Fulfilling fantasy part2

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  1. Ukcuckwanabe

    Ukcuckwanabe Well-Known Member Gold Member


    I woke up the next morning and turned on the computer
    and went straight to our pictures. Good! Phillip
    commented on most of the pictures I had posted and
    sent a new email directed to my wife. I decided not to
    open the mail, I'd leave it for Brittney to reply back
    hoping she'd fall for the bait. I skimmed through some
    of the comments noticing how polite Phillip's comments
    were but yet right to the point. I cleared the browser
    history and set the computer log to save everything
    including emails. This way I'd know everything
    Brittney did on the computer while I was at work.

    She had just got out of the shower when I walked in
    the bathroom to shave. She was drying herself off with
    a big fluffy towel making her tits giggle every time
    she touched them.

    "Honey, I didn't have time to look at everything but
    some guy put a bunch of comments on your photo
    collection online."

    Brittney kissed me with a smile and replied. "OK. I'll
    get a chance to peek after you go to work."

    I had my usual bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee with
    Brittney. We had our typical morning conversation
    before I went to work and reminded Brittney about the
    comments one more time without trying to act

    My dick stayed hard most of the day thinking about
    Brittney looking at Phillips pictures and reading his
    comments. I certainly hoped she wouldn't be offended
    or too scared to reply to him. It was lunch time. I
    decided to send Phillip a text message. It was simple
    just asking him if Brittney replied yet. I sat down in
    the cafeteria eating my lunch when I got a reply back
    from Phillip.

    "Communicating with your wife now."

    That got my heart beating faster. My dick was getting
    even harder again. Luckily I was sitting alone today.
    Two of my friends were on vacation so I wouldn't have
    any explaining to do. What did Phillip mean by
    communicating? They must be sending emails back and
    forth I thought. I was so excited my body felt a
    little weak.

    I spent the remainder of the afternoon working in a
    horny state of mind. I couldn't wait to get home that
    night and see what Brittney and Phillip were up to if
    they really did communicate. I arrived home at my
    usual time giving Brittney a kiss as she cooked dinner
    in front of the stove.

    "How was your day?" I asked.

    She seemed to be happy as she stirred noodles in the
    pot on the stove. Brittney was cooking spaghetti with
    meatballs. One of my favorite dishes. She told me it
    would be a few minutes before super was done. I stood
    right behind her as she stirred that pot and reached
    around to rub her crotch area through her jeans.

    She immediately squirmed back shoving her ass back
    against my legs in a playful way.

    I asked. "You must be horny this afternoon."

    My other hand cupped one of her tits through her bra
    as she twisted her head around to kiss me on the lips.
    She was still grinding her hips back against me. She
    was obvious very horny this afternoon. I kept giving
    Brittney light little kisses on her lips as I asked.

    "Did you have a nice day while I was at work?"

    She immediately smiled murmuring yes back to me as she
    stuck her tongue between my lips for an even better
    kiss. The water in the pot started to boil over and
    she had to stop and take care of it. I lifted her hair
    giving her a kiss on the back of the neck while she
    worked the mixing spoon in the pot. She finally turned
    and told me.

    "You better go get ready for dinner before I burn
    something. We can fuck later."

    Brittney very seldom acted this horny and mentioned
    anything about fucking after dinner. Phillip must have
    said something to her and was I was going to check. My
    first stop was my office. The computer was already
    powered up so all I had to do was click on the log. I
    was overwhelmed by the amount of data on the log and
    decided to start at the top.

    Brittney logged on and wrote emails to a couple
    friends than she went right to our photos. Looked like
    she checked out a bunch of pages and pictures. I
    scrolled down a little further and there was Phillips
    email to my wife. My heart was beating faster and my
    dick was already hard with excitement. Phillip was
    rather polite but up front in his email about my
    wife's photos. He'd politely asked if she could
    respond to his email and scrolling down a little
    further I see that she did.

    Brittney thanked him for the complements he made on
    her photos. She explained to Phillip that she wasn't a
    model. Just posing for her husband. My dick got rock
    solid hard reading the next line she wrote him. She
    told Phillip she found his photos very intriguing. She
    was being honest with him telling him she thought he
    had a nice body. She also said she was curious about
    the woman in his photographs. She said she didn't
    understand the fact that he said that the woman was
    married and he had an affair with her. Brittney asked
    him flat out why the woman's husband allowed that to

    I was surprised to see an email response a few minutes
    later. I started reading Phillips reply. Phillip
    explained to my wife that he was fulfilling that
    couple's fantasy and needs. He specifically explained
    that the wife in the photographs enjoyed the sexual
    pleasure he could provide her with that her husband
    couldn't provide.

    He didn't brag but he pointed out that he was much
    better equipped than most husbands and he went on to
    explain the fantasy that many white wives have about
    having sex with a black man. Phillip went into detail,
    including how women loved to look down as his black
    cock penetrated their pussies. He told Brittney that
    some women were able to orgasm as soon as they saw his
    cock sliding inside them. He enjoyed helping their
    fantasies by taking his time to do it right.

    He explained to Brittney that most white husbands got
    more excited watching their wives fuck a black man
    than they did actually fucking their wives. He said
    the husband of the wife in the pictures got great
    satisfaction knowing his wife was being pleased in
    such a way he couldn't provide. Phillip went on to ask
    Brittney about the size of my cock and if I'd ever
    said anything to her about watching her with another
    man. I was surprised he was being so direct with her.

