A Young Black Stud For My Wife

My wife had a preference for black men before we were married.  According to what she told me, she had fucked many Afro-American men and Africans.  She seemed to be turned-on by the contrast of her pale skin against their black skin.  Plus, she was turned-on by the erotic image of crossing the color line.

After we were married, however, she insisted upon a monogamous relationship between us, even though I let her know that she could take lovers, as long as I knew about it.

In her mid-40's she came to me to say that she wanted to re-experience the sex she had in her 20's, before she was too old.  She still had a terrific body.  She looked great in a bikini.  I said, "Go for it."

She went online and started communicating with a young black man.  He was a former college basketball player, almost half her age.  He was trying out for a professional team.  I don't know if his primary interest in my wife was because she was white, or older, or married.  But without doubt, he was interested.  

So, after emailing back and forth, they finally met, and started going out.  

Each time she went out with him, I would sit at home, wondering if he was nailing her.  But she would come home and say, "No we didn't go all the way."  She dated him for nine months, but he never fucked her.  They would play around, kissing, fondling... and she took his cock in her mouth... but they never went all the way.  I really don't know how he took it.  But he was patient, and never went farther than she was willing to go.  

My wife and I kidded about how she could help him as he tried out for a professional team by helping to reduced his stress.  If he made the team, she thought it would be fun to show up in the locker room after the first game as the woman who helped him make the team, because he `made her.'  

He lived with his father, so they couldn't go to his house.  And, for some reason I never understood, they didn't get a room at a motel.

Finally, she asked me if she could get together with him at our house on a Wednesday evening.  I agreed that I would take our daughter out to her piano lesson on Wednesday, and delay returning until 9:30 PM, to give them time together.

When Wednesday came, I got our daughter ready to leave before my wife came home from work.  She arrived at 7 PM, just before we were ready to leave.  She was dressed in a business suit that she had worn to work, but I knew from watching her dress that morning that underneath she was wearing sexy underwear that she had gotten from Victoria's Secret.  

I knew that she would soon be displaying those sexy undies to her young, soon-to-be black lover.  She was somewhat giddy as I kissed her goodbye and drove away, as she awaited the arrival of her young black lover.

The next couple of hours were exquisite torture for me.  I knew that her young black lover was arriving at our house, and was going to be fucking my wife in our marriage bed.  At that very moment while I was out, he might be penetrating my wife's cunt with his black cock.  

Finally, well after 9:30 PM, I returned with our daughter.  I found my wife in our bed in her pajamas, as if nothing had happened.  I did see her bra and panties lying on the floor, scattered as if discarded on the way to our bed.  

After we put our daughter to bed, I asked if he had come over.  She told me "yes,' but I had to work for the details.  

She did tell me that he was nervous.  He was afraid I might come home while he was there in bed with her.  She assured him that if that happened I would be okay with it, and would just ask if he was enjoying her.  

Rather than the "black bull" stereotype, she said he was a very gentle and attentive lover.  I asked her what he had thought about fucking an older, white, married woman.  Her response was he thought "my pussy was really tight."  Her comment almost made me cum in my pants.  

I really loved the idea that her young black lover had fucked her in our marriage bed.  The next step will be for me to be there when it happens again.


