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My wife Debbie is a 32 year old school teacher, and a knock-out. She has
natural blonde hair (collar and cuff-links match), is 5’6 tall, and has a 35C –
24 – 35 hourglass figure, and the most beautiful green eyes. Her breasts are
full and supple with not a hint of sag, and her nipples radiate with a vivid
pinkish tone - they are luscious. Her stomach is smooth and hips are round and
firm. She has a fine shapely butt with a sexy sway that draws a man’s eyes like
a magnet. She has the sexiest legs, made for showing off bare, or in nylons.
Men turn to stare at her. What she can do to a bikini should to be against the
law.

We carry on sexual fantasies in our love making, which has led to a healthy sex
life. My name is Jack. I am 50 years old, a retail store manager, a little on
the portly side, and graying. I am not the catch I was when we married 10 years
ago, but Debbie is even sexier now than when I first met her.

Recently Debbie has started to fantasize about student teacher she works with at
school. She says he is so “good looking” even by girl standards that he is
beautiful. She says he flirts with her during school, making subtle eye
contact, winking, casually placing an arm around her or brushing against her.
She has found little notes he has written to her like “you are so beautiful” and
“go away with me?” and “I want to be with you.” She even saw in one of his
books a heart with “Debbie” written in it.

After one particularly hot sex session I told her I thought she was really taken
with this guy. She said he is very bright and popular in school and his
attention and flirting make her feel incredibly sensual. She trembles with
forbidden desire whenever he touches her. She says it’s like experiencing her
first time again.

I like the sex I get because of it, so I told her she should get a little more
daring and encourage him. “What do you mean? What kind of daring?” she asks. I
said she should dress provocatively and flirt back. “Tell him you really like
him, show him that you are interested. See what kind of reaction you get. Make
it hot, the hotter the better” I said.

“I can’t dress too provocatively in school. But I would like to be more daring
and tell him how I feel. But then what? I am sure he will take that as a
signal I am willing.” she declares. I said “go with the flow. If it feels
good, then go with it. ” “You would be alright with that?” she questions. “Yes,
of course. Think how sexy you will feel. That’s what we are talking about
here, isn’t it? Enjoying that first time feeling again,” I say. “Yes I want
to, but I am not sure how to discretely go about it. It would be taking a
chance.”

No more was spoken about it. That weekend we head to dinner at a swank club
with live music. Debbie is dressed to lure. She is wearing nude stockings and
a slinky white silk dress with spaghetti straps and ruffled hem line that comes
to just below the mid-thigh lace tops of her stockings, bare in the back to the
crest of her round bottom! It is cut so low and into the sides I can see the
flair of her hips giving just a hint of what else can be found inside. It has a
delicate see through effect, sheer enough that I can imagine her every charm as
she turns and moves for my approval! With no bra, her breasts move freely,
letting her nipples rub on the silky material making them erect, poking against
the fabric. Her breasts and the blushing pink of her areola and nipples are
visible through the semi-transparent piece. Her closely trimmed honey colored
pubic hair makes the opaque silk a slightly darker shade as she walks around and
turns to spin the skirt. Anyone looking will
know she is nude under it.

“You are pretty daring tonight, love. I can see everything. What brings this
on?” I ask. “Well, I am at my sexual peak and my desire made me brave today. I
decided I wanted to take a chance,” she winks at me. I am reminded of her near
nakedness every time she moves.

“I wrote a note to “Adrian” telling him how he made me feel. I promised if he
came by tonight he can see ‘more’ of me,” emphasizing in a hush the ‘more’ so
there wasn’t any doubt what she meant. “Is that ok?” she asks. “Of course it’s
ok, but do you think he will come?” I ask. “If he wants to see me naked he
will,” she smiles.

About 9PM a young man comes into the club and starts mingling through the crowd.
Looking around he notices us sitting in the darkened booth. He approaches us
and speaks directly to Debbie and says he is relieved to find her. It is him.
He is a perfect specimen of youth - lithe and almost girlishly beautiful with
short, curly dark hair. About 5' 5" tall and 95 lbs., some would call him
skinny. His skin is a dark, golden hued black. His facial features strike me
as alluring.

