I wrote a story a few years ago and thought I would post it here. It is quite long and, if there is interest in it, it will take a number of installments. So, here is the introduction to the story. If people want more, I will continue...............
My Wife’s First BBC
First of all a little background about us. We have been married for over 20 years and have two children who are out of the house. Our sex life was very “normal” for the first 15 years. At that point we began to try new things, including swapping. We did not really join “the lifestyle” but when situations arose, we took advantage of them. The first four occasions were full swaps. It was not too difficult to get my wife to take this step because the situations were safe, away from home on vacations and with people we would not bump into at the local PTA meeting. Also, the men were all very attractive and my wife was quite willing.
Full swaps are somewhat complicated to arrange and there is always some risk of one of the partners getting “short-changed” because one of the swapping partners may not be as attractive or as skilled in the sack. I was always more interested in watching my wife get fucked, more than actually having sex with another woman myself. So, we transitioned to MFM’s and my wife really enjoyed being the center of attention. Being in her 40s at this time, it was a great boost to her ego to be seen as sexually attractive. We engaged in five MFMs. So, at the age of 42, my wife had only experienced ten cocks but she was eager for more.
Always looking to expand our sexual boundaries, I eventually proposed a “game” for us to play that took our sharing to the next level. I work as a wholesaler of jewelry and silverware. I often attend trade shows to sell my lines to retailers. Usually these trade shows are in my hometown of Chicago but I often rent a room at the trade show site so that I might be available to schmooze clients and I have a place to take them to show them my inventory. I had observed that men at the trade shows are away from home and horny and looking for action. Sometimes I take them to strip clubs but sometimes they have asked if I could put them in contact with ******. While anybody can find a ****** if they know where to look, I am not a pimp and I don’t have any special connections.
This situation brought an idea to my mind. Like many men (and some women) I have had the fantasy of my wife “renting” her pussy to other men. This is a rather complicated scenario because there is the matter of the law and the need to be selective of whom the “John” might be. I realized that my trade show situation could work well for me. I could have my wife pose as a ****** but I would only implement this plan if the “John” was someone who I thought my wife would fuck anyways, just because of her desire to experience more men and to satisfy my desire to watch her fuck others. I refined my concept to pretend that my wife was actually my EX-wife, with whom I was still on friendly terms. In this scenario, I would tell the client that I didn’t know any REAL ****** but that my ex-wife liked to fuck and was always in need of money. I would say that I had an arrangement with her whereby I would sometimes put her in contact with clients who wanted sex. She could decide if she wanted to fuck them for money or not. I said I could give her a call and see if she were interested to pick-up a couple hundred quick dollars. My wife, playing my EX-wife, would say she would come and meet the man and, if he seemed to be OK, yes, she would fuck him for, say, $200.
I proposed this plan to my wife. She had mixed emotions. I think the idea of posing as a ****** got her a little wet in the panties. But, it was something new and she was concerned her “clients” might treat her like a whore and figure they could abuse her in any way they might please. I told her that I would lay down strict ground rules with the clients. They were not dealing with a professional whore. She was a lady and was to be treated with respect. I told her I would always be in the next room with the door ajar and would screen her “clients” carefully. I promised that she would always have the veto power, if she didn’t agree with my selection of clients. She said she trusted my judgment and she would give it a try. It was several months before the next trade show and, as you can imagine, I was like a little kid waiting for Christmas to come. I think my wife was anxious as well, as she frequently asked when the next trade show was and, when a date was set, she frequently checked with me to make sure all the arrangements were made.
The first time we implemented this plan it went very well. The client was a younger man, about 35 years old. He was very attractive and very pleased with the idea of fucking my ex-wife rather than a professional ******. My wife played her role like she was Meryl Streep. Her nervousness was real, as was to be expected by her client, given that she was not a professional ******. My wife was thrilled with the sex. The client fucked her two times in a row and left her exhausted from several orgasms. She told him she had such a good time that she would cut her price to $100. I told her that I would pay her the $100 on behalf of the client. As you can imagine, the client was thrilled to have a mind-blowing sexual experience at no cost. He placed a big order with me and I believe I have a good customer for life. We repeated the “plan” four more times and it went well every time. Every client was a little different and my wife enjoyed the diversity and we always had fantastic sex after the clients left.
