Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Cuckold, Interracial, Pregnancy, Voyeurism, Size, Leg Fetish, .
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A husband is turned on by the thought of his pretty wife with a black man. When he finds out his wife almost had sex with a well hung black man in college, he encourages his wife to follow her desires. When things appear to get serious between his wife and the other man, he begins to have second thoughts.
Jen slipped her hand inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs as her fingers reached her clit.
"Wow! Honey, you're going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"
Jen flushed and pulled her hand from her panties. "I thought you were asleep?"
Michael laughed. "I was but you were shaking the bed." Michael turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand into his wife's lace panties and felt her wet pussy. She arched her hips against his hand as she turned and kissed his lips.
"Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?"
"It's about a married couple. They're been married for twenty years and the wife has an affair with a black man."
Michael laughed. "What happens, the wife ends up loving big black cock?"
Jen punched her husband in the ribs. "Honey, this is serous. It's actually based on a true story."
Michael kissed his wife. "Okay, go on."
"Well, the couple is having some problems. I mean, they still love each other, but it's almost turned into a platonic relationship. The wife is frustrated by this, and gets seduced by the black man."
"What happens next? Does she fall in love with the black guy, and leave her husband?"
"No, it's much more complicated than that. The husband gets jealous, and tries to win his wife back by becoming a better husband and lover."
"Does it work out?"
Jen's face brightened. "Actually, it does. They learn a lot about themselves which improves their marriage. They even end up becoming friends with the black man. It's much more complicated. You really have to read the book."
Michael rolled on top of his wife and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting a black guy seduce you?"
Jen playfully pushed her hand against Michael's chest. "Hey, mister, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"
Michael paused. In fact, their sex life hadn't been so great lately. With their busy work schedules, they hadn't had sex in weeks. But he didn't want to get into that, so he said, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."
Jen shyly looked away from her husband. "I'm not sure."
Michael grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember last summer when I caught you staring at that black guy at the beach?"
Jen flushed. "I wasn't staring."
"Well, you were burning a hole through his bathing suit!" Michael said, laughing.
"I was not!"
"Sure, sure. It turned you on so much you practically raped me when we got back to the room."
"Well, I remember you were pretty horny too." She reached down between them and cupped her husband's dick, which was hard. "I think you'd like to see a black guy seduce me," she teased.
"Maybe I would," Michael replied as threw off his briefs and positioned himself between his wife's legs. "Pretend like I'm a big black stud."
Jen giggled. "Yeah, fuck me with your big black cock," she playfully cooed.
Their lovemaking was more passionate than usual. As Jen neared her orgasm she clenched her eyes tightly closed. Michael imagined that she was probably fantasizing about what happened in the book, or maybe about the black guy from the beach.
Afterwards, Michael lay in the dark, thinking. Finally he asked, "Tell me the truth, that black guy last summer did turn you on, didn't he?" Jen didn't know how to answer, so she pretended to be asleep.
Jen left at daybreak the next morning for an early appointment. Michael showered and was drying off as he walked into the bedroom searching for clean underwear. He smiled when he saw the recent pictures of Jen on top of the dresser that were taken at a month ago their twentieth anniversary party.
He picked up the stack of photos and started looking through them. The
first one was of Jen and their daughter Mary. Michael smiled as he thought how people were right when they always mistook them for sisters rather than mother and daughter.
Jen was 38 and their daughter had just turned 19, but Jen could easily pass as Mary's sister. In fact they played that trick last year on someone when they dropped Mary off at college.
Michael stared at his wife in the picture. He always had a hard time taking his eyes off her, she was so pretty. Jen's appearance had barely changed since they had met 20 years ago. She still wore her blonde hair just past her shoulders, and took care of her body, working out on a daily basis. Michael put the photos down and opened the top drawer of Jen's dresser and smelled the aroma of her perfume.
He picked up a black bra and sniffed the aroma of Jen's favorite perfume. He glanced at the little tag on the bra which said "34C."
Jen was a petite five-three. Michael loved her long slim legs that seemed to go on forever and ever. Her sexy thin ankles and tiny feet always drove him crazy. Jen hated it when he tried to play around and kiss her feet and ankles but it turned him on.
Michael thought about the night before. Jen was right, he did get aroused thinking of her with a well hung black man. He had always had that fantasy, but had never had the courage to come out and admit it to her.
Later that day on the way home from work, Michael stopped at a video store. He went into the adult section and picked out an X-rated movie about interracial sex. It took him awhile but he finally found one where the girl resembled Jen.
"I have a surprise for you," Michael said later that night after they had gotten into bed. Michael put the movie into the DVD player and then got back into bed and kissed his wife. Jen snuggled up next to Michael as the movie started.
Michael wrapped his arm around Jen's shoulder, and she rested her hand on his thigh near his cock. The blonde came on the screen, and she was petite like Jen, with long slim legs and smallish, perky tits. She wore her blonde hair just like Jen, about shoulder length, and even her eyes were the same color as Jen's.
The movie didn't have much of a plot. The husband encouraged his wife, the blonde, to let a black guy pick her up. In the next scene the husband and wife were in a bar, and the pretty blonde wife was approached by one guy after another, almost all black. Then the married couple went to their hotel room accompanied by one of the black guys from the bar.
The black guy was wearing pants and a tee shirt and raised his arms to take off the tee shirt revealing his muscular chest. The guy took off his pants to reveal a huge thick black cock. Michael could feel Jen gasp as she watched the black man's cock get even bigger as the blonde began to stroke him.
