt made me pant and moan uncontrollably as my body shuddered in pure unadulterated pleasure. All of this and we hadn’t even made it into the room yet, I thought to myself as my intense orgasm subsided. I couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the night had in store for me. Taking Mike’s hand in mine, I led him to the bed. Sitting down directly in front of him, completely naked except for my pumps, I took his long heavy shaft into my hands and gently stroked its entire length. Encircling as much of its diameter that I could with one hand, I slowly stroked and caressed it from base to head, my freshly manicured red nails nicely contrasting against it dark luscious chocolate color. I couldn’t believe its smooth velvety texture and how absolutely turned on it made me feel to finally be touching it. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it but knew that I would soon have to if I ever wanted to feel it where I needed it most; deep inside my aching pussy. Standing up from the edge of the bed, I nestled up to Mike’s hot body and we engaged in a very erotic French kiss. At last, the time was right. I was ready and Mike’s body language and rock hard erection clearly conveyed that he was also. Gliding slowly onto the surface of the bed, we engaged in yet another kiss. I moaned with desire as his tongue sensuously glided over mine, knowing that I was moments away from realizing my ultimate fantasy. My heart raced as I felt his warm cock head pushing up against the soft sensitive skin of my belly. I was on fire and in definite need of male attention. I could hardly stand the anticipation. Kissing my way across his cheek, I gently nibbled on his ear as I lustfully whispered, “Fuck me Mike, I want to feel your big cock inside me.” Breaking our kiss, I made the first bold move. Wanting to control the initial penetration, I gently pushed Mike onto his back and straddled his legs between mine. Raising myself up onto my knees, I took his long cock into my right hand and slowly guided the tip to my wet pussy. At last, I was finally going to get what I had longed for since the first time I had laid my eyes on it. I closed my eyes and gasped when I felt the hot tip of Mike’s cock slide between the petals of my inner lips and spontaneously position itself at my opening. Feeling the large mushroom shaped head in what I judged to be in perfect alignment, I gently pushed myself down onto it. Almost immediately, I felt a wave of intense pressure develop between my legs and I gasped an involuntary “ahhh yes!” as I felt the warm head push its way into my tight canal, stretching me like I was a virgin. Pausing momentarily, I pulled back slightly and held still for a minute while the muscles surrounding my vaginal opening stretched to accommodate his girth. To my delight, within a few seconds, my opening began to dilate and the pressure I experienced quickly gave way to a very satisfying sensation of fullness. Little by little, I very slowly worked Mike’s awesome cock deeper and deeper into my tight vagina. Each time I became accustomed to the girth and loosened up, I would push gently downward, slowly sinking more and more of his awesome tool into my hot tunnel. No words can accurately describe the intense pleasure I experienced. It felt incredibly better than my big dildo. With Mike’s cock buried about half way in me, I pulled back slightly and immediately pushed forward a little more aggressively. A loud moan escaped my lips as I felt several more inches slide into me and the hot naked tip suddenly pushed up against my cervix. With my breath rate quickening to a pant, I pushed myself down hard and to my delight, I finally felt his large heavy balls seat tightly up against my ass. At last I had it all! I couldn’t believe it. With the big head seated tightly up against my cervix, I leaned back and closed my eyes in ecstasy, gently rocking my pelvis back and forth as a series of soft moans escaped my lips. I was in heaven. Lying down on top of my new lover with his cock buried in me, Mike and I engaged in long sensuous kiss. Obviously liking the sensation of my cunt wrapped tightly around his manhood, Mike put his hands up onto my naked ass cheeks and pulled me down hard while he simultaneously pushed his pelvis forcefully upward. The sensation I experienced in my pelvic area was overwhelming, sending me into an instant orgasm that caused me to gasp and moan almost uncontrollably on top of him. I still can’t believe that he could make me cum so easily. As I came down from my first and totally unexpected orgasm, Mike suddenly sat up and with his cock still buried deep inside me, he stood up, lifting me by my widely spread legs with his strong arms as he went. As he picked me up from the bed, Mike turned around and gently laid me on my back near the edge of the bed. Lowering his torso onto me and pushing himself to the hilt into my hot tunnel, we engaged in another erotic French kiss. As our kiss continued, Mike slowly began pumping his