The diversity factor was about to take a great leap forward. I attended a show and my wife was “on-call” in case I had a client who was looking for entertainment and who fit our criteria. Towards the end of the first day I did not have any hot prospects until a representative from a store chain based in St. Louis approached me. He appeared to be a potentially good client and he was interested in some of our silverware lines, which I did not have with me on the show floor. I invited him to my room for a beer and a look at my flatware display cases. We went to my room and he liked my products and placed a modest order. When the business was done he asked, “So, where does a guy get a little action in this town?” I asked him what sort of action he was talking about and he made it clear he was looking for pussy.
At this point it becomes necessary to point out on characteristic of this client. He was black, as in African-American. I was torn. I certainly had no problem with a black man fucking my wife. Indeed, it was a little secret fantasy I had always harbored. I didn’t know how my wife would react to it, however. Indeed, she had a black vibrator but I figured it was chosen for it size and features, not as some sort of fantasy surrogate for a black cock. We had watched porn that included black men fucking white women and, while she never reacted negatively to it, she hadn’t ever indicated to me that she had some sort of secret desire to be “blacked”. So, I didn’t know how she would react to our plan being implemented with a black man.
I made the decision that I would roll the dice and see how it played out. I explained to the client, Rick, that my ex-wife sometimes entertained clients for $200. I was also honest with him that she had never been with a black man and I didn’t know how she would react. He really liked the idea of a “semi-pro” piece of tail instead of a real professional. I think he also like the idea of it being a white woman and that he would be the one to take her “black cherry”. I can say this because he said, “Hell, if she’s an attractive woman who has never had black cock, I’ll pay her $300! But don’t tell HER that!” Rick suggested that I tell her that he was black so as to avoid an uncomfortable scene if she were to arrive, see his skin and then back out. I told Rick I thought it would be better to NOT tell her. I said that once she saw how attractive he was and what a nice guy he was, I felt sure she would take him on as a customer. If I just told her over the phone that the client were black, she might form an unfavorable picture. Rick said OK, we would play it my way since it was my ex-wife and I should know how to anticipate her reaction better.
My Wife’s First BBC
First of all a little background about us. We have been married for over 20 years and have two children who are out of the house. Our sex life was very “normal” for the first 15 years. At that point we began to try new things, including swapping. We did not really join “the lifestyle” but when situations arose, we took advantage of them. The first four occasions were full swaps. It was not too difficult to get my wife to take this step because the situations were safe, away from home on vacations and with people we would not bump into at the local PTA meeting. Also, the men were all very attractive and my wife was quite willing.
Full swaps are somewhat complicated to arrange and there is always some risk of one of the partners getting “short-changed” because one of the swapping partners may not be as attractive or as skilled in the sack. I was always more interested in watching my wife get fucked, more than actually having sex with another woman myself. So, we transitioned to MFM’s and my wife really enjoyed being the center of attention. Being in her 40s at this time, it was a great boost to her ego to be seen as sexually attractive. We engaged in five MFMs. So, at the age of 42, my wife had only experienced ten cocks but she was eager for more.
Always looking to expand our sexual boundaries, I eventually proposed a “game” for us to play that took our sharing to the next level. I work as a wholesaler of jewelry and silverware. I often attend trade shows to sell my lines to retailers. Usually these trade shows are in my hometown of Chicago but I often rent a room at the trade show site so that I might be available to schmooze clients and I have a place to take them to show them my inventory. I had observed that men at the trade shows are away from home and horny and looking for action. Sometimes I take them to strip clubs but sometimes they have asked if I could put them in contact with ******. While anybody can find a ****** if they know where to look, I am not a pimp and I don’t have any special connections.
