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Jane's Fantasy - The Beginning
Part I
Our's is an unusual tale I believe. One of shared
fantasies and then ultimate fulfillment. Perhaps this
occurs a lot but if it does I am not aware of it. My
beautiful and very sexy wife Jane, and I enjoy a full, rich
sex life. One of the many many things that makes it so
rich is openness and the sharing of our sexual fantasies
with each other. During sex we often enjoy telling each
other little sex stories centered on each of our fantasies.
Over the years we have both gotten pretty good at spinning
a web of excitement for each other. It really has enhanced
our sex life a great deal. In fact, as it turned out, much
more than I could ever have anticipated.
As I said Jane and I often shared our fantasies, and she
had many, to enhance our love making. Among hers were. .
. But I was about to learn of one, she'd never shared
before, and it turned out to be a favorite of hers. Here's
how it happened and how it changed us..."
One of my favorite fantasies has always been to have the
opportunity to watch Jane get fucked by another man. In my
fantasy I usually instigate the action with first some sort
of meeting, for dinner possibly. During the evening I
slowly begin to hint about my desires. The hints get more
and more obvious until I ultimately reveal to my wife and
the man having dinner with us that I would love to watch
the two of them make love. Sometimes the man is my boss or
perhaps a friend or even sometimes a stranger.
I was telling Jane a story of this type one night as she
was giving me head... she is so good at that... I started
a story about Philip, this good looking friend of ours that
Jane has 'secretly' lusted after for some time. In my
little story he is visiting with us in our home. I start
asking him what he thinks about Jane's body. The three of
us were sipping wine before dinner. Jane is very well
built and turns many a head. Jane, in the story, looks
over at me as if to say 'What are you doing?' with this
surprised expression on her face. But Philip smiles and
tells me he thinks Jane is one very sexy lady. That he has
envied me a lot. I was just stating to roll on the story
when she raised her mouth from sucking my hard cock and
looking up at me said,
"Could you let it be Carl this time honey.. please?"
Carl is one of the attorneys in my office. I am the lead
attorney in our firm and Carl works for me. Carl is a very
handsome young stud... Carl is also black and a lot of
fun. I smiled at her and shifted the story to Carl as she
returned her mouth to my cock. I went on about how his
dark skin contrasted nicely with her paleness, how as he
undressed her his black hands on her bare alabaster breasts
excited me as I watched him take her clothing off piece by
piece, taking time to enjoy each new charm as it was
unveiled to his eyes and hands. I watched her closely as I
told my tale and her eyes looked up at me frequently as she
continued to suck my cock. The look in her eyes was pure
unadulterated lust. She was in another world and lost to
her real surroundings.
As I carried the story through... to him revealing his
huge cock. I described it as long and huge in girth and
throbbing as she covered it with her mouth. As I escalated
the story further, Jane began to suck harder and move her
mouth up and down on my cock, faster and faster until, just
as Carl shoved his huge cock deep in Jane's cunt, I spilled
my cum in her mouth with explosive force. She made these
little whimpering sounds as she was obviously very much
into this fantasy tale. She took my cum and swallowed all
of it. Before I could even start to soften she raised up
and lay beside me spreading her legs and saying, "Oh fuck
me Carl.... hurry I want your big black cock in me so
bad..."
I was the only male there. My name is Jim, but I assumed
she meant me. I was most happy to oblige. She was rabid
in her need and I had to hold on to her to stay buried in
her very wet cunt. It seemed hotter and wilder than ever
before, and that is saying a lot for Jane. It didn't take
long until she burst in a series of climaxes as she
mumbled,
"Yes ... fuck me hard.... yes Carl... oh please fuck me
..."
First I started to cum, and then she responded again and
came and came until we both fell in a near lifeless heap in
each other's arms. It had been the best sex we had enjoyed
in some time. It was some time later when she raised her
head and looked at me with this sheepish look on her face
and said,
"Wow... that was fantastic honey..... "
"I agree.....but just call me Carl...."
"I know... sorry...I called you that several times didn't
I?... I guess I wasn't fucking you ... I was fucking
Carl."
"Yeah..you sure were.... it was wild Jane... you really
dug fucking Carl."
"Uh-huh.... I guess I have to confess..... I had one more
fantasy you didn't know about."
"I think I know it now...."
"Yes....I guess you do... over the last couple of years,
since Carl went to work for you, the idea of a good looking
black man making wild love to me has come to excite the
hell out of me.
I haven't mentioned it cause I didn't know how you would
react. Do you mind terribly?"
I looked at my nude beauty and cupped one of her large firm
breasts. As I lovingly caressed it she sighed and cuddled
against me.... I kissed her lips lightly. She then
repeated her question,
"Jim.... is it bothering you that I fantasized about
fucking a black man? It was just a fantasy sweetheart...
you OK with that?"