I had not been too surprised when she told me that she had an electric feeling
about her assistant. I had even suggested that she tease and encourage him as a
hot fantasy. I loved the idea that Debbie was having fantasies about a younger
man. Of course at the time I didn’t realize he was black, or that she might
actually be attracted to him. I could see now why he excited Debbie and that
she was undeniably attracted to him.

Debbie introduces Adrian to me. Then she asks him if he approves of her dress.
Gazing over her body with obvious longing, he tells Debbie how pretty she looks
and asks her to dance with him. She looks at me for reassurance. Without
hesitating I say "she is all yours, dance till your heart is content." With
that he takes her by the hand and leads her to the dance floor. She follows
tentatively glancing over her shoulder to be sure I am ok with this. I just
give her a wave.

Adrian turns out to be quite the dancer, and after some uncomfortable beginning
steps, Debbie starts to move smoothly with him, allowing him to guide her easily
about the dance floor. After a couple songs they seem to be perfectly
synchronized as if they had been dancing together for years.

Soon I find myself staring at them and realize that what is drawing my attention
is the fact that I can see right through Debbie's dress. I have a good
imagination, but I don’t need it. Her dress is much more translucent in the
lights on the dance floor than it is sitting at the table, or for that matter in
natural light. I also find this does not bother me. In fact I am getting hard
and excited by the fact that Adrian, unless he is blind, can see her nakedness
too. Although I didn’t know about it beforehand, she is certainly revealing her
body to him. Silently I applauded her boldness.

A slow song starts and without hesitation, Debbie moves into Adrian's arms
naturally. He is slightly shorter than her, but their bodies fit together and
their movements become a graceful, fluid flirtation to the music. As her dress
is backless, his black hand is on her fair skin, drawing a stark contrast. As
they move he slowly rubs her back. Soon his hand is resting on the small of her
back just above the waist of her dress. Then I see his hand slide slightly
down, under the material as he is obviously feeling the moment, and she makes no
attempt to stop him or prevent it. Since he must have felt he had her
'permission' his hand takes liberty to caress her bottom and pull her against
him. Together they grind their bodies as if alone.

I see her kiss his check and whisper into his ear, at which point he brushes a
kiss across her lips as the song ends, and the music set ends as well.

When they get back to the table Adrian sits next to Debbie, still holding her
hand. Her dress slides up as she climbs into the booth, but she makes no
attempt to pull it down. I am able to see the light hairs protecting her sex!
Debbie crosses her legs to the sound of nylon rubbing as her thighs meet. She
reaches to pull the skirt down to cover the stocking top and Adrian says “please
don’t.” She hesitates then drops her hand. He stares at her exposed thighs
above the shear nylon.

He then looks into her eyes and says “you are so beautiful and graceful. I am
honored that you would let me dance with you. Will you let me be with you
tonight?" I am startled out of my trance, and my first response is one of
surprise that he would so brazenly ask her this in front me. Does he mean what
I think? I have butterflies in my stomach as the blood is pounding in my ears. I
look at Debbie, and wonder if she will dare to have sex with this young black
man. Why not! How much hotter will this make her? I finally resolve in my
mind, she almost certainly won’t take this chance. I wait for her answer.

Adrian then releases her hand and lifts up her face to look him in the eye. He
leans forward and gently kisses her lips. He doesn’t try to force his tongue in
her mouth but his lips are firmly planted on hers. He is trying to seduce her.
Suddenly her mouth opens and her tongue gently plays across his mouth. He
responds by opening his mouth and touching her tongue with his. He holds the
kiss a few moments before breaking it. Adrian then says “I want to make love to
you.”

Dazed by how swiftly this was brought this on, I look at Debbie to see her
reaction. “I’m not sure we can take this that far Adrian. I am a married
woman,” she says looking at me. I say nothing as her eyes plead for some sign
one way or the other. Finally Debbie says “If my husband doesn’t object, I will
sleep with you.” Torn with what to say, I just sit there. She is willing to
have sex with him! She looks down at her hand and then slowly removes her
wedding ring, laying it on the table. Glancing at me she quietly says to Adrian
“A husband might object.” Adrian takes her hand and they head for the door, with
me following, wondering what I have gotten into. Will she really go that far?