This situation brought an idea to my mind. Like many men (and some women) I have had the fantasy of my wife “renting” her pussy to other men. This is a rather complicated scenario because there is the matter of the law and the need to be selective of whom the “John” might be. I realized that my trade show situation could work well for me. I could have my wife pose as a ****** but I would only implement this plan if the “John” was someone who I thought my wife would fuck anyways, just because of her desire to experience more men and to satisfy my desire to watch her fuck others. I refined my concept to pretend that my wife was actually my EX-wife, with whom I was still on friendly terms. In this scenario, I would tell the client that I didn’t know any REAL ****** but that my ex-wife liked to fuck and was always in need of money. I would say that I had an arrangement with her whereby I would sometimes put her in contact with clients who wanted sex. She could decide if she wanted to fuck them for money or not. I said I could give her a call and see if she were interested to pick-up a couple hundred quick dollars. My wife, playing my EX-wife, would say she would come and meet the man and, if he seemed to be OK, yes, she would fuck him for, say, $200.
I proposed this plan to my wife. She had mixed emotions. I think the idea of posing as a ****** got her a little wet in the panties. But, it was something new and she was concerned her “clients” might treat her like a whore and figure they could abuse her in any way they might please. I told her that I would lay down strict ground rules with the clients. They were not dealing with a professional whore. She was a lady and was to be treated with respect. I told her I would always be in the next room with the door ajar and would screen her “clients” carefully. I promised that she would always have the veto power, if she didn’t agree with my selection of clients. She said she trusted my judgment and she would give it a try. It was several months before the next trade show and, as you can imagine, I was like a little kid waiting for Christmas to come. I think my wife was anxious as well, as she frequently asked when the next trade show was and, when a date was set, she frequently checked with me to make sure all the arrangements were made.
The first time we implemented this plan it went very well. The client was a younger man, about 35 years old. He was very attractive and very pleased with the idea of fucking my ex-wife rather than a professional ******. My wife played her role like she was Meryl Streep. Her nervousness was real, as was to be expected by her client, given that she was not a professional ******. My wife was thrilled with the sex. The client fucked her two times in a row and left her exhausted from several orgasms. She told him she had such a good time that she would cut her price to $100. I told her that I would pay her the $100 on behalf of the client. As you can imagine, the client was thrilled to have a mind-blowing sexual experience at no cost. He placed a big order with me and I believe I have a good customer for life. We repeated the “plan” four more times and it went well every time. Every client was a little different and my wife enjoyed the diversity and we always had fantastic sex after the clients left.
The diversity factor was about to take a great leap forward. I attended a show and my wife was “on-call” in case I had a client who was looking for entertainment and who fit our criteria. Towards the end of the first day I did not have any hot prospects until a representative from a store chain based in St. Louis approached me. He appeared to be a potentially good client and he was interested in some of our silverware lines, which I did not have with me on the show floor. I invited him to my room for a beer and a look at my flatware display cases. We went to my room and he liked my products and placed a modest order. When the business was done he asked, “So, where does a guy get a little action in this town?” I asked him what sort of action he was talking about and he made it clear he was looking for pussy.
At this point it becomes necessary to point out on characteristic of this client. He was black, as in African-American. I was torn. I certainly had no problem with a black man fucking my wife. Indeed, it was a little secret fantasy I had always harbored. I didn’t know how my wife would react to it, however. Indeed, she had a black vibrator but I figured it was chosen for it size and features, not as some sort of fantasy surrogate for a black cock. We had watched porn that included black men fucking white women and, while she never reacted negatively to it, she hadn’t ever indicated to me that she had some sort of secret desire to be “blacked”. So, I didn’t know how she would react to our plan being implemented with a black man.
I made the decision that I would roll the dice and see how it played out. I explained to the client, Rick, that my ex-wife sometimes entertained clients for $200. I was also honest with him that she had never been with a black man and I didn’t know how she would react. He really liked the idea of a “semi-pro” piece of tail instead of a real professional. I think he also like the idea of it being a white woman and that he would be the one to take her “black cherry”. I can say this because he said, “Hell, if she’s an attractive woman who has never had black cock, I’ll pay her $300! But don’t tell HER that!” Rick suggested that I tell her that he was black so as to avoid an uncomfortable scene if she were to arrive, see his skin and then back out. I told Rick I thought it would be better to NOT tell her. I said that once she saw how attractive he was and what a nice guy he was, I felt sure she would take him on as a customer. If I just told her over the phone that the client were black, she might form an unfavorable picture. Rick said OK, we would play it my way since it was my ex-wife and I should know how to anticipate her reaction better.
