Part 1: The Beginning

Our's is an unusual tale I believe. One of shared fantasies and then ultimate fulfillment. Perhaps this occurs a lot but if it does I am not aware of it. My beautiful and very sexy wife Jane, and I enjoy a full, rich sex life. One of the many many things that makes it so rich is openness and the sharing of our sexual fantasies with each other. During sex we often enjoy telling each other little sex stories centered on each of our fantasies. Over the years we have both gotten pretty good at spinning a web of excitement for each other. It really has enhanced our sex life a great deal. In fact, as it turned out, much more than I could ever have anticipated.

As I said Jane and I often shared our fantasies, and she had many, to enhance our love making. Among hers were... But I was about to learn of one, she'd never shared before, and it turned out to be a favorite of hers. Here's how it happened and how it changed us..."

One of my favorite fantasies has always been to have the opportunity to watch Jane get fucked by another man. In my fantasy I usually instigate the action with first some sort of meeting, for dinner possibly. During the evening I slowly begin to hint about my desires. The hints get more and more obvious until I ultimately reveal to my wife and the man having dinner with us that I would love to watch the two of them make love. Sometimes the man is my boss or perhaps a friend or even sometimes a stranger.

I was telling Jane a story of this type one night as she was giving me head... she is so good at that... I started a story about Philip, this good looking friend of ours that Jane has 'secretly' lusted after for some time. In my little story he is visiting with us in our home. I start asking him what he thinks about Jane's body. The three of us were sipping wine before dinner. Jane is very well built and turns many a head. Jane, in the story, looks over at me as if to say 'What are you doing?' with this surprised expression on her face. But Philip smiles and tells me he thinks Jane is one very sexy lady. That he has envied me a lot. I was just stating to roll on the story when she raised her mouth from sucking my hard cock and looking up at me said,

"Could you let it be Carl this time honey... please?"

Carl is one of the attorneys in my office. I am the lead attorney in our firm and Carl works for me. Carl is a very handsome young stud... Carl is also black and a lot of fun. I smiled at her and shifted the story to Carl as she returned her mouth to my cock. I went on about how his dark skin contrasted nicely with her paleness, how as he undressed her his black hands on her bare alabaster breasts excited me as I watched him take her clothing off piece by piece, taking time to enjoy each new charm as it was unveiled to his eyes and hands.

I watched her closely as I told my tale and her eyes looked up at me frequently as she continued to suck my cock. The look in her eyes was pure unadulterated lust. She was in another world and lost to her real surroundings.

As I carried the story through... to him revealing his huge cock. I described it as long and huge in girth and throbbing as she covered it with her mouth. As I escalated the story further, Jane began to suck harder and move her mouth up and down on my cock, faster and faster until, just as Carl shoved his huge cock deep in Jane's cunt, I spilled my cum in her mouth with explosive force. She made these little whimpering sounds as she was obviously very much into this fantasy tale. She took my cum and swallowed all of it. Before I could even start to soften she raised up and lay beside me spreading her legs and saying,

"Oh fuck me Carl... hurry I want your big black cock in me so bad..."

I was the only male there. My name is Jim, but I assumed she meant me. I was most happy to oblige. She was rabid in her need and I had to hold on to her to stay buried in her very wet cunt. It seemed hotter and wilder than ever before, and that is saying a lot for Jane. It didn't take long until she burst in a series of climaxes as she mumbled,

"Yes... fuck me hard... yes Carl... oh please fuck me..."

First I started to cum, and then she responded again and came and came until we both fell in a near lifeless heap in each other's arms. It had been the best sex we had enjoyed in some time. It was some time later when she raised her head and looked at me with this sheepish look on her face and said,

"Wow... that was fantastic honey... "

"I agree... but just call me Carl..."

"I know... sorry... I called you that several times didn't I?... I guess I wasn't fucking you... I was fucking Carl."

"Yeah... you sure were... it was wild Jane... you really dug fucking Carl."

