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My story takes place in 1975 in a small north east town in North Carolina. My wife and I had a MMF relationship for 2 years with one guy only. I enjoyed seeing her get a good screwing and she enjoyed getting it. Not that our sex lives was bad. We both enjoyed the 3 way. Sometimes it would be only her and our friend if I had to be out of town. He would come over and stay the night with her. He would sleep on his side of the bed and she on hers. RIGHT. Actually, that's not right. They would screw like rabbits most of the night. But that's another story.

This story is about her first black man. We had moved to northeast, NC and our MMF friend was several hundred miles away. We had not had a 3some for over a year. I had made friends with a black man. Nice guy. He would come over for dinner at times, and watch TV with us. My wife was comfortable with him and they flirted and picked at each other a lot. I could tell it excited her.

After a couple of drinks one night, she stood up, lost her balance, and fell in his lap. Her hand went between his legs as she fell, hitting him in the balls. He doubled over in pain. This was an accident and she felt really bad about it. His pain finally ended and he was OK. He started picking at her that she had felt him and that now it was his turn to feel her. We were all feeling better by now so I told her to let him feel her tits. At 20 years old and after one child, she still had firm 34B tits. 5foot5, and 120lbs. With her being a little tipsy, she slowly opened her top showing her bra. Then slowly she began to pull her bra up. Finally getting just above her nipples, she let them both out. This had taken about 5 minutes. I could see he had a hard on. He was sitting on the couch. She moved forward and straddled his legs putting her tits in his face.

He didn't need any one to tell him what to do. He started sucking and playing with her tits. My cock was about to explode just watching. She looked at me with a smile I knew. It was a smile that she wanted to fuck him. I smiled back and motioned towards the bedroom. She got up, took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. He looked at me. I gave him a thumbs up not saying anything.

Once in the bedroom, the clothes flew off. He wasted no time getting on top of her. No more foreplay. His cock wasn't very long but very thick. She spread her legs. He was pushing in her in seconds. Then I thought about something. She wasn't on birth control. Here I was watching a very dark black man with my very white wife with him balls deep. I was trying to think about when her fertile time was. All the excitment was blocking my ability to think clearly.

It was a beautiful sight. She was moaning and he was giving it to her balls deep. This lasted about 10 minutes. She said she was about to cum. He put both hands under her rear, she wrapped her legs around him, drove his cock deep as possible, and they both cum together.

They stayed together till he went soft and it came out. A lot of cum also came out. Both got dressed and a short time later he left. We waited for 2 weeks before her period started. She must have missed getting pregnant by only one day. We talked about the possibility of her getting pregnant. It would always make her very wet and horny knowing that she came that close to getting pregnant by a black man. She asked me a month later if she could take another chance of getting pregnant again. I thought it was a good idea.