Fulfilling fantasy part1

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  1. Ukcuckwanabe

    Ukcuckwanabe Well-Known Member Gold Member

    My wife Brittney was asleep. She really got a kick out
    of the flowers I sent her this afternoon. It wasn't
    even a holiday or her birthday. Just red roses and a
    special love note written by me. It was the third
    bunch of roses I sent my wife in the past four weeks.
    Last week I took her shopping for a brand new dress.
    We stopped at this little specialty shop in the mall
    where I encouraged her to try on the most sexiest
    revealing dresses I could see hanging on the racks.

    Brittney is a size 3 petite and I had no problem
    finding dresses for her to try on until she found this
    tiny little green dress. I remember waiting patiently
    outside the dressing room. Brittney emerged wearing
    the tight little dress with a big smile on her face.
    It showed every gorgeous proportion of her gorgeous
    body. Low cleavage, short, tight. She looked stunning.

    Brittney was hesitant about allowing me to buy it for
    her. She said it was too damn sexy and revealing. She
    also pointed out to me that she would feel like a
    tramp, a whore wearing something so daring out in
    public. With a smile and a little charm plus a kiss or
    two she finally agreed to allow me to buy it for her.

    I told her how gorgeous she was and how I wanted to
    let everyone see my gorgeous wife. I was proud of her.

    We recently celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary.
    We met in college. We dated for three years and when I
    finally got a good job I asked Brittney to marry me.
    It actually came as a shock to me when she said yes to
    be honest with you.

    You see. I'm just a regular sort of guy. I'm not a
    movie star quality guy. Nor was I ever considered a
    jock. No. I'm not ugly but I have a good education and
    a good head on my shoulders. I figured Brittney must
    have seen enough good qualities in me to marry me.

    I knew for sure she was a virgin when we married. In
    college she could have had her choice of going out
    with any guy she wanted. I mean the really hot
    handsome jocks but she always turned them down one at
    a time. A few of the guys would tease me about
    Brittney. Said I must have a 12" cock or something.
    Some joked around and said I had a 7" long tongue. Of
    course. I had neither of the two.

    Especially my cock size. Measures 4" when fully erect.
    Now is that pitiful or what? You can only imagine how
    scared I was on our honeymoon. Yes. You guessed it.
    Brittney is a little old fashion so we never had sex
    until our honeymoon. It's like, should I put a bow on
    it and yell out surprise?

    To my amaze, Brittney never said a word about the size
    of my cock. I mean, she was like a young school girl
    playing with it in her hands making it as hard as she
    could. I remember how she kept starring at it and
    stroking it with her slim long fingers. I knew than
    she'd never seen a real cock before mine.

    I even thought maybe I could make her believe I was
    average or perhaps even big. Than I thought maybe
    she'd find out I was a liar and really get pissed. I
    decided not to say a word about my size. I didn't
    either. Brittney was nervous on our honeymoon. When we
    finally had sex late that first night she was
    completely satisfied with what she got. At least she
    made it appear as if she was happy that night.

    Brittney never said a word about the size of my cock.
    She seemed to enjoy what I did have to offer even
    though it wasn't any larger than my index finger. Over
    the course of time I got Brittney a present for her
    birthday on the second year we were married. It was a
    life like cock which measured 6" long and about the
    average girth of a real man. OK. I said it. A real
    man. Brittney seemed thrilled using the cock when I
    wasn't around. She was too shy to tell me she actually
    used the damn thing. I placed it inside her drawer a
    certain way before leaving for work in the morning.
    When I came home that night I'd find it moved a few
    inches in either direction.

    The following year I dared to bring home a new toy for
    Brittney to play with when I was working. I stopped at
    this adult center near my job and sometimes browsed
    through the magazines when I had time. I started
    looking at these interracial pictures and when I got
    to the amateur section I was really starting to get
    hooked. I tried to imagine Brittney impaled on one of
    those big black cocks. I knew for a fact it would have
    to remain a fantasy for me but I did the next best
    thing I could think of.

