Kathy first met a black man without her husband’s knowledge and had a great time experiencing her first taste of black cock. Kathy told me she loved meeting them and watching the contrast of seeing a huge thick black cock as it slices into her pussy. Kathy still felt guilty about going out with these
Talking while having sex is risky for us guys. I sometimes think we don’t have enough blood to support both brain and boner at the same time. “How come you’re so turned-on about guys I used to have sex with when I was dating and yet you were so upset that your ex-wife cheated on
About two weeks ago we received an envelope with a picture of a young good looking, tall black stud who had a 10 inch cock and wanted to join us in our fantasy. We contacted him and arranged to meet at our place the following night. When he arrived I thought Jennie was going to
Kim and I had been married for five years now. Kim is a very beautiful brunette (Bust 34C Waist 24 Hips 34 5ft5″). She had received a strong catholic upbringing. Sex had never been her strong point for her or a central part of our marriage and as time went by she seemed to lose
My wife Beth had been getting ready for the party all day. She is one of the most attractive women in our neighbourhood, and was always one of the hottest women whenever we went to a bar or somewhere in public. Men were constantly checking her out, and what’s worse, she was constantly giving them
“What do you think of him, Connie?” I whispered. I nodded in the direction of a muscular, somewhat intimidating looking, black man sitting up at the bar. My wife and I were sitting in a little neighborhood tavern near our hotel looking for a likely candidate. We’d been fantasizing about having a threesome with another
I was at the top of the stairs and was heading for the bathroom when I turned my head to look along the dark hallway in to our bedroom. There was my wife with her white towelling robe wrapped round her rummaging through her chest of draws for underwear; she lifted out her black and
The room was dark with only candles illuminating the tables as I walked inside the restaurant. My heart was racing as I contemplated what I was getting myself into. I had agreed to meet a couple at the restaurant to see if I met their screening criteria to join them in a rendezvous for sex.