I smiled at her and pinched her nipple. She groaned like I
knew she would. She loves that. Then I said,
"Yes honey... I'm fine with that, I don't mind ....
except this little thing, why did you hold it back from
me?"
"Damn.... I'm not even sure. I guess I was afraid the
idea of a black guy making love to me might upset you.
That is so taboo to so many folks."
"Obviously not to you... damn you were hot fucking Carl."
"I can't deny it.... it really makes me hot. Jealous?"
"Maybe a little."
"Jim.. I love you. You are my guy and no one will ever
replace you. I might fantasize about fucking Carl but it
was your cock in me. We can drop it right now...."
I lay there with my hand caressing her gorgeous tit as I
looked into those blue eyes. She raised up and kissed me
and then said,
"Jim... please don't be upset... tell me you still love
me. I won't bring it up again....."
"Of course I still love you Jane... nothing is going to
change that. I was just thinking about it all. Wondering
why as I have fantasized about lots of men fucking you, why
none of them were ever black?"
She laughed sort of guiltily and said,
"I make up for it honey ... when I masturbate... almost
all the men are black."
I laughed and felt her cool fingers wrap around my half
hard cock. Then she asked coyly,
"Did you enjoy Carl fucking me?"
"Yes.... I did ... a lot."
She had opened her legs and was now rubbing my growing cock
up and down in her outer lips and over her swollen clit.
She was very wet and it felt so good. Then she smiled and
raised up on her knees, throwing one leg across me she
slowly descended as she guided my cock into her again.
She looked at me as it was all the way in and winked
saying,
"Oh Carl..... your big black cock feel so good in me."
She slowly worked up and down my rigid pole as she moaned
softly with pleasure. I cupped her lovely pair of tits in
my hands and squeezed and pinched just the way she loves.
The way her hot tight cunt felt on my cock she could call
me anything she wanted to. After a few minutes of this I
smiled up at her and started a new story... this one about
how we decided she should really let Carl fuck her while I
watched. She went absolutely ballistic.... fucking me
harder than ever and chanting,
"Yes... yes... yes...."
Much later as we settled for sleep in each others arms.
She was half asleep and I kissed her lovingly. She
returned it automatically. As I looked at her thinking
about the evening I said softly,
"Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?"
********
The next morning was the normal rush as we both got off to
work with our usual confusion. She called during the day
just to say she loved me and loved our life together. I
called her back later and told her I adored her and that
nothing was going to pull us apart. When I got home from
work she was already there and had on a halter top, very
revealing, and very short cut off jeans. She knows I love
that outfit and when she wears it she never has anything
else on under it. I knew it also meant she was turned on
and was trying to get my interest. It certainly worked. I
kissed her hello and she made it last longer than normal...
and hotter. I looked at her and smiled and said,
"Are you looking for another visit from Carl?"
"Maybe.... if it's OK with you."
She sort of worked her loins against my cock and soon I was
getting hard and turned on completely. Then she asked in a
very small voice,
"Last night was wonderful and I know I would enjoy more of
that. I was so hot as you were inside me and talked to me
about what Carl was doing to me. Today I spent half the
day thinking about sex with different black men I know at
work. I was wet all day long... and now I am dying to be
fucked again... by you.. and Carl and any other black or
white or green guys from your fertile imagination."
She paused and kissed me again and I knew something else
was coming... something she was tentative about. She
continued,
"... But I also have a question honey? Last night as I
was almost but not quite asleep I think you said something
like, 'Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really
happened?'. I wasn't sure I didn't dream it.... did you
really say that?"
"I did say exactly that. I was laying there looking at how
beautiful and sexy you are and I suddenly wondered what it
would be like if it really did happen. If somehow we
arranged for some mutually acceptable black guy to make
love to you while I watched .... and then joined in for a
torrid threesome."
I saw her shiver and I knew the idea intrigued her. She
had closed her eyes for a moment and then she slowly opened
them and kissed me passionately for a long minute. Then
she broke the kiss and snuggled down into my arms.
"Are you serious Jim? Would you really want me to fuck
some other guy, a black guy, while you watched us? Then a
threesome."
"Maybe..... interested?"
"Oh shit Jim.... Yes...No... I don't know.... maybe.
Would you like for me to do that?"
"I think I would love to watch Carl, or some other man,
fuck my hot wife. It makes me hard as hell when I think
about you and another guy. If he is black it doesn't
bother me. That is how I spent most of the day. Every
time Carl came into my office I wondered about how I would
feel about watching him fuck you for real? You said you
were wet all day... I was hard most of the day. I have a
small worry about you getting so caught up with your black
guy that you forget me completely."
She sort of settled to the floor and pulled me with her as
she whispered,
"I need you so bad..... JIM. I will always need you. The
other could only be an occasional side dish but you honey
are my main course. And always will be."
