The first year of Erica after the university was very disappointing for romance. He made friends, but he didn’t find any guy to play with. He crossed his wardrobe and selected a dress for one night in the city. First the black stockings attached to a satin garter belt. Then a pair of almost luminescent white panties, followed by a loose silk shirt and a skirt over the knee. Finally, some medium heels, a custom jacket, some light makeup and perfume. Erica decided to go to the Max Club, a bar north that was not too crowded. That night the crowd was lively, if small. It didn’t take long to attract the attention of a high blond. He was wearing a submissive leather jacket and black jeans. He choked at the table with another bottle of beer he was drinking.

Me and my hubby had always fantasized about me fucking other men. When we were gonna fuck, he’d tell me how much he wants me to get fucked by four or more guys at the same time. In return I told him the times I fucked before we were married and he would really turn on to hear me describe how their dicks felt going to me and cumming in my mouth and pussy.

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.