cock in and out of my vagina, massaging my womanhood like no man had ever done before. Gone in an instant were any thoughts of husband or feelings of guilt over what I was doing. My entire focus was now centered on my pussy and my overwhelming desire to use my vagina to give Mike pleasure and bring him to complete satisfaction. After just a few minutes of Mike pumping his cock in and out of my pussy, the signs of another orgasm quickly welled up within me. Throwing my legs around his, I bucked my pelvis violently up against his crotch as my orgasm came to a head, simultaneously digging my fingers into his back as I gasped and moaned uncontrollably Never in my life had I ever been so vocal during sex, I was completely out of control. Mike held still while my vagina tightened and pulsated around his cock, allowing me to ride my orgasm out to completion without interference. As I came down from my cloud, he looked into my eyes and asked in a very sexy tone of voice “does it feel good baby.” I melted at the sound of his question. “Yes,” I gasped frantically, still panting from my intense experience, don’t stop, give me more please, I want to cum again, I want you to cum, I want you to cum inside me.” As the residual effects of my orgasm subsided and my vagina released its grip from his member, Mike once again resumed his wonderful pattern of pelvic thrusting. With my body now fully adapted to his size, I thrust my pelvis upward to meet his every stroke, savoring the sensation of his cock sliding back and forth over that special sensitive spot deep inside me. I couldn’t believe the absolutely intense pleasure that emanated from my crotch as he worked the full length of his cock in and out of me, my pussy lips gripping the shaft as if wanting to keep it in place forever. As the intensity of our lovemaking continued to escalate, the room was flooded with the sounds of my almost continuous moans and gasps and the sloppy wet sloshing sounds emanating from my crotch. Obviously liking the feel of my hot cunt, Mike raised his torso up off of me slightly and placed each of his arms under my legs, pulling them up onto his shoulders which allowed him to go even deeper into my channel. When I opened my eyes, I saw my white pumps flailing in the air as he slammed into me. Never in my life had I ever wore shoes while having sex. The sight of it made me I feel like a slutty porn star. I almost wished I had video taped our session to share with Rich. After a few short minutes of furiously pounding my pussy with the full length of his cock, I suddenly felt Mike’s thick shaft start to swell to and pulsate inside me. At last he was going to cum! Instinctively, I dug my nails into his shoulders and pulled him tightly against me, arching my back as hard as I could as I felt him swell to massive proportions inside me. Caught up in the moment and completely out of control, I lustfully hissed, “cum inside me Mike, fuck me, fuck me harder, I want to feel you come inside me.” With my invitation, Mike suddenly pushed in hard and held still as his hot thick manly fluid exploded into my waiting cunt, the large volume quickly filling me to overflow and running down into the crack of my ass. The warm wet sensation of his cum inside me instantly put me over the edge, causing my pelvis to uncontrollably buck up against him as more and more of his manly fluid flowed into my cunt. Seconds later, we both collapsed back onto the bed. At last, I had finally fulfilled my fantasy! Mike and I spent the night together but neither of us got much in the way of sleep. Before the night was over, we had made love a grand total of four times in a variety of positions including a few that I never knew were possible. I will never forget the time when we did it “doggie style” while watching a hot XXX flick on the television. After pumping what felt like his biggest load ever into my pussy, Mike withdrew his manhood from my widened channel just as a particularly hot scene had erupted on the screen and momentarily captivated my attention. As the scene ended and the room brightened with the change of setting, I looked down at my crotch just in time to see a stream of Mike’s thick white cum, mixed with my own juices; drip from my freshly fucked cunt and slowly run down my tan inner thigh. I wonder how Rich would handle this, I thought to myself lustfully, remembering how he had reminded me that “he wanted all to hear all of the juicy details”. There would definitely be plenty to tell him if he insisted on hearing it. After sleeping several hours and waking up mid morning, Mike and I took a romantic shower together that ended up in a very erotic make out session. Wanting to make the most of the experience, I slowly started kissing my way down his body, gradually working down to the awesome member that had given me a night of the most intense sexual pleasure I had ever experienced in my life. Working my way across his course public mound, I finally guided the big head of his magnificent