    Brittney answered him back within a matter of minutes
    according to the time on the log. She must have been
    waiting for his email. I started reading her reply. I
    have to admit that I find the idea of a black man
    making love to me very stimulating. I couldn't imagine
    how a man of your size could even penetrate a woman of
    my size. I'm very accustomed to my husband's penis.
    You asked about his size which I believe might be
    slightly less than four inches. I thought his size was
    normal until my girlfriends started opening up about
    sex with their husbands.

    I learned that most of their spouses were averaging
    around seven inches. My girlfriends liked to compare
    their husband's equipment to their dildos. I'd never
    share the truth about my husband knowing they'd only
    make fun of me. I'm married to the kindest and
    sweetest man. I could never imagine telling him he
    doesn't satisfy me sexually. I have a good marriage.
    George is the love of my life!

    Phillip replied back within minutes according to the
    log. Thank you for being so honest and sincere. I'm
    glad you have so much love and respect for your
    husband. My experience with married white women like
    yourself have explained similar circumstances to me.
    Most being the size of their husband's penis. Forgive
    me for being so rude in earlier emails calling it a
    cock. I hope you can forgive me. I can honestly say
    that the married white women I've partnered with all
    had good marriages. I felt I was just providing them
    with the sexual pleasure they're partners couldn't
    provide out of no fault of their own.

    Think of me as your personal trainer. A trainer that
    works for your personal fulfillment. We'll start by
    working your body and using those muscles you never
    knew you had. We'll get your body toned into shape.
    I'll stimulate your body and teach it to respond to my
    touch. Your body will soon adjust to accommodate a man
    of my size. Your body and your mind will redefine
    itself in a way you've never experienced about sexual
    pleasure. A married woman shouldn't deprive herself of
    the sexual enjoyment her mind and body so desires.
    Brittney. I've be honored to be your personal trainer.

    My heart was beating faster as I hurried to read my
    wife's reply to Phillip. You make it sound so
    exciting. George would never agree to allow me to meet
    you and I'd never do anything behind his back to hurt
    him in anyway.

    Oh shit! I thought to myself. I think Brittney would
    fuck Phillip if I agreed. I continued reading.

    I have to admit I fantasize a lot about sex with a
    much more well-endowed man but never had I ever
    imagined him being black! I never imagined myself
    getting so aroused thinking about having sex with a
    man of a different race. You certainly got my
    curiosity of exploring this further but I don't know
    how my husband would react even if I were to say it
    was only a fantasy.

    I wanted to take my cock out and make myself cum right
    then and there after reading that last paragraph my
    wife wrote Phillip. It's not like Phillip was doing
    anything out of the ordinary. My wife was acting like
    a slut! I started wondering if she might be just
    saying those things to Phillip just to tease him. I
    scrolled down further and there was yet another reply
    from Phillip.

    I couldn't resist browsing through your gorgeous photo
    collection again after I sent you my last reply.
    Brittney, your absolutely stunning! Your husband,
    George is a very lucky man to have you. I would never
    ask you to cheat on him. I would be honored and
    privileged to help you succeed in exploring your
    curiosity and fantasies about interracial sex. I can
    help walk you through this if your seriously
    considering me as your personal trainer. Let's chat
    some more if your available in an hour.

    Oh my God! Let me check……Yes…Here's their chat log
    from early this afternoon.

    "Hi Brittney, glad you could make it."

    "Hi Phillip. I'm a little nervous."

    "Don't be nervous. Just tell me what's on your mind."

    "OK. I'll try."

    "Good girl. Are you interested in me being your
    personal trainer?"

    "I don't think my husband would allow it."

    "You might be surprised. I find that most wives
    underestimate their husbands. You want to start with a
    hot love session with your husband. Get real intimate
    with him. Wait until you're in the heat of passionate
    love with him. Begin slowly by revealing your most
    darkest secret fantasies. Tell him he's a good lover
    but you often fantasize about a well-endowed man."

    "Oh my! I've never told George anything like this

    "That's OK baby girl. Close your eyes when you
    speaking to him. Kiss him, do the things you normally
    do in the heat of passion with him. Ask him if he'd be
    angry if you told him your fantasies. See how he
    responds. If he takes the bait than you got him
    hooked. Let him ask you about them. Play coy but
    pretend to give in and start telling him your desires.

    "Should I mention you at all?"

    "Very good question. Perhaps you can tell your husband
    about the flattering comments I left on your photo
    collection. Tell him you saw my pictures. They got you
    excited. See how he reacts. You never want to admit
    you may have an interest in me personally."

    "That doesn't sound too complicated."

    "Not at all baby girl. May I ask you what turned you
    on the most about my pictures?"

    "You have a nice body. Very fit. Handsome. Your size."

    "Be honest. You meant the size of my cock?"


    "Are you wet & excited now?"


    "Good, you should be primed and ready for your
    husband. When does he get home?"

    "In a couple hours. Should I seduce him when he walks
    in the door?"

    "Show him you're very interested. Perhaps make a
    promise to have sex after dinner. I'll trust you to do
    the rest."

    "OK. I will. Should I email you in the morning and let
    you know what happen?"

    "I have a better idea. I'll give you my number and you
    can call me as soon as your husband leaves for work.
    555-5555 Good luck and I'll be waiting for your call.
    Have fun."

    "Thank you, have a good night."

    Oh shit…..Fuck………What should I do?….. Wait….This is
    what I wanted wasn't it? Let me call Phillip. No wait.
    He doesn't know I spied on them. I'll just play along
    with it. Can't wait to find out what Brittney's going
    to say or do tonight.
    Dinners ready!
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