The sex was great... as good as the night before. When we
finally got up off the floor, Jane fixed dinner still bare
ass. I loved watching her sexy body move around the
kitchen. I had to laugh as she repeatedly had to wipe my
cum off of her legs as it obeyed gravity. I slipped into a
pair of old jeans and rejoined her in the kitchen. I stood
there watching her and getting turned on again and wondered
how serious I really was. I decided that, at that moment,
I, in deed, was very serious. I wondered, 'Would Jane
really go along with this? If so it probably shouldn't be
Carl, to close at work.... but who?' I was actually
trying to think of a black friend or acquaintance or even a
stranger (if we could check him out thoroughly)..... I was
seriously thinking of a guy to make love to my hot wife at
my request.
We ate and chatted about everything except sex and black
men. Jane was still nude. She really was a show off. She
loved to show off her great body. That was another fantasy
we shared and fulfilled occasionally, revealing her charms
in public... but carefully (that is another story). After
dinner we went into the den with our wine and cuddled up on
the couch. Jane's nipples had been hard for most of the
evening....and were now. She was obviously still turned on
and I was pretty sure I knew about what. Knowing her the
way I do I figured she was still thinking about making her
black fantasy come true. I also knew she would not mention
it again. If it was going to move forward I would have to
make it move.
"Jane are you avoiding talking about it?"
"Yes.... I don't want to push it if you aren't sure."
"I want to talk about it..... if we decided to really do
this, who did you have in mind? I would rather it wasn't
Carl... because of work.... at least not the first time."
I then realized that I just told her I was seriously
considering making it happen and that it probably could
happen more than once if it worked out. Jane didn't miss
any of it and she stared at me. Then she lovingly leaned
over and kissed my lips gently. As she sat back shortly
she said,
"Jim honey..... I love you with all my heart.... but....
I admit I want it. I do want it to really happen. Maybe
once, maybe lots. Someone like Carl, I don't want to pick
a particular black man, I think. I just want my black
fantasy to become real.
If it does happen I'm not sure I should fuck the same guy
too many times. That way I know no attachment is likely to
occur. How do you feel about that?"
"I am hard just talking about it."
She looked down and then unzipped my jeans and pulled my
hard cock free. She lovingly began to stroke it and then,
"It really does excite you doesn't it honey? At least the
fantasy. I'm so glad. But do you think you can really
deal with another guy making love to me?"
Before I could answer her she said,
"No.. No I don't mean that. What you and I do is make
love... what I mean is can you deal with me being fucked
by a black man?"
"If I am there to watch... I think so."
"I would never do it without you with me. Don't you know
that. I want this to be our fantasy. You want to watch
another man fuck me and I want him to be black. What would
you want me to do? Is it alright if I suck his cock? Fuck
him with my cunt? Let him cum in my mouth and cunt? All
over me? What if he wants to fuck my ass?"
She was working to turn me on and it was working. "Yeah
Jane all of that.... anything that feels right to you
sweetheart. It all sounds hot as hell."
She had dropped her head and was sucking me again. I
moaned and pushed my hips up to her mouth. After a moment
of that pleasure she raised up and said,
"Darling I want you in my ass... it has been too long
since we did it that way."
I started to stroke her cute ass and explore.. closer and
closer to her cute puckered ass hole. I moistened my
fingers in her wet cunt and transferred that lubrication to
her anus. My fingers soon slipped in easily and she was
writhing with pleasure. She knew I had two of my large
fingers deep in her ass and she raised up from sucking my
cock and said,
"I'm ready... boy am I ready!"
She spun around on all fours and as I knelt behind her trim
ass she reached back and guided me in. It took a few
minutes but soon she was chanting,
"Yes... oh yes... I love it.... I love it everywhere..."
When I came she followed immediately. As I limply withdrew
we cuddled like spoons. Soon she said,
"Do you suppose black men really have bigger cocks like
they say? What if I can't handle it... oh hell I can
handle it. What if the man we choose doesn't want me?"
"Jane are you out of your mind? He will want you... trust
me."
"How will we do it Jim? How do we pick someone and get it
to happen?"
"If you trust me to do so, I will select a candidate, you
will meet him and if you like him we will decide how you
should seduce him. I think most men, certainly me, get
turned on by a women slowly revealing her charms a bit,
then more... and showing interest in us. A little sex
talk... hell we men are easy. But darling... I would
prefer to make it a gift to you... and me. If it is OK
with you I will take the lead. You will know what to do."
"Yeah you men ARE easy."
And she laughed and ran for the shower. As she hit the top
of the stairs she stopped and turned to me. I was walking
up the stairs behind her as she said,
"Jim I love you so much. I trust you with every thing.
Tell me what to do, God I can't believe how excited I am
about this..... just tell me what you want me to do."
end part 1
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