"Uh-huh... I guess I have to confess... I had one more fantasy you didn't know about."

"I think I know it now..."

"Yes... I guess you do... over the last couple of years, since Carl went to work for you, the idea of a good looking black man making wild love to me has come to excite the hell out of me.

I haven't mentioned it cause I didn't know how you would react. Do you mind terribly?"

I looked at my nude beauty and cupped one of her large firm breasts. As I lovingly caressed it she sighed and cuddled against me... I kissed her lips lightly. She then repeated her question,

"Jim... is it bothering you that I fantasized about fucking a black man? It was just a fantasy sweetheart... you OK with that?"

I smiled at her and pinched her nipple. She groaned like I knew she would. She loves that. Then I said,

"Yes honey... I'm fine with that, I don't mind... except this little thing, why did you hold it back from me?"

"Damn... I'm not even sure. I guess I was afraid the idea of a black guy making love to me might upset you. That is so taboo to so many folks."

"Obviously not to you... damn you were hot fucking Carl."

"I can't deny it... it really makes me hot. Jealous?"

"Maybe a little."

"Jim... I love you. You are my guy and no one will ever replace you. I might fantasize about fucking Carl but it was your cock in me. We can drop it right now..."

I lay there with my hand caressing her gorgeous tit as I looked into those blue eyes. She raised up and kissed me and then said,

"Jim... please don't be upset... tell me you still love me. I won't bring it up again..."

"Of course I still love you Jane... nothing is going to change that. I was just thinking about it all. Wondering why as I have fantasized about lots of men fucking you, why none of them were ever black?"

She laughed sort of guiltily and said,

"I make up for it honey... when I masturbate... almost all the men are black."

I laughed and felt her cool fingers wrap around my half hard cock. Then she asked coyly,

"Did you enjoy Carl fucking me?"

"Yes... I did... a lot."

She had opened her legs and was now rubbing my growing cock up and down in her outer lips and over her swollen clit. She was very wet and it felt so good. Then she smiled and raised up on her knees, throwing one leg across me she slowly descended as she guided my cock into her again.

She looked at me as it was all the way in and winked saying,

"Oh Carl... your big black cock feel so good in me."

She slowly worked up and down my rigid pole as she moaned softly with pleasure. I cupped her lovely pair of tits in my hands and squeezed and pinched just the way she loves. The way her hot tight cunt felt on my cock she could call me anything she wanted to. After a few minutes of this I smiled up at her and started a new story... this one about how we decided she should really let Carl fuck her while I watched. She went absolutely ballistic... fucking me harder than ever and chanting,

"Yes... yes... yes..."

Much later as we settled for sleep in each others arms. She was half asleep and I kissed her lovingly. She returned it automatically. As I looked at her thinking about the evening I said softly,

"Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?"

Part 2

The next morning was the normal rush as we both got off to work with our usual confusion. She called during the day just to say she loved me and loved our life together. I called her back later and told her I adored her and that nothing could ever pull us apart. When I got home from work she was already there and had on a halter top, very revealing, and very short cut off jeans. She knows I love that outfit and when she wears it she never has anything else on under it. I knew it also meant she was turned on and was trying to get my interest. It certainly worked. I kissed her hello and she made it last longer than normal... and hotter. I looked at her and smiled and said,

"Are you looking for another visit from Carl?"

"Maybe... if it's OK with you."

She sort of worked her loins against my cock and soon I was getting hard and turned on completely. Then she asked in a very small voice,

"Last night was wonderful and I know I would enjoy more of that. I was so hot as you were inside me and talked to me about what Carl was doing to me. Today I spent half the day thinking about sex with different black men I know at work. I was wet all day long... and now I am dying to be fucked again... by you... and Carl and any other black or white or green guys from your fertile imagination."

She paused and kissed me again and I knew something else was coming... something she was tentative about. She continued,

"... But I also have a question honey? Last night as I was almost but not quite asleep I think you said something like, 'Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?'. I wasn't sure I didn't dream it... did you really say that?"