    I bought Brittney a black vibrating cock for her
    birthday that year. You should have seen look on her
    face when she opened that little box. The damn thing
    was 8" long and a bit thicker than her white cock. She
    laughed about it and confessed to me that one of her
    girlfriends in college told her about this black guy
    she was dating at the time. She had told Brittney that
    black men in general had much larger cocks than white

    That was the first indication Brittney ever gave me
    that she knew there were larger cocks out there than
    mine. I knew for a fact that white guys had big dicks
    too but I certainly wasn't going to tell Brittney

    I played the little drawer trick with this cock like I
    had done with Brittney's first toy cock. It didn't
    take but a week to find out which toy cock she
    preferred to play with when I was working. She
    preferred the black cock and used it almost every day.

    My birthday was a month later and Brittney knew I was
    a nice camera for my birthday so she bought me one of
    the best new Canon digital cameras on the market. I
    couldn't wait to get outside and start taking pictures
    of wildlife. I was getting really good at taking
    pictures too.

    One night I got the camera out when Brittney was
    changing clothes. I started snapping away as she
    slowly took off her dress after we came home from
    dinner one evening. She even teased me like a stripper
    would doing her routine that night tossing her bra and
    panties across the floor until we ended up having wild
    sex that night.

    Well, needless to say that started a whole new hobby
    for me. I convinced Brittney to pose for me wearing
    sexy lingerie. I even started buying her things to
    take pictures in. You know, garter-belts, stockings,
    teddy's. Just about anything sexy I could find.
    Brittney was a knockout blonde and I felt so lucky to
    be married to a woman with such beauty.

    One day I opened an account on one of those internet
    sites where you could post your pictures. I started to
    organize pictures I took of Brittney wearing sexy
    dresses and teddies and the sort. People were able to
    comment of our pictures that I posted. I finally let
    Brittney read some of the things they were saying.

    "Gorgeous woman. Wish my wife was that sexy. Absolute
    knockout!" The comments went on and on. Made Brittney
    smile. It seemed to even encourage her to pose even
    better and for more revealing shots. I started doing
    nudes of Brittney. She even shaved her pussy one day
    while I was at work and surprised me when I came hope
    and setup the camera that evening.

    We even started doing nude shots outdoors. Sometimes
    going to the nearby state park. That gave me a chance
    to mix nature with the beauty of my lovely wife. We
    traveled around our area looking for secluded spots.
    Sometimes in state parks or even out in farm country
    when nobody was around.

    One day we filmed around a small secluded lake.
    Brittney was having fun posing next to trees along the
    edge of the lake. She was completely nude except for a
    pair of high heels. We thought we were all alone until
    we heard a splash in the water coming from just off
    shore. We looked around among the brush and trees and
    spotted a guy fishing in a small boat.

    Brittney ducked down behind some cattails and caught
    one of her heels on a branch and tripped. She yelped
    sort of loud and the fisherman looked our way. I
    ducked down next to Brittney and we both started
    giggling like a couple schools kids doing something
    very naughty.

    Brittney whispered to me. "What do we do now?"
    Laughing as she talked. Her clothes were about fifty
    feet away from us in the clearing. I thought about it
    for a few seconds than laughingly replied.

    "Walk out there casually and just pick up your cloths.
    Maybe clear your throat or something so the guy can
    hear you."

    Brittney laughed and poked me in the ribs. "Are you
    insane?" She said with a grin on her face.

    "Yes" I replied. "He'll never know who we are and
    we'll never see him again anyway. " I told her.

    Brittney thought about it for a moment than stood
    straight up staring at me with a big smile on her
    face. She pointed down at my camera and said. "Get
    ready." So I walked away from where we were hiding and
    waited for my wife to walk toward the clearing.

    Brittney was standing on much more harder soil so her
    heels didn't dig into the ground. She posed like a
    typical model for me. She let out a little yell
    getting the fisherman's attention. I saw him look her
    way as she giggled and continued to move around in
    different poses. I started clicking the camera
    shifting my eyes over to the guy in the boat. He was
    starring as Brittany moved around for the camera.

    We took a few more shots over the next several
    minutes. I didn't see that guy in the boat move his
    head since he spotted Brittney and I told her so. When
    we figured we took enough shots Brittney turned around
    and waived at the guy in the boat. He actually waived
    back at my wife who was standing there naked with just
    her high heels. She yelled out good bye and he shouted
    back. "You look hot!"

    Brittney replied with a thank you and we walked back
    to our car laughing about what we just done. Brittney
    started getting dressed so I took a few more shots of
    her putting her clothes back on before we left for the
    day. I learned something new that day about Brittney.
    She loved the idea of people watching her naked.