Once at the house Adrian pulls Debbie to him. He doesn’t say a word just starts
to act. He draws her close to him and turns her to face me. He puts his hands
at her bare back, caressing her exposed hips, pulling her to him. Then slowly
he moves his hands around under her dress until I can see his fingers through
the silky material spread across her stomach. Little by little he brings his
hands up until they are just under the edge of her breasts. She is only a few
feet away from me, and I watch nervously as she easily sways from side to side,
undulating her hips and lifting the hem of her dress grinding against the
hardening bulge in his pants. Debbie keeps her eyes on me the whole time,
watching for a reaction.

He deliberately moves his hands higher until the swell of her soft breasts fills
his dark hands. He squeezes her nipples making her moan and gasp as he plies her
silky soft skin. My cock is aching; Debbie is shaking with anticipation. He
fondles her, touching her, stimulating her. She is trembling under the teasing
of his fingers making her nipples strain for release.

She tilts her head back to him, shivering, and kisses him gently on the lips.
He presses his mouth to her eager lips. He doesn’t try to touch her other than
stroke her breasts. Slowly she quits shaking and opens her mouth to his. His
tongue works its way around her lips and inside to find her tongue pressing
against his. He continues the deep kissing until she is answering him back. I
can tell by her breathing that she is extremely aroused and without my
interference will make love to him for real this night. Her actions leave
little doubt that stopping this is going to be my decision. I can not
understand nor fight the strange, thrilling urge that beckons to him ‘strip her
in front of me’.

His hands caress the slopes of her shoulders sliding the thin straps of her
dress down. With a slight swish the slinky material teases her bare skin as it
falls exposing her to the waist. The heavy scent of sex is seducing Debbie's
inhibitions and luring her into an ache for ecstasy that drives her to comply.
Her own hands then push the slight dress off her arms. It slips lightly to the
floor at her feet. Dressed only in her nylons now, I stand there watching. He
runs his hands gently over her body and delights in the sensuous glow overcoming
her. Her nipples are standing firm as her body anticipates the coming events.

His hands reach down to the soft honey blond pubic hair and part her feminine
lips. My GOD! His black hands on Debbie’s exposed flesh, and not mine, are
sending shivers down my spine. My mind no longer listens to my own words. This
is far over the line now. I am a walking need for relief. My cock is as hard as
it can possibly be. Debbie’s naked body and this young man’s exploitation have
somehow taken over my thoughts. I am here only for witnessing the sexual union
to come, and wanting it!

Debbie turns to him and begins to unbutton his shirt and I notice that his
boyish chest is a deep brown, free of hair. Throwing his shirt off his body and
on the floor, she kisses his neck and lets her hand roam down to his stomach.
His head arches back and his legs open slightly. She moves her fingers to undo
his pants, dropping them to the floor, and then over his underwear sliding them
to the floor. His cock is the darkest part of his body, baby smooth, glistening
black. I hear him moan.

Adrian whispers, "I don't want you to be disappointed. I'm......." Debbie,
quivering and breathing in short breaths says, "You make me feel so sensual, so
desired. I want to please you."

She grabs him with her shaking hand and leads him to our bedroom. Laying him
down on the comforter, eyes locked on his, she kisses him tenderly. She puts her
arm under his neck and cradles his head to her breast. His lips discover her
nipple and hands move carefully to explore her breast as she nurses him like a
baby. I can tell that she feels an electric shock as her lips tremble and she
gives him a weak smile, as she lays naked by his side. She is whispering to
him, her breathing is ragged, the scent of sex is rich and thick, and the aroma
fills my nose. “Tell me how I can pleasure you,” she sighs. His tongue traces
the outline of her dark pink nipple and then moves towards the lower regions of
her breast. She reaches down and touches his penis for the first time. Her hand
is so soft that he barely can feel it as she pulls him to her.

With her fingers touching his hardening, black cock, he lets her hand slowly go
over every inch, rubbing her fingers over his dark head, running her nails
lightly over him gently teasing his soft skin. My heartbeat thumps wildly and I
can feel the heat coming off of them.

His face is buried deep into her breast and I can see his warm, short breaths,
his moans getting louder. Adrian moves his lips to kiss each beautiful breast.
One by one he moves over the nipples suckling on them as he nurses from her. She
likes it when I play with her nipples and Adrian is doing everything right,
clearly much more experienced than his years would suggest. Adrian kisses down
her body until his tongue moves through the lips of her sex, as she whimpers and
lifts to meet him. He works his tongue in her until he can taste the fluid as
it comes from her body. I can tell that she is now ready for him and that she
is past stopping. She wants him badly.

