Chapter 3

When I woke up the next morning Jeff had already left for work. I was disappointed that he left without waking me until I found the post it note he left for me on my coffee tumbler on my night stand.

Have and early meeting today. Made you some coffee. Dinner at Santino’s tonight? Text me and let me know. Love, Jeff.

I smiled and took a sip of my coffee. It was still hot and just the way I like it. I wondered what the special treatment was for. Maybe he was worried I’d be mad about what he had admitted last night when we had sex. I wasn’t. I thought it was a hot fantasy. It did make me wonder how much of it he truly meant though. Would he really like to see me have sex with black men for real? Would he really like to see me get barebacked by black men? Would he like to see them cum in me? And most importantly, would he really truly want me get pregnant with another man’s baby? A black man’s baby? I mean if it was another white guy that got me pregnant, no one else would likely be able to tell. But a mixed race baby would definitely make our friends and family have some questions. I mean, it would probably be pretty obvious that the baby wasn’t Jeff’s.

No time to think about any of that right now. I had to get ready for work.

I texted Jeff as I was getting ready for work.

“Thanks for the coffee baby. I’d love to go out to dinner tonight. Can’t wait. Love you.”

I had such a weird day at work that day. Sometimes the time seemed to be flying by, while at others I was wondering if the clock had stopped. I was seriously distracted by thoughts of getting fucked by big black cocks while my husband watched. My mind reeled with obscene images of me having all kinds of sex with them while Jeff watched and stroked his dick. I would get so turned on that more than once I had to go to the restroom and play with my clit until I came. Otherwise I would be so distracted that I couldn’t focus on my work. This had never happened to me before. Never.

As I drove home I debated with myself about revealing my new toys to Jeff. By the time I got home I decided that it wasn’t time yet to let Jeff know about my new toys. When I got home Jeff asked me to put on a nice dress. He was already dressed in a pair of dress slacks, a shirt and tie with a sport coat. It made me wonder just what he had in mind.

With as sexy and lusty as I’ve been feeling lately, I decided to dress the part. Or at least as well as I could manage with my current wardrobe. I picked out a low cut sleeveless backless black dress. The front was cut in a V that went down to my navel and showed off about a third of each of my breasts. The bottom hem only went down to mid thigh and it was slit nearly up to the hip on my left side. The back was open from my neck down to the top of my ass. It was cut low enough that the top of my ass crack played peek-a-boo with anyone who bothered to look. I did my make up and put on a diamond necklace and matching earrings. I finished off the look with a pair of black five inch stiletto heels and a black and gold Tory Burch, Eleanor purse. The heels made my legs and ass look great, especially in this dress, but my feet would pay the price for it later. The way my dress was designed meant I had to go full commando underneath. No bra. No panties. That only made me feels sexier, sluttier, and hornier. It was the sexiest thing I had. I had bought it for a party on a whim a few years ago, but never wore it. I had even forgotten I had it until I saw it in the back of my closet.

Dinner was great, and Jeff surprised me by taking me to see a play I had been talking about for awhile. I didn’t think he had paid that much attention. I surprised him by letting my had drift over to his lap where I was able to tease his dick on and off throughout the show.

“I am so fucking horny.” I said as we drove home.

“I know what you mean.” Jeff said with a wry grin.

“Well, I’m not sure if I can make it home without getting some relief.” I said.

“Oh really?” Jeff asked.

“Really.” I said.

I lasted another minute or two before I slouched down in my seat, hiked my dress up and started rubbing my clit. I felt like such a slut playing with my pussy in the car like that. Knowing that anyone we passed or who passed us could look in and see me and what I was doing.

“Mmmm.” I moaned as I strummed my needy clit.

I needed more though, so I pushed the top of my dress open completely exposing both of my breasts. Then I started pinching and tugging on each of my hard nipples in turn. My eyes were slitted and my mouth hung open as I tried to get off. I managed a couple of small orgasms, but they weren’t enough to satisfy me.

“This isn’t doing it for me. It’s not enough. I need more.” I said in frustration.

Up ahead I spotted a store parking lot and told Jeff to pull in there.

“Are you sure? For what?” Jeff asked, clearly confused.

“Just fucking do it.” I snapped at him.

“Alright. Alright.” Jeff said in resignation.

Jeff pulled into the parking lot of the closed store and I directed him to a somewhat dimly lit area.

“Why are we here?” Jeff asked as he put the car in park.

“Because I need to get off and I need to get off now.” I said as I opened the car door and got out. I didn’t bother fixing my dress. The top was still pulled open and bottom was pulled up around my waist. I was standing in the open parking lot with my tits and pussy on display.