"I did say exactly that. I was laying there looking at how beautiful and sexy you are and I suddenly wondered what it would be like if it really did happen. If somehow we arranged for some mutually acceptable black guy to make love to you while I watched... and then joined in for a torrid threesome."

I saw her shiver and I knew the idea intrigued her. She had closed her eyes for a moment and then she slowly opened them and kissed me passionately for a long minute. Then she broke the kiss and snuggled down into my arms.

"Are you serious Jim? Would you really want me to fuck some other guy, a black guy, while you watched us? Then a threesome."

"Maybe... interested?"

"Oh shit Jim... Yes... No... I don't know... maybe. Would you like for me to do that?"

"I think I would love to watch Carl, or some other man, fuck my hot wife. It makes me hard as hell when I think about you and another guy. If he is black it doesn't bother me. That is how I spent most of the day. Every time Carl came into my office I wondered about how I would feel about watching him fuck you for real? You said you were wet all day... I was hard most of the day. I have a small worry about you getting so caught up with your black guy that you forget me completely."

She sort of settled to the floor and pulled me with her as she whispered,

"I need you so bad... JIM. I will always need you. The other could only be an occasional side dish but you honey are my main course. And always will be."

The sex was great... as good as the night before. When we finally got up off the floor, Jane fixed dinner still bare ass. I loved watching her sexy body move around the kitchen. I had to laugh as she repeatedly had to wipe my cum off of her legs as it obeyed gravity. I slipped into a pair of old jeans and rejoined her in the kitchen. I stood there watching her and getting turned on again and wondered how serious I really was. I decided that, at that moment, I, in deed, was very serious. I wondered, 'Would Jane really go along with this? If so it probably shouldn't be Carl, to close at work... but who?' I was actually trying to think of a black friend or acquaintance or even a stranger (if we could check him out thoroughly)... I was seriously thinking of a guy to make love to my hot wife at my request.

We ate and chatted about everything except sex and black men. Jane was still nude. She really was a show off. She loved to show off her great body. That was another fantasy we shared and fulfilled occasionally, revealing her charms in public... but carefully (that is another story). After dinner we went into the den with our wine and cuddled up on the couch. Jane's nipples had been hard for most of the evening... and were now. She was obviously still turned on and I was pretty sure I knew about what. Knowing her the way I do I figured she was still thinking about making her black fantasy come true. I also knew she would not mention it again. If it was going to move forward I would have to make it move.

"Jane are you avoiding talking about it?"

"Yes... I don't want to push it if you aren't sure."

"I want to talk about it... if we decided to really do this, who did you have in mind? I would rather it wasn't Carl... because of work... at least not the first time."

I then realized that I just told her I was seriously considering making it happen and that it probably could happen more than once if it worked out. Jane didn't miss any of it and she stared at me. Then she lovingly leaned over and kissed my lips gently. As she sat back shortly she said,

"Jim honey... I love you with all my heart... but... I admit I want it. I do want it to really happen. Maybe once, maybe lots. Someone like Carl, I don't want to pick a particular black man, I think. I just want my black fantasy to become real. If it does happen I'm not sure I should fuck the same guy too many times. That way I know no attachment is likely to occur. How do you feel about that?"

"I am hard just talking about it."

She looked down and then unzipped my jeans and pulled my hard cock free. She lovingly began to stroke it and then,

"It really does excite you doesn't it honey? At least the fantasy. I'm so glad. But do you think you can really deal with another guy making love to me?"

Before I could answer her she said,

"No... No I don't mean that. What you and I do is make love... what I mean is can you deal with me being fucked by a black man?"

"If I am there to watch... I think so."

"I would never do it without you with me. Don't you know that. I want this to be our fantasy. You want to watch another man fuck me and I want him to be black. What would you want me to do? Is it alright if I suck his cock? Fuck him with my cunt? Let him cum in my mouth and cunt? All over me? What if he wants to fuck my ass?"

She was working to turn me on and it was working.

