The Young Black Exchange Student Who Lives With Us

My husband and I agreed to be an exchange student sponsor for the local college.  It seemed like a noble thing to do, and our exchange student turned out to be a nice young black guy from Africa, a charming good looking young man of 19.

After a few days I noticed that he was paying special attention to me, and was complimenting me on my looks.  He would give me hugs, and soon started kissing me on the lips when he left or came home from his classes.  

I must admit that I was enjoying the attention, and wondered if he was having thoughts of other things regarding me.  The attention moved to more touching and squeezing, and I started to notice a bulge in his pant front at times when he was around me.

One day my husband said we needed to talk.  He told me that our student (Monty) had confided in him that he was sexually attracted to me, and wanted to know if it was OK for him to approach me.  My husband told me he was not surprised, but I was shocked at first.  I listened as my husband said that it was not unusual in his tribe for the men to offer their wives to another male friend who was visiting for a long period of time in his home.  I was amazed at this, and (acting shocked) asked my husband if he really thought it was something for us to consider.

My hubby said that he too was surprised at first, but understood how Monty must feel, being away from his tribe... and at his age, he must surely have some strong feelings, especially when in my presence, "with all your charms."  I smiled and expressed my appreciation for his compliments, and those of our young black exchange student from Africa.  

I asked my hubby if he was asking me to take care of the sexual needs of the young student.  He replied that, "It was a thought," and that if I wanted to consider it, that he would leave the decision to me.  I was shocked that he would even consider the idea, and said that I would think about it, as the whole idea was a surprise to me.

The next morning, I noticed that Monty was especially happy and attentive as he hugged me and pinched me on the bottom with a certain amount of extra zest.  He kissed me passionately before he left for school (I could tell he had a big erection).  I thought that perhaps my hubby had told him that I was considering the matter of my pleasing him.  (Darn him!  Oh well he must want me to take care of Monty, or he would not have discussed that matter with me).  I admit that I had some very erotic thoughts of my own, and was horny most of the day as I thought about it and reached my decision.

Yes, I decided, I will do it!  I acknowledged to myself that I wanted to do it!  I felt my hubby wanted me to do it!  Above all, Monty wanted this 34-year-old white wife to take care of his black pole... and I decided I was going to take care of him.  

He is such a nice guy, and I wanted to see what I could do with that black joy rod he has between his legs, pumping his black seed into my white pussy.

When Monty came in that afternoon he gave me a hug, and kissed me on the lips.  As I pulled him to me I pressed my dress-covered dark curly wet mound of hair against his hard cock.  I said to him, "If you need me tonight, I will come see you."  He kissed me hard and said, "Yes, I will be waiting."  As we parted, he rubbed my butt and pushed his erection hard against me.

When my hubby came home I informed him that I had decided to help Monty, and sleep with him when he needed me.  My hubby kissed me and said that he was happy that I had decided to help our student, as he was such a nice guy.  He told me that he wanted me to share my experiences with him.  I could tell that he was breathing rapidly and was aroused by my announcement.

That night as I prepared to go to Monty, I asked my hubby to help me dress.  He suggested my black lacy shortie nightgown, with nothing under, and some perfume.  When I was ready, my hubby kissed me, felt all over my body, and played with me.  He felt my honey pot where the honey was already running.

He said, "I think you're really turned on by this."  I replied that I was, and that I hoped that Monty liked me.  I went into Monty's room where he was studying, and announced my presence.  He stood, and his eyes got huge.  He just starred at me and said, "Good, good, good!  You are more beautiful than I dreamed."  He grabbed me, and suddenly we were grabbing each other frantically as we both hurriedly undressed him.

I saw his black rod, and wanted to suckle it immediately.  As I did, he moaned with pleasure and fell back onto the bed.  As I moved above him, I straddled his black cock and moved my wet hungry pussy over and down onto his black shaft, pulling my gown up around my waist.  

He moaned loudly, and pulled me to him as he started thrusting very hard against me.  I was meeting every thrust as we locked our mouths together.  We then rolled over, and as I did, I caught a glimpse of my hubby standing just outside the open door, observing everything we were doing.

I was too hot and involved to object to his presence (actually it gave an unexpected boost to my horniness), as my black lover pushed his black love rod home.  He slammed his black ball sack against my white bottom as I felt him explode his seed deep inside me.  I stiffened, shook, and became limp.  He collapsed on top of me, and we lay there a few minutes.

He said, "My dearest lover, I am so satisfied and I thank you for being mine tonight."  I kissed him, and said that it was my pleasure, and that I surely wanted to keep him happy.  I told him I would be glad to do so any time he needed me.  He was soon asleep, and I went to my bed.  My hubby was awake, and was as horny as I had ever seen him.

My husband started playing with me, as I was telling him of my earth shattering experience and how much I had enjoyed it.  I was again aroused.  My hubby slid into me, and quickly reached his orgasm while pumping through Monty's left-over cum.  I had one again too.

We later decided that all three of us could sleep together on our special nights.  I can assure you that sex with a young black lover, and an understanding hubby, is something to be experienced.

If you are an adventureous couple, I strongly encourage you to consider inviting a male exchange student to live with you.  You may end up having as much fun as I am having.
