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
guys.
That was the first indication Brittney ever gave me
that she knew there were larger cocks out there than
mine. I knew for a fact that white guys had big dicks
too but I certainly wasn't going to tell Brittney
this.
I played the little drawer trick with this cock like I
had done with Brittney's first toy cock. It didn't
take but a week to find out which toy cock she
preferred to play with when I was working. She
preferred the black cock and used it almost 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 ******* 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
knows.
One afternoon when I got home from work I was checkout
out our picture site going thru the contact requests
when a new mail popped up. His email address got my
attention. "Detroit Black Cock"
Detroit was only an hour away from our house so I at
least thought I'd checkout his email. It read.
"My name is Phillip. I live in Detroit. I see you live
not far away so I decided to write. Your wife is
absolutely gorgeous! I first have to ask if you two
party with black men? If not, I apologize if I
offended you. I have a complete profile along with
lots of photos. Looking forward to your reply.
Phillip."
OK, I thought. At least he was polite. Didn't sound
like a gangster type. I clicked the link to his
profile first. It said he was thirty-five, six-seven
in height and two hundred and thirty. He was single.
He worked out 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
sucked.
I was more than just excited and wanted to cum myself
so being home alone I unzipped my pants and started
stroking my much smaller cock as I skimmed through the
assortment of Phillips photo collection.
I made myself cum and wiped off with a napkin. My
little cock shrinking back down into 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
out.
End of part one...
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
guys.
That was the first indication Brittney ever gave me
that she knew there were larger cocks out there than
mine. I knew for a fact that white guys had big dicks
too but I certainly wasn't going to tell Brittney
this.
I played the little drawer trick with this cock like I
had done with Brittney's first toy cock. It didn't
take but a week to find out which toy cock she
preferred to play with when I was working. She
preferred the black cock and used it almost 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 ******* 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
knows.
One afternoon when I got home from work I was checkout
out our picture site going thru the contact requests
when a new mail popped up. His email address got my
attention. "Detroit Black Cock"
Detroit was only an hour away from our house so I at
least thought I'd checkout his email. It read.
"My name is Phillip. I live in Detroit. I see you live
not far away so I decided to write. Your wife is
absolutely gorgeous! I first have to ask if you two
party with black men? If not, I apologize if I
offended you. I have a complete profile along with
lots of photos. Looking forward to your reply.
Phillip."
OK, I thought. At least he was polite. Didn't sound
like a gangster type. I clicked the link to his
profile first. It said he was thirty-five, six-seven
in height and two hundred and thirty. He was single.
He worked out 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
sucked.
I was more than just excited and wanted to cum myself
so being home alone I unzipped my pants and started
stroking my much smaller cock as I skimmed through the
assortment of Phillips photo collection.
I made myself cum and wiped off with a napkin. My
little cock shrinking back down into 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
out.
End of part one...