semi-rigid organ to my mouth. Opening my mouth wide, I slowly and very gently massaged the rim with my lips and teeth while swirling my tongue over its entire surface. Cupping his balls with my left hand and stroking the big shaft back and forth with my right, his cock quickly stiffened to an incredible rock hard status. Obviously enjoying my work, Mike closed his eyes and moaned as he braced himself against the wall. Consumed by hot lust, I opened my jaw as wide as I could and began bobbing my head back and forth, taking more and more of his tool into my seemingly tiny orifice. As I continued my combined oral and hand massage of Mike’s cock, I soon felt it begin to swell and pulsate. With my excitement increasing my vigor, I quickened the pace and intensity of my massage. Seconds later Mike grabbed the sides of my head and bucked his pelvis violently forward, forcing the huge head into my throat just as the first wave of his hot salty cum erupted into my throat, forcing me to swallow to keep from chocking. Holding my breath, I furiously worked my head back and forth on his thick member, taking several inches into my tight throat with my forward strokes while squeezing his balls gently with my left hand. Mike’ cock pulsated wildly in my mouth as a seemingly endless shower of his hot manly fluid erupted in my mouth and throat and I swallowed as much as I could, the remainder overflowing onto my chin, chest and belly. I watched in complete lustful amazement as tiny beads of the whitish fluid dripped off my erect nipple and fell onto the floor of the tub, like rain dripping off of a tree leaf, its consistency thinned by our several rounds of sex the night before. The whole scene was so erotic that I nearly came without anything touching me below the waist. My God that was good,” Mike said, his body still trembling with excitement. “When can we do this again?” Not knowing what to say, I just smiled in response. Unfortunately for me, with checkout time rapidly approaching, there was no time left for any kind of reciprocal activity or even another round of sex. At least not this time, I thought to myself, giving into the fact that I had a definite desire for future encounters. It really didn’t matter all that much though, if Rich stayed true to his word, I had something waiting for me at home! Getting dressed together, we said our goodbyes and headed out of the hotel individually. When I arrived at home, to my delight, I found the house to be exceptionally clean, well organized but mysteriously quite. As promised, Rich was waiting for me in the bedroom, the blankets of our nicely made bed tented slightly by the hard-on that he probably had all night, thinking about me and what I was doing. Pam's Chocolate Fantasy Ch. 02 “You’re finally home,” he said. “I take it that things went well.” “Oh yeah,” I replied, with a smile. “It went quite well.” I hesitated for a second, suddenly feeling uncomfortable about telling my husband what I had just done with another man and how much I enjoyed it, especially since he still had no idea that the affair was interracial and that I had met my lover on line. “Well, are you gonna tell me about it?” he urged, “That was part of our deal; remember?” “Are you sure you want to hear all the details?” I asked, “I don’t want you to get all jealous on me?" "Why would I?" Rich quickly replied, obviously anxious to hear what had transpired. "Ok, I'll tell you the truth about what happened, but just remember, I warned you.” “Alright,” he said, “I’ll consider myself warned. I still want to hear about it.” “Well,” I said, “It was the most unbelievable sex I have ever had.” For a second, I thought that I had perhaps already told him more than he could handle in that he suddenly went silent. “Do you want to hear more?” I asked inquisitively. “You bet,” he replied excitedly, “I wanna hear it all. That was the whole idea behind our little experiment, wasn’t it?” “Well, I met him in a restaurant and we ate, had a few drinks and then went to a hotel room. I was nervous at first but after a bit, I was able to go through with it and we had absolutely incredible sex. Before the night was over, I let him cum inside me several times and this morning, we took a shower together and I gave him a blow job that would make the one I gave you the other night look like child’s play.” “What was he like, you know, below the waist,” he asked inquisitively. “I knew that you were going to ask me that, I replied with a smile. Let’s just say that he was very well endowed and stretched me like I was a virgin. That’s what you wanted to hear isn’t it.” “Only if it’s the truth,” he replied. “Oh, believe me, it’s the truth alright. At first I had doubts that he would even fit inside me but soon I loosened up and got into the absolutely intense pleasure he gave me, pleasure like I had never experienced before.” With that, I proceeded to tell Rich the entire story very similar to the way I told it here but before I could finish we were on bed together, both