Before we start, I think I should give a brief description of my wife, Julie. She is 26, she is a thin 5'3" 105lbs with long red flaming hair (a real red I could add!), blue eyes, and a set of red pouting hairs made to suck the cock. It also has a nice solid pair of 38B that are just asking to be sucked and squeezed. Its lower half is even better, measuring to a nice 36 inches with a pussy that is meticulously cut to expose its soft lips and hold. Julie also likes to give head and get fucked pecorina-style. My wife can be quite submissive sometimes. One of my fantasies is to watch my wife serve more than one man at the same time. Below is what happened a couple of weeks ago.

We’ve been swinging for several years, when Tom, my hubby, started talking about me, taking a black guy. I made him talk, but I couldn’t wait to hear a big black dick inside me. It was always taboo while I was raised in a small southern town. I always felt black men were well hung up and my hubby was a little short in that department. I finally agreed to place an ad in our swingers group to see what we could find. We’ve been through both answers and picked a guy who’s been through our city a lot since he was a driver. We arranged a meeting with Gene just to get to know each other and see if we wanted to meet. We met him for a drink next time he was in town and decided to make an appointment for the next week. I knew as soon as I saw this guy I wanted him to be my first black lover. It was very muscular, tall and beautiful and also very nice. When we went out to say hi, he asked Hubby if he could kiss me and he agreed. He brought me in and gave me the most passionate kiss I’d ever heard. I could feel his dick getting tough in his pants and he felt huge. I wanted to fuck him right there in the parking lot, but I didn’t want Hubby to know how excited I was, he could come back out. Finally Tom jokingly said: “You two better cool or we’ll never make it till next week.”

I am the average child, with sisters, a bigger and a younger. Both my parents are still married. My story happened five years ago when I was 15. My older sister, Susan, was 18 and my younger sister, Sara, 14. At the time, both of my sisters were beautiful. (They’re done) My oldest had nice tits, long legs and a nice round ass. My younger sister had begun to bloom at 12 years, and she had pretty nice sized tits, for her age.

I love my husband. He’s a good father to my children, he’s attractive and a good friend. We have a good relationship and we like to be together. Our sex life is wonderful. I never thought I’d cheat on him, but sometimes things happen.

Keith must travel a lot in his job. During such a trip, children were out of school and since I had to work, they were with their grandparents. After work, some of my colleagues decided to go to a local bar for a happy hour. Lance, one of the new partners, wasn’t familiar with the area, so I offered to give him a ride. In retrospective, I wonder if there was anything about Freudian.

I agree with my apartment partner Martha OK, but since we are working both women and active on weekends, we do not keep the apartment clean and clean as we would like. We never seemed able to find time to give him straightening and cleaning that really needed so we desperately hoped to get him back together. I heard a colleague talk about a friend who hired someone to help do their cleaning and I immediately realized that’s what we should do. I discovered the name of the cleaning woman and decided to hire her for a Saturday that Martha and I would dedicate to our task. With three of us working, we should be able to do wonders in one day.