    We got home and started putting our new photos on the
    computer. Brittney helped me arranged them than we put
    them online on our picture site. There was an option
    on the site allowing just friends to see our most
    intimate pictures. Brittney insisted we do that with
    her naked photos. This way we could pick and choose
    who saw what in our collection.

    Brittney pretty much let me organize our online
    pictures. I started getting requests from other
    couples who wanted to be our contact which would allow
    them access to all our pictures. I accepted requests
    from other couples who had similar photos like ours.
    Brittney would look now and than to see who our
    contacts were and look at their pictures.

    We even started getting requests from single guys but
    we ignored the request to be contacts with them.
    Although I'd check some of them out to see their
    pictures whenever I got a chance. Most were just horny
    white guys posting pictures of their cocks. A few
    others had pictures they said were their wives but who

    One afternoon when I got home from work I was checkout
    out our picture site going thru the contact requests
    when a new mail popped up. His email address got my
    attention. "Detroit Black Cock"

    Detroit was only an hour away from our house so I at
    least thought I'd checkout his email. It read.

    "My name is Phillip. I live in Detroit. I see you live
    not far away so I decided to write. Your wife is
    absolutely gorgeous! I first have to ask if you two
    party with black men? If not, I apologize if I
    offended you. I have a complete profile along with
    lots of photos. Looking forward to your reply.

    OK, I thought. At least he was polite. Didn't sound
    like a gangster type. I clicked the link to his
    profile first. It said he was thirty-five, six-seven
    in height and two hundred and thirty. He was single.
    He worked out every day in a gym. Worked in sales at a
    local auto supplier. It also went on to say that he
    loved meeting white couples for fun.

    The next paragraph explained that he was in a
    relationship with a married white woman for the past
    three years until her and her husband moved out of
    state because of his job. That sounded strange to me.
    Said he was in a relationship with a married woman?
    That was bizarre! I figured I'd at least checkout his
    pictures and see what he had in his collection.

    He had everything categorized in sets. Pictures of
    Phillip standing naked stood out first so I clicked on
    that set and scanned through those first. Phillip had
    a huge cock. One of the largest I think I ever seen on
    a man. I always heard black men were well endowed. Not
    sure if it meant all of them but Phillip certainly
    lived up to that myth.

    Phillip had sets devoted to working out at a gym. A
    very muscular fellow I thought to myself. Then I
    noticed this nice looking blonde woman so I clicked on
    that site. She was very pretty, about mid-thirties
    with a nice figure. None of these were nude. Looked
    like they were taken at bars, restaurants and other
    public places. Phillip had his arm around the women in
    some pictures. A couple pictures showed a man standing
    on the opposite side of the woman with Phillip on the
    other with his arm around her.

    I started wondering if this was the woman Phillip
    mentioned in his profile. I clicked back taking a look
    at another set of pictures. Wow! I hit the jackpot!
    This set was taken at a hotel. It showed Phillip
    having sex with the same blonde woman. Every position
    imaginable from sucking his cock to riding him and
    even fucking doggy style. My dick started getting hard
    looking at the different fuck scenes. I read stories
    before about interracial sex and it always turned me
    on in the past. These photos were hot!

    I started looking through more sets each one
    containing the gorgeous blonde with Phillip. I found
    one set that I think her husband joined them in a
    threesome. I read the description and sure enough. It
    was her husband. One caption said cuckold cleanup and
    sowed the man lying down at the foot of a bed between
    his wife's legs. Different pictures showed close-ups
    of what he was doing. His tongue inserted between her
    pussy lips. Other photos showed a bead of thick white
    sperm poking out between her pussy lips/

    I started reading all the captions and gathered enough
    information that told me this guy loved eating his
    wife out after Phillip deposited his cum inside her
    pussy. She even sat on his face in other shots while
    Phillip stood on the bed getting his huge thick cock

    I was more than just excited and wanted to cum myself
    so being home alone I unzipped my pants and started
    stroking my much smaller cock as I skimmed through the
    assortment of Phillips photo collection.

    I made myself cum and wiped off with a napkin. My
    little cock shrinking back down into its dinky size.