of hot with desire. Rich, who was already naked under the covers, virtually tore my clothes off of me as we remained locked in what I can easily call our most intense kiss ever. Slowly working his way down my naked neck and torso, he sucked both of my tits with a level of enthusiasm and vigor I didn’t know he was capable of, unknowingly cleaning the semidry residue of Mike’s cum from my left nipple as he did.. Working his way down my belly, he stopped momentarily to massage my belly button with his tongue, playing with my ring with his lips as he did it. My breath quickened in response to his touch. I couldn’t believe what he was about to do. Working his way down, he slowly removed my damp thong, a dampness that was attributable to both my own wetness and the lasting seepage of Mike’s cum. Kissing up my inner thighs, I spread my legs wide in anticipation of his touch but stopped him short from making contact with my cum-filled cunt. “Don’t,” I gasped, wanting him to continue but knowing why he shouldn’t. “He’s still very much down there”. Despite my warning, Rich continued his ascent and before I could react, he was lapping away at my ultra sensitive clit; causing me to cum three times before he began working his way back up my belly and on top of me. Although somewhat difficult at first, in some weird way, having my husband lick my well fucked cunt was a tremendous turn on for me. With my crotch wet from his oral assault and my vagina still stretched from my night of hot sex, Rich slid the entire length of his rock hard cock into me with one push before fucking my well used cunt with a level of vigor and enthusiasm beyond any I had known in our six years of marriage. As he drove his cock in and out of my channel, I threw my legs up around his shoulders, taking him in as deep as possible while reliving my first time with Mike in my mind. Within a few minutes, I felt the signs of an intense orgasm building within me, rapidly spreading throughout my body, causing me to gasp and moan in ecstasy as I thought about Rich’s sperm mixing with Mike’s deep inside me. To my delight, I felt his swollen member begin to pulsate wildly inside me just as I came, causing him to push himself balls-deep into my wet channel and let loose; shooting wave after of his hot thick cum deep inside me while my vagina was still pulsating in orgasmic ecstasy. Rich and I made love three more times that day, each of which culminated in my taking a huge load of hot cum deep inside my pussy. For the first time ever in our marriage, I had at least one potent orgasm with each round without the need for any supplemental oral or manual clitoral stimulation. It had seemed that my one night of unilateral “swinging” had been truly beneficial to our sex life. Who would have ever guessed that my fooling around would have had such an effect. Postscript: The story above and its precursor are both based on a real life events that took place at the said location in September, 2002. With the exception of the name changes and some descriptive embellishment, the night and everything leading up to it went exactly as described. Contrary to all the stories of black men gang banging white chicks and treating them like shit, my encounter with Mike was nothing but pleasureful for me. Throughout our evening together, Mike was very loving and erotically sensual, attending to my every need and doing everything in his power to pleasure me, something that he did quite well I must add. It was a night that I will never forget, but unfortunately, it was the last of its kind for me. Shortly after that wonderful night and the few days of Rich and my honeymoon-like bedroom play afterward, our wonderful marriage was put to the test by the fact that I thought I had become pregnant. Not knowing which of my two lovers was the father, we lived on the edge of disaster until I finally had a period and subsequently tested negative. I felt like I had dodged a bullet and I think Rich felt the same way. It was only after our recovery that I finally mustered up the courage to tell Rich that my lover had been a black man. With that tremendously stressful ordeal finally over, Rich and I have vowed to remain completely monogamous and our relationship since has been stronger and more satisfying then ever. While I still converse with Mike on line occasionally and still have occasional hot sessions of harmless cyber sex with him, I haven’t had any more sexual rendezvous with him or any one else other than my husband. Thankfully, Rich never went for his “turnabout session” that I had agreed too. Although it almost destroyed us, Rich still very much enjoys asking me explicit questions about that historic night as part our bedroom play and I of course still get hot when I talk about it. With Denise’s encouragement and help with its preparation, Rich and I agreed that we would like to anonymously to share it with the world. I sincerely hope you enjoyed it. Love Always Pam XXX Pam's Chocolate Fantasy Love Always PAM XXX