Adrian has moved from caressing her breasts to a slight tugging at her nipples.
His fingers rise up the sides of them, stimulating them to even higher, harder
points. He cautiously moves his body up over her, his cock is within inches of
her wet opening. His cock closes on, and then touches her. The pressure of his
cock at her sex increases and I can see a sudden slipping as the head slides
slightly between her soaked lips. She arches her back up to help him enter her.
She is being sexually penetrated by a black cock for the first time, and I
watch. She cries as she tries to express her hunger for him.

“I want you in me Adrian,” she says. I feel compelled to say
something….”protection, she must have protection.” “Please don’t” Adrian pleads
to her. I had listened to her whispers. I knew she was not going to deny him.
There would be no protection.

I watch as his erection grows in length and thickness. I can not help but
wonder what I will feel like once he is inside her body, pressed against her
receptive womb. Is she going to take this kind of risk? I was wondering what
was happening to me.

She guides him as he enters her hot pussy. Inch by inch he is taking her. The
expansion and stretching of her is the most incredibly arousing sight I have
ever dreamed. My hands go to my hard cock. Her mouth is open and her eyes are
wide as Debbie’s body accepts this black penis into her deeper and deeper.

I watch as Adrian gently inserts his thickening penis into Debbie, fully
penetrating her, opening her sheath to his cock. Still he slips within her
until I can see his rock hard cock nudge her belly upward. I remember thinking,
"She is going to fuck him bare." Once he is in she throws her arms around his
neck and pulls him down to kiss her. He strokes into her once, twice, and then
again; it is the first time I've ever seen her fuck. I feel guilty because it
is tender, loving and shameless. A wrench of envy comes over me to see Adrian’s
glistening black shaft glide in and out of her crimson sex, his black hands
fondling her silky white breasts, and his lips nursing upon her nipples.

Adrian moves in and out of her for what seems like an eternity as I watch his
black cock fucking Debbie’s white cunt. He makes only slow soft movements;
nothing hard; nothing fast. Just slow gentle fucking motions into her, then out
of her, then back in filling her, stretching her, violating her with my tacit
permission. I had not said 'No.' I had not even thought 'No.'

I look into the mirror on the wall, and can clearly see how her pink lips are
spread, how his black penis rests comfortably inside her. Her soft folds have
been shoved apart and she has taken him like he belongs in her. I watch his
ebony body move in unison with her pale body in the mirror. The two, black and
white, bound in a mating embrace from primal time. I can see her sex suckling
his black cock as it fucks in and out of her.

Her legs lock around her lover as she digs her heels into his buttocks, pulling
him into her, forcing his black cock to fill her need until there is nothing
left outside. Her hips begin to rock as he withdraws his hardness from within
her. His muscles tense as he begins to drive harder into her. She arches her
back and heaves her hips meeting his thrusts.

"Adrian, I am so in love with you. Tell me how I can please you.” she cries,
tears in her eyes. Slowing, Adrian lifts up and stares into her green eyes and
asks, “Will you have my baby?”

“Yes my love, make your baby in me." Oh god she said it! She has chosen to mate
with him. I am watching her impregnation.

There is no life for me outside this fucking. I know she is fertile. She knew
her egg had begun its trip down her tubes, she said she was ready at the club.
All he has to do is provide her egg with one tiny sperm to fulfill his desire.
And he has buried deep within her the very means that will.

His penis begins to stir again. Her body responds to his sexuality without
prompting. She holds her legs straight up in the air as he is driving his cock
buried deep within her hard and fast, right in front of me. His strokes grow
longer within her as her body quivers again in a freshly awakened need.

Debbie is having one climax after another. She holds her legs high on his back
so she can feel his seed when it seeks her egg. She starts bucking again
uncontrollably. He reaches both hands under her and pulls her up as tight to
him as he can get to ram his young black cock deep into her hot cunt. He is
going to make my wife pregnant.

I can sense his sperm erupting from his penis within her, and I scream
‘Noooooo.’ It is too late. Her legs fastened around him ensure his sperm will
stay deep inside her. She gasps in orgasm as she feels his cock spilling his
seed. I shake, mesmerized, watching the joining of their two bodies as he
places his black seed within my wife’s waiting womb, bonded together to start
the life of her love baby.