When Jeff just sat in the car looking at me through the windshield I said, “If you don’t get out here and fuck me, I’m going to go over to that bar across the street and find someone who will.”

Jeff quickly got out of the car and hurried over to me. “What’s going on Lily?”

“I’m super fucking horny and I need to get fucked right the fuck now. Are you going to do the job or should I go over there and see if I can find myself a nice black cock to do the job?” I demanded.

A second later I heard Jeff dropping his pants and then his hard dick was pressing against my pussy lips as I leaned against the hood of our car.

I think he was as turned on as I was because his dick seemed a little bigger than normal. He might have even reached a little over six inches. As Jeff grabbed my hips and fucked me as hard and fast as he could I reached between my legs with one hand and started furiously rubbing my clit again.

In no time I hand one, two, three good orgasms back to back to back. Jeff reached up and grabbed onto my tits and squeezed them hard as he pounded his dick in and out of me as hard and fast as he could.

“Oh yes, fuck me baby.” I cried out, not caring who might hear us.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Jeff grunted as he continued to fuck me.

“Yes. Yes, baby. Give it to me.” I moaned.

I could see the occasional car drive by us on the street as we fucked with abandon in the parking lot.

“Can’t hold on anymore. Gonna cum.” Jeff grunted.

“Yeah baby. Cum for me. Cum in my slutty pussy.” I moaned.

Jeff rammed his dick as deep inside me as he could, and I felt Jeff’s dick twitch and throb wildly inside me as he shot his load. That was all it took to push me over the edge for number four.

“Ughhh.” Jeff grunted as he emptied his balls in my pussy.

“Ohhhh. Ohhhh.” I moaned as my climax hit me.

Jeff and I stayed leaned over the car for a minute or two breathing heavy and covered in sweat as we caught our breath.

“We should probably get out of here before the cops show up.” Jeff said softly.

“Yeah. Good idea.” I agreed.

We pulled our clothes back into place and got back in our car and headed home. As soon as we got home and stepped through the door I turned to face my husband and asked, “Are you ready for round two?”

Jeff’s eyebrows went up in disbelief, but when he didn’t say anything right away I decided to sweeten the deal.

“We can do our new thing.” I said coyly.

“All ... alright.” Jeff stammered.

God, what kind of slut was I turning into? This was so out of character for me. But I was so fucking horny. This was all Jeff’s fault. I grabbed him by the tie and pulled him into the bedroom.

I didn’t even bother closing the door, I just turned to face my husband and dropped to my knees as I started undoing his pants. I had them off in seconds, but it still wasn’t fast enough for me. As soon as his belt was off and his zipper was down, I yanked his pants and underwear to the floor. Then I grabbed his semi-hard dick in my hand and guided it right into my mouth. I was sucking his dick like a whore.

“Mmmmm.” I moaned as I tasted my pussy and Jeff’s cum on his dick from our earlier fuck in the parking lot.

Just the thought of that risky adventure made my pussy gush with wetness.

“I’m half surprised you didn’t tell me to go to the bar and find myself some black cock.” I said as I backed off his dick for a minute to catch my breath and then it was back to sucking.

“Would you have done it if I had?” Jeff asked.

I knew I wouldn’t have, but I didn’t want to ruin the fantasy for him, so I just shrugged my shoulders noncommittally.

I pulled off his dick again and asked, “Would you want me to? Would you really want me to?”

“I ... I don’t know.” He said.

“Sure you do.” I said.

I could see the various emotions and desires warring behind his eyes as Jeff struggled to find an answer.

I got to my feet, slipped out of my dress leaving it in a pile on the floor as I got on the bed and crawled as seductively as I knew how to the middle of the bed and laid on my back. I spread my legs wide in invitation and crooked a finger at my husband. Not being an idiot, Jeff stripped out of the rest his clothes and was between my legs in a matter of seconds. Although I secretly wished his dick was bigger, Jeff wasn’t a bad lover. Knowing that I wasn’t in the mood for foreplay, he slid his dick right into my pussy and started fucking me.

I was about to start talking about our shared fantasy, when Jeff beat me to it.

“I bet you wish you were getting fucked with a big black cock from that bar right now. Don’t you?” Jeff said.

Not only had my husband taken me by surprise by taking the lead, he surprised me by what he said.

“Yes.” I hissed in response.

“I can imagine it. You walking into the bar. Surveying the men inside until you found one that you liked. Going over to him and telling him you need to get fucked good and hard; and if he wanted to be the one to do it, he should follow you.” Jeff said.

“Mmmhmmm.” I moaned as he thrust his dick in and out of my greedy pussy.

