If my husband, Paul, had known how things were going to turn out, I don’t think he would have gotten himself into the situation he now is.
Paul and I met at college, married soon afterwards and have been together for 18 years. He is 42 and I am 41, but people tell me I look ten years younger. I guess I’m lucky in that I’m naturally slim and the little weight I have put on over the years has gone straight to my breasts, giving me a 36C 25 36 figure. I would be naïve if I didn’t admit that most of our male friends pay me particular attention at parties and quite a few have tried to feel me up in some way. Much as this has flattered me I’ve never let anything happen, but it has added spice to our lovemaking when I’ve told Paul about it.
You see, Paul is one of these guys who has always loved the idea of me with another man’s cock in me and we have frequently spiced our sex life up with fantasies of me having sex with someone else. Mostly I would imagine I was being fucked by a stud from one of the porn movies we sometimes watch, but sometimes I would tell Paul that it was one of our friends who had been paying me particular attention.
Up until a month ago these remained just as fantasies, but one night when we were making love and I was close to orgasm Paul said
“I bet you wish you were being fucked by a big cock now, don’t you?”
“Oh yes I do” I replied
“I bet you’d really like a big black cock in you. I bet you’d love it if I fixed up for you to be fucked by a big black cock wouldn’t you?” he continued “Say that you would. Gone on, say it”
The thought of being opened up by a big cock pushed me over the edge and as I came I yelled “Mmmm Oh god, I’d love it. I’d love a big cock in me!” and as I came Paul pumped into me as my cunt gripped his cock and filled me with his spunk.
Several weeks later Paul came home one night and said “I’ve a surprise for you. It’s something you’ve always wanted”
I looked round wondering what he’d bought me. “Where is it?”
“Not where is it. You mean when is it.”
“Okay. When is it?”
Paul grinned “This Saturday night”
“Oh come on Paul. Don’t keep me in suspense!”
My heart missed a beat when he replied “On Saturday Jill. You are going to be fucked by a big black cock. I’ve set it up and I’m going to film it.”
I stammered “You’ve got to be joking. I mean you know…These things are just fantasies.”
“Come on Jill. You’ve always liked the idea and now it’s going to happen for real. I only want you to do it just the once and we’ll have the film to watch in the future when we want to re-live it again. What harm can it do if I’m cool about it. You know I’ve always liked the idea.”
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