"Yeah Jane all of that... anything that feels right to you sweetheart. It all sounds hot as hell."

She had dropped her head and was sucking me again. I moaned and pushed my hips up to her mouth. After a moment of that pleasure she raised up and said,

"Darling I want you in my ass... it has been too long since we did it that way."

I started to stroke her cute ass and explore... closer and closer to her cute puckered ass hole. I moistened my fingers in her wet cunt and transferred that lubrication to her anus. My fingers soon slipped in easily and she was writhing with pleasure. She knew I had two of my large fingers deep in her ass and she raised up from sucking my cock and said,

"I'm ready... boy am I ready!"

She spun around on all fours and as I knelt behind her trim ass she reached back and guided me in. It took a few minutes but soon she was chanting,

"Yes... oh yes... I love it... I love it everywhere..."

When I came she followed immediately. As I limply withdrew we cuddled like spoons. Soon she said,

"Do you suppose black men really have bigger cocks like they say? What if I can't handle it... oh hell I can handle it. What if the man we choose doesn't want me?"

"Jane are you out of your mind? He will want you... trust me."

"How will we do it Jim? How do we pick someone and get it to happen?"

"If you trust me to do so, I will select a candidate, you will meet him and if you like him we will decide how you should seduce him. I think most men, certainly me, get turned on by a women slowly revealing her charms a bit, then more... and showing interest in us. A little sex talk... hell we men are easy. But darling... I would prefer to make it a gift to you... and me. If it is OK with you I will take the lead. You will know what to do."

"Yeah you men ARE easy."

And she laughed and ran for the shower. As she hit the top of the stairs she stopped and turned to me. I was walking up the stairs behind her as she said,

"Jim I love you so much. I trust you with every thing. Tell me what to do, God I can't believe how excited I am about this... just tell me what you want me to do."

Part 3

The next day I began to wonder if I had over stepped the possible. No I didn't have second thoughts about it happening. I was so turned on by the idea of a black man having sex with my wife while I watched that I could hardly stand it. But who? Where do I find this good looking, charming, clean, well hung black man that was acceptable to Jane and I and was willing to join us and keep his mouth shut. Anyone approaching me with such a story would be suspect at best. I could loose my license over something like this not to mention acquire a hell of a reputation.

Carl was perfect I decided, too bad he worked for me. I put it out of my head then before it drove me crazy. Then one day a week or so later, possibilities reopened as Carl came into my office and flopped down in a chair saying,

"Whew... some of these divorce cases... did you see her?"

He was referring to the beautiful young women that had just left his office. She was a dream, sexy, expensively dressed.

"Yeah, I saw her. Nice."

"Nice?... she is a wet dream... Can you believe she suggested we meet somewhere for dinner some night soon. She hinted at a lot more."

"So?"

"You know I can't date a client... Can I?"

I glanced down at his cock and it was large, partially hard and clearly outlined through his pants. I laughed and pointed at his crotch and said,

"Tell your pet that cowboy. It seems to think there is a real possibility."

He chuckled and his hand stroked his cock,

"Yeah she did turn me on."

"Be careful, be discrete, enjoy. Are you concerned because she is white?"

"No... that is a turn on for me... does that bother you Jim?"

"Not a bit Carl. But we didn't have this conversation. She is a mature woman and I think she probably knows what she wants. Who am I to say anything. But if you do... satisfy my prurient curiosity... if you do... anything... tell me OK?"

Then I thought 'If he does then I have my candidate for Jane'.

A couple of weeks later I looked out my office door just in time to see Carl and that young lady as they came out of his office. She smiled and leaned over and kissed him briefly. I quickly looked away and pretended not to notice them at all. He escorted her to the door and then came into my office, closing the door behind him,

"You saw didn't you?"

"Yep"

"Well?"

"Well what... you haven't told me anything... and after you tell me you still haven't told me anything."