“Not being an idiot, he gets off his bar stool and follows you to the back of the bar. He continues to follow you when you duck into the ladies room. The second the door closes, he pins you against the wall and starts kissing you while he pulls your dress apart with one hand exposing your breasts while his other hand slides underneath your dress to your wet pussy. He mauls your breasts with one hand while he roughly shoves two fingers from his other hand in your pussy.” Jeff said.

“Uggghhhh.” I groaned at the thought of being treated so roughly along with the feeling of Jeff’s dick pumping in and out of my pussy.

“After a few minutes he pulls away, and grabs your dress, and pulls it over your head and tosses it in the floor leaving you naked. Someone could walk in at any time and there would be no way you could deny what you were doing. Your new lover grabs you by your naked ass, picks you up and carries you over to the sink and sets you down on top of it. He roughly pushes your legs apart and drops his pants around his ankles. His cock is a real monster. It’s as thick as your wrist and hangs almost down to his knees.” Jeff said.

I couldn’t help it, my mouth hung open as I imagined what he was describing to me.

“He tells you he doesn’t have any condoms, but you tell him he doesn’t need any.” Jeff said.

“Fuuuuck.” I hissed.

“His cock is so big that it can’t even get all the way hard. He brings it up to your pussy and pushes it out in. It’s so big and you’re so tight that it takes some effort to get his cock in. When he’s finally able to get his big black cock inside you, it feels like he’s going to split you in two. Right about that time you start wondering if you made a mistake. But your pussy finally stretches enough for him to start fucking you. His big black cock filling and stretching you like never before. You start moaning like a whore, not caring who hears you or what they think. He starts pounding his cock in and out of you hard and fast.” Jeff said.

I reached between us and started playing with my clit as I pictured everything my husband told me while he pumped his dick and and out of my pussy. I was getting close and I wanted a good hard cum.

“You wrap your legs around his waist and start fucking back at him, meeting him thrust for thrust as you dig your fingernails into his shoulders. You’re having orgasm after orgasm and are nearly delirious from lust and pleasure. When you’ve just about had as much as you can take, you hear your lover start to grunt. He tells you he’s close. What do you tell him?” Jeff said.

“Cum in my pussy. Flood my pussy with your hot, thick, black cum.” I moaned loudly.

“Yeah baby. Take his cum. Let him fill you full of his baby making cum.” Jeff said as he started slamming his dick in me as hard as he could.

“Fuck yes. Cum deep inside me and knock me up with your black babies.” I moaned deliriously.

“Yeah. You feel his cock start to throb and then you feel his cum shooting inside you. Spraying your cervix with his potent seed. When he finishes, he pulls his cock out and a big glob of his thick cum falls to the floor with a loud splat. You look down and can see your pussy is gaping open. He pulls his pants up, looks at you with a nasty grin and says, “Slut.” And then he walks out of the bathroom leaving you naked on the sink with your gaping pussy leaking his cum.” Jeff said.

“Ahhhh! Oh fuck yes!” I scream as a strong orgasm hits me so hard my eyes roll back in my head and my arms and legs tremble.

That was all it took to push Jeff over the edge. His dick erupted inside me spraying my pussy with his cum for the second time that night. Jeff stayed on top of me for a couple of minutes and we enjoyed the feeling of him being inside me. Regardless of my fantasies, I truly do love my husband. If the only black cock I ever get to fuck is a rubber one, that’s alright. But I really, really would like to get fucked by the real thing. At least once. Really, really good. Jeff pulled out and got off me and then we laid on the bed and cuddled for a while.

As we were lying there Jeff asked, “Babe? What made you think of talking about getting fucked by black guys while we have sex?”

My mind raced a mile a minute, “Oh shit. Time to come clean? Why not?”

“A couple of weeks ago I walked in on you while you were watching some interracial porn on your iPad. You had you AirPods in, so you didn’t know I was there. That got me curious and I did some detective work.” I said.

“You mean, you snooped.” Jeff interrupted.

“Alright, I snooped. I logged into your computer profile and started looking through your browser history and your favorites and found a bunch of interracial and cuckold porn. I copied down the names of the sites and stuff and then I went and checked them out on my own computer. To my surprise, they turned me on. A lot. After reading some of the comments you made in the forums, I decided to test the waters with a little dirty talk. You know how things went after that.” I said.

“Wow.” Jeff said as he tried to take in everything I just told him.

“Is that all you’re going to say? Wow?” I asked.

“Why did you feel like you had to sneak around? You could have just asked me about it?” Jeff said.

“And what if you denied it? Besides, the sneaking around part was kind of fun.” I admitted.