    I started thinking about how I was going to reply to
    Phillip. I certainly wanted to thank him for the
    compliment he made about Brittney. How would I answer
    the question about if we were swingers or not? Why I'm
    I even thinking about an answer to that question?
    Yeah. OK. Sure, I'd love to see a thick black cock
    parting Brittney's pussy lips apart. I've read that
    many guys have this fantasy about their wives. Only a
    select few ever follow through with it.

    I wanted to give him an honest answer to his question.
    I was mostly curios about his relationship with that
    couple in the photos. Guess I was being a little nosy
    but it sure turned me on. How could I learn more about
    his relationship without pissing him off. I knew if I
    told him we didn't swing he'd just move on and forget
    about even giving me answers.

    I started thinking on this a while. I even walked out
    into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee while I
    gave it more thought. I poured my coffee and went back
    into my office and sat down in front of the computer
    and started to type.

    "Phillip, Thank you for the compliment about my wife.
    I think she's gorgeous too. Unfortunately , we don't
    party. I'll have to remain one of those husband's that
    only fantasize about their wives with another man.
    Believe me, if there was a way that I could convince
    my wife Brittney to meet you I'd be happy with joy! I
    really enjoyed your pictures and it got me curious
    about your relationship with that couple. I don't mean
    to be nosy but how did the husband feel about you
    making love to his wife? Regards, George."

    I clicked the send button and also made Phillip a
    contact so he could see all of our pictures. I just
    hoped by putting something out there that Phillip
    would reply and tell me more about his relationship
    with that couple.

    Brittney and I went out to dinner that night and saw a
    movie. She was lying in bed reading a book before
    bedtime when I decided to log into the internet in my
    office and check my mail. I got a reply from Phillip
    already. I clicked his email and started reading.

    "Hi George, Thank you for making me your contact. The
    additional pictures of your wife are extraordinarily
    hot! If you're truly interested in seeing your wife
    made love to by a passionate caring black man like me
    than I can explain how and help you along in the
    process. It's not as difficult as some men think. I
    could walk you through it step by step.

    "The woman in my pictures is Rebecca. Her husband
    Frank loved watching me bang his wife. We have a
    lasting connection that I'll explain to you later.
    First, tell me more about you and your wife. Has your
    wife Brittney ever shared any fantasies with you?
    Perhaps having sex with a much more endowed man than
    you? Let us get started in making your fantasy come
    true. I'll know how to reply once you respond back
    with my first question. Phillip."

    Wow. Phillip seemed to guess that he was much more
    endowed than me! I had a few beers tonight after the
    movie so I guess I was feeling loose tonight and
    spilled my guts out to Phillip. I replied back telling
    him I was only four inches in length but Brittney
    didn't seem to mind. I also told him Brittney never
    shared any fantasies about having sex with another
    man. I did tell him she got excited reading comments
    that people made on her pictures we had posted. I
    quickly sent that reply back to Phillip and started
    looking through his pictures again.

    Phillip must have been online because it wasn't ten
    minutes before I got a reply back from him. I opened
    his email and read.

    "OK George. That gives me somewhere to start. I'm
    going to give you a few things to work on over the
    next week. I'll start here by posting comments on
    Brittney's pictures. I want you to point them out to
    her if she doesn't see them. Here's what I'd like you
    to start doing on your end. I want you to make love to
    your wife and when you do I want you to point out how
    small you are and wish you could satisfy her more than
    your able. Try to have sex with your wife every night.
    Go a little further each time you have sex. Start
    poking around with the idea that you would love to see
    her sexually fulfilled. She how she responds.

    "If she seems positive start planting the idea that
    you wouldn't be upset watching a more well-endowed man
    please her. OK. That should be enough homework for you
    to do. I'll start with the pictures and I'll also send
    an email back to your photo account so your wife can
    read it. I won't mention anything else but tell her
    how lovely I think she is. Here's my phone number so
    we can communicate over the phone. 555-5555 Your
    friend, Phillip."

    My dick was hard after reading Phillip's email. I
    wrote his phone number down in my little black book.
    I'd make a point to call him in the middle of the
    week. I'd also make a point of pointing out whatever
    comments Phillip made on her pictures and tell him how
    she responded. There was an option to respond to
    comments so I'd also make a point to have her respond
    to his.

    I shut down the computer and sighed. What did I just
    do I thought to myself. Did I really want to see
    Brittney fuck another man? Would she actually do it I
    started to ask myself. I was certainly going to find

    End of part one...