"She is hot Jim... soooo hot. This new freedom of having a divorce, with a big big big settlement seems to have turned her into a wild woman. I love it... OK OK I will tell you. We had dinner and ended up in her apartment. Without going into all the details we ended up in the sack and she was/is fantastic. In fact I have spent more time there lately then at my place. I don't know of anything we haven't tried... and repeated several times. She is so horny all the time. Shit so am I when I am with her."

"Good huh?"

"Yeah"

He looked like a man who had just found water in a desert. He didn't know it yet but his pool was going to get a lot fuller. But not as long as his divorcee was around. I wanted Jane to have his undivided attention, at least for a while. I assumed that his thing with the divorcee would play itself out soon enough.

Jane had been great about the waiting. I knew she was eager for this to happen but she had not mentioned my search even once.

A couple of times I started to share with her what was going on but she stopped me,

"I can wait honey. I am perfectly content with my main man. If and when things develops to the point I need to do something tell me. Until then you are all I need. But she seemed to want sex even more frequently, like all the time, which was fine with me but indicated she was thinking about it as lot. I wondered how often I was Carl as we made love."

I wasn't worried about something developing because I also had been playing golf with this pair of young black men. About 26, educated, refined, hunks... both of them. My own mental wondering had moved far forward to include these two black men with Jane... and me. Bob is my regular golf partner... we play weekly. Then the two of them, Roger and Hank, had been paired up with us by the starter one day. Since that day we have played regularly together. We enjoyed each others company and so I made it a regular foursome. I saw to that... planning for more. They both worked for an engineering company in the area and things looked very promising. I began to wonder which would develop first. I hoped it would be Carl... first one then two.

It wasn't long then that Carl came in my office and it was obvious he was down.

"What's wrong partner?"

"She is moving to the west coast..."

"Bummer."

But I was grinning inside.

"Why don't you come over to the house for dinner tonight... it's friday, if your lady love is leaving, you probably have nothing planned... right?"

"That's for sure. Hell Jim it was only lust but it was fabulous."

"You will just have to find something better."

"Yeah right."

"I have a feeling you might get lucky twice in a row Carl. Anyway you know where the house is. Come over about 7:00. We can have a few drinks... you can meet Jane and get to know my better half better. A good dinner and all should raise your spirits."

Yeah I hoped he would get to know my wife a lot better and that she would raise a lot more than his spirits. It was mid afternoon and when Carl left my office. I closed my door and called Jane,

"Hi honey, I just asked Carl to come over for dinner tonight... he accepted... OK with you?"

There was a long pause and her voice was wary when she spoke then,

"Carl?... Dinner?"

"Uh-huh... Carl... dinner."

"Is this really just dinner or are you telling me it is time for me to get involved... real involved?"

"Drinks, good talk, dinner and, as far as I am concerned, anything else you want to make happen."

"Honey, I'm going home... now... can you come home... now? I need to talk to you where I can see your eyes."

"I will be right home."

"I thought you didn't want me to fuck Carl because you guys work together?"

"I didn't... but now I do. Have you changed your mind?"

"Oh God no!"

She answered quickly and emphatically, continuing, obviously forcing herself to be calmer,

"I am still very interested honey... but are you sure?"

"Yeah... very sure... I'll be home in a few minutes."

I let myself in the back door quietly. I walked toward the den and found her there. What surprised me was she was pacing back and forth across the den, really agitated.

When I walked in she let out a strange small noise and fell into my arms. She snuggled closely as I held her tight for several minutes. Finally she raised her head and said,

"Jim... should we do this?... Is it really going to happen? Is Carl really going to fuck me?"

"Well sweetheart, Carl doesn't know it yet but yes he is."

"Are you SURE you want this?"

"Yes I do Jane... don't you?"

"Oh hell yes... I am so wet I am like a faucet down there. Ever since you called me at my office. I think about it and I shiver and get such butterflies. I want it so bad right now I could die. I will be an absolute nervous wreck by the time Carl gets here."