"Jen, that guy's cock is huge!" Michael said encouragingly as he carefully watched his wife's face for a reaction. Jen nodded but didn't say anything. She was intently watching what was happening on the TV. Michael saw that her breathing was getting heavier.
Michael slipped his hand inside Jen's panties as they watched the black man suck on the blonde's nipples. Jen parted her legs, but didn't take her eyes off the screen where the blonde wife kept stroking the black man's cock. He seemed to get even bigger, and the big head glistened with pre-cum. The blonde lowered her head and took the black cock in her mouth, and Michael saw Jen's lips slightly part, like she was imagining that she was sucking the black man's cock.
The blonde could only get the tip of the black man's cock in her mouth, he was so big. The man pulled away and then got between the blonde's legs. He pushed his cock into her, but it took a few minutes before he was all the way in. Then the black man started to furiously fuck the wife.
Jen pulled Michael on top of her, her eyes remaining fixed on the movie. "Honey, I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me."
Michael quickly got on his knees and positioned himself between Jen's legs and easily drove himself inside her wet pussy in one long push. Jen wrapped her shapely legs around her husband's ass feeling his stiff cock inside her.
"That's it, Michael. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me."
"You're so wet. You got really excited watching that big black cock, didn't you?"
"Yes, it turned me on! Please fuck me hard."
Michael hadn't seen his wife so excited in years. He sensed she was close to cumming.
"Oh god Michael! Fuck me! Oh god ... I'm cumming!"
Michael could feel Jen's pussy grasping his cock. She was tight the way he liked it and very skilled with using her pussy muscles.
"That's it. Pretend I'm that black man inside you right now. Do you want me to cum inside you?"
"Oh god yes! You're so hard! You feel so good! I want you to cum inside me."
Jen and Michael were still watching the movie. The black man was now taking long strokes, pulling almost out of the blonde wife, and then thrusting back into her.
"Man, he's big, isn't he, baby?"
"Oh god yes! He's huge!"
"Imagine it's him fucking you. Fucking you with his big black cock."
Michael could feel Jen's pussy tightening around him. Shit, she was going to cum again! She hadn't cum again so quickly in years. He was about to cum, too. Seeing his wife so turned on from the movie was so exciting.
Michael kept pounding into Jen's pussy as hard as he could, causing her to moan with each thrust until he finally hollered, "I'm going to cum!"
Jen tightened her legs around her husband as she felt the first blast of cum entering her pussy. It caused her to have an orgasm at the same time. Michael's body flexed a few more times into his wife, and then he turned over and lay down next to Jen. They were silent as they caught their breath.
"That really turned you on, didn't it?" Michael finally asked.
Jen blushed. "Well — a little."
Michael laughed. "Yeah, right. I haven't seen you so excited in years."
Jen playfully nudged an elbow into her husband's side. "What about you? I never knew my husband had such a kinky side, getting turned on watching a blonde with a black man."
Michael didn't answer for long moments as he considered what he should say. Finally, with a gleam in his eye, he said, "Well, not any blonde."
Jen looked at her husband questioningly. "What?"
Michael looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "You're right, I am kinky. I get turned on thinking about you getting fucked by a well hung black man."
Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're kidding right?"
Michael pulled Jen's hand to his crotch. "What do you think?" he asked, smiling mischievously.
Jen couldn't believe it, Michael was already hard again. She couldn't remember the last time Michael had gotten excited again so soon after cumming. "My god, you're serious," she said as she began to stroke her husband. One part of her was alarmed that she could have been married to this man for so long, and not know he had this fantasy. Another part of her was intrigued.
"So, what do you fantasize about? I mean, when you fantasize about me and a black man?"
"I think about you flirting with that black guy from the beach. You let him seduce you and then he takes you behind the rocks, and fucks you with his big cock."
"And what are you doing? Are you watching?"
"Oh yeah, I'm hiding behind the rocks. I watch as he pulls off your top and sucks on your tits. And then he makes you go down on him, and his cock gets even bigger. Then he rips off your bikini bottoms, and throws you onto the sand. He fucks you doggie style, and when he cums he shoots his cum inside you."
Jen was amazed at the story her husband was telling her. She was also amazed at his cock. It was harder than it had been for months, and literally throbbing in her hand. Michael's story was also making her hot. She straddled him and guided his cock inside her.
"Have you ever been fucked by a black man?" Michael asked. He knew Jen had had a few lovers before they met.
Jen shook her head. "But in college, one of my sorority sisters had a black boyfriend. One time, I walked into the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower. I saw him naked."
Michael's cock pulsed as he heard this story. "Did he have a big cock?"
Jen nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I only saw it for a second, because I ran out of the room. But, yeah, he was big." Jen hesitated, and then continued. "That night, we had a party at the sorority house. He hit on me. He invited me over to his apartment."
Michael's heart was thundering in his chest. He had never been so excited. "Did you let him fuck you?"
Jen shook her head, her silky blonde hair swirling across her pretty face. "No, he was going out with my friend."
"But you wanted to, didn't you?"
This was too much for Michael to take. He lunged into his wife and came. Jen was close too, and furiously grinded her pussy against her husband, pushing her over the edge.
Michael rolled off his wife. "I love you," Michael said, and then he spooned his wife. "I love you, too," Jen said, kissing her husband's arm. Michael soon drifted off to sleep. But Jen couldn't fall asleep. She stared into the darkness, thinking about what she had learned about her husband.