"No you wont... you will be calm and cool and you will slowly seduce Carl, with a little help from your loving husband. You are a fabulously beautiful and sexy woman. Carl is the lucky one. No one I have ever known is nearly as good as you are in bed... or on the floor... or where ever... There are so many men who would love to fuck you, the line would circle the earth several times."

She smiled and kissed me,

"Thank you darling... I love you and I needed that. Maybe Carl and I both are lucky... Oh honey I can't tell you how badly I want this..."

"And I want to watch it just as much. You are going to have this with Carl and more... much more."

She looked at me with this question in her eyes but I just smiled,

"Now lets get you ready for the sacrifice of your cherry in black."

"Some cherry!"

"Yeah"

She showered did her hair and nails and make up and then as we stood before her open closet she said,

"What?"

"No underwear at all, your shortest skirt, a low cut blouse that will hug your great tits but will fall open when you lean toward Carl, or me... I plan to be part of this too."

She was standing nude and she wrapped her body into mine and said,

"You will always be the best part darling, Carl is just for extra excitement for us."

I patted and stroked her cute trim bare ass in my hands and I was hard as hell. She looked up at me and said,

"We have time for a quickie mister... want to fuck me?" in her best sleezie accent.

I replied,

"No I want you so horny you want even consider backing out."

"Oh God Jim I am already there."

Then she pulled away and slipped a silk blouse, almost see thru, over her head. Her big tits and her hard nipples looked so good through the material. Her dark nipples and the larger areola could be seen, if indistinctly, through the material. She leaned over toward me and both beauties showed in their full bare glory. Carl will enjoy this... just as I did.

"You are so hot Jane honey, Carl is going to rape you before the night is over."

He wont have to Jim... not by a long shot... I wonder how big his cock is?"

"Bigger than mine by some."

"How do you know?"

"I have seen him in the men's room. Plus I have a great story to tell you about Carl after tonight."

"Honey... Is it OK if I do... everything... with Carl?"

"Yes everything..."

"Tell me specifically what you want me to do to his big black hard cock."

Part 4

The game was obvious... I spoke softly,... slowly,

"I want you to kiss it... and suck it... I want you to take as much of him in your mouth and throat as you can... You deep throat me... I want you to try to deep throat Carl too... I want him to eat your pussy til you scream... I want him to fuck your hot... wet... cunt... and your... tight... little... ass hole... I want him to fuck your... big tits and cum all over your face and neck and tits. I want to see the two of you do it all. Then I want to join you and Carl and I will double fuck your cunt and ass."

Jane was lost again in her fantasy. Her eyes were closed as she rocked back and forth... I pinched her hard swollen nipple lightly and she jumped and came back,

"Oh shit... I am so hot... Jim honey, thank you for this. I want Carl to fuck me every way you said and I know I couldn't have it without you. Thank you. I will make it up to you someway... soon."

Then she slipped into a very short mini skirt. Sheer black hose that required no garter belt and just came just below the hem of her skirt. As she walked her white thighs flashed into view with each step. The skirt just barely covered her cute ass and if she bent over any her sweet cheeks came into view. If she bent over far her cunt lips were in clear view.

"God Jim I feel like I'm advertising... come fuck me... hurry before the line forms."

We laughed nervously and I said,

"Isn't that what you want to do?"

She looked at me with that questioning look again,

"Jim... how many times are we going to do this?"

"You mean with Carl?"

"Or others."

"Until you don't want it any more..."

"Jim... my sweet sweet husband... that could be a very long time... are you sure?"

Carl arrived right at seven with a nice bottle of wine. I met him and thanked him for the wine,

"Carl... Jane will be right down... I guess I should clue you in... Jane has a fabulous sexy body and she likes to show it off at home like this. I love to look at her and I enjoy other men looking at her too... so just enjoy... don't worry about me. I get a kick out of it. We go to nude beaches when we can so she can really show off. She will have more on than that... but not much. Do you mind?"

Carl just looked at me funny and said,

"As I remember the way Jane is built, it will be my pleasure."