Big Black Dick Anal My wife, Coleen, manages a small travel agency. Last week, she hired
Titus. That hiring resulted in fireworks for Titus, my wife and me -- and I'm
writing to tell you about it. First let me describe the "stars" of my letter.
Titus is Black, 28, and a real hunk -- muscles everywhere. Coleen is 25, 5'6,
120 lbs, 36-22-34. She had sandy-blond hair and large blue eyes. She wears
sexy clothes, too-low cut and tight tank tops, miniskirts, textured nylons, but
at her work she dresses rather conservatively, usually business suits and
skirts.
You see, I'd suggested to Titus, whom I knew through my gym, to apply at
Coleen's travel agency when he told me one day that he was looking for a new
position. I don't know why I didn't mention that Coleen, who kept her maiden
name for professional reasons, was my wife. Titus was excited when he told me
about his new job -- and his new boss.
"The White chick I work for is sexy as hell!" he told me, then went on to
describe Coleen's "tremendous tits" and "tight ass." Well, that sounds like my
Coleen.
"I'm going to lay that babe," he concluded, "going to shaft her deep!."
He raised his hands for a high-five and let out a loud, "Oowwwweeee! Am I ever
going to fuck her good," as our hands met.
"Good luck," I called out as he walked away. Good Luck? Jesus! I'd just
wished a guy "good luck" in balling my wife! Then I realized my dick was
getting firm as I imagined his Black hand Big Black Dick Anal her. She had
been wearing a thick, quilted housecoat, and it opened to reveal her only
other clothing was a pair of white panties.
Now Linda is tall - nearly six foot, only a couple of inches shorter than
her husband - and is a statuesque blonde of Nordic heritage with long
hair and deep blue eyes and I became instantly stiff at the sight of her
nakedness. I rolled her to her back on the floor and kissed down her
throat, lingering at her full breasts, then across her flat, heaving
stomach and up the insides of her spreading thighs. I whisked her damp
panties down her long legs and pushed down my jeans and underwear, soon
to be buried to my full depth in her soft, wet pussy.
The forbidden thrill of pumping a good friend's wife made me just go
wild, and I thrust into her with abandon, slow and shallow, deeper and
faster, then rooting my cock around inside every nook and cranny of her
grasping cunt, throwing my hips into rhythmic gyrations only to break the
rhythm aburptly with a hard, cervix-deep thrust that caused her to cry
and spasm until finally she moaned from deep within and began bucking
wildly beneath me. I had to hold on tight and ride her hard as she nearly
threw me out and off with her powerful, uncontrolled pelvic thrusts. I
gushed a sticky river of cum deep inside her flowing depths and our
juices soaked her housecoat, still around her shoulders and beneath us.
She stripped it off as she stood and turned off the lights. Her pale,
white body shone in the moonlight streaming in the window, and she
reached Girlfriend Cuckold Diamond Jackson Cumbang away chuckling to himself. The conceited bastard.
He began soaping up that swinging piece of meat, pulling it between his foamy
fists. I made a short shower of it and darted back into the locker room.
When Titus came out of the shower he dried himself off. Then, to my
surprise, he pulled on his dress slacks without putting on underwear. He
smiled at me as he fed' his dong gently down one leg of his slacks, "This
drives the women wild!" I knew he was returning to my wife's office and the
only thing between Coleen and that dangerous cock was the sheer material of his
pinstriped slacks.
That night, Coleen seemed distracted. I spoke to her several times
without her even hearing me. She attributed it to work and I suggested that
she take a week off, since her new man was doing so well. She quickly
dismissed the idea. He wasn't completely trained, yet. She had a far-away look
in her eyes when she started talking about him and I guessed she was thinking
about his body.
"You never told me, is this new guy married?" I asked.
"I believe so. I think he's happily married with a few kids. Why do you
ask?"
"Just making conversation, hon," I gritted my teeth. Coleen had never
lied to me before, that I know of. And she had to know that Titus wasn't
married.
Later, we had our standard, weekly lack-luster missionary sex. It lasted
about five minutes and she turned away from me. I could tell from Cuckold Slaves
Brooke S Interracial Gallery
Mandingo Pictures that he took
time off work while I visited and spent every minute with me in all kinds
of activities, keeping me away from her, even though he only suspected
the truth.
For me, the power trip began - power not only over white wives who crave
a black dick between their legs, but the horny cuckolds they are married
to and the love-hate relationship they have with seeing black cocks fuck
the pretty white pussies of their unfaithful wives. There are more of my
tales to follow - this is just to introduce myself. I know most stories
are written by the husband, and a few from the aspect of the wives, but
if you are interested in the viewpoint if the throbbing black dick that
cums all over them both I want you to beg for it.
Rock - Part 2
I had discovered the pulse-pounding excitement of taking another man's
white wife, watching my thick, black cock sliding deeply between her
spread and willing thighs. Then I found that her husband, no matter how
jealous he was, was extremely excited with even the suspicion that a
black man had fucked his wife all night long. So much so that they began
swinging with black couples so that he could watch her submit to an ebony
cock, but still maintain his dignity by fucking the man's wife.
My education broadened when I took a job as a disc jockey in a topless
bar. Although I had several sexual adventures with the dancers I worked
with, it wasn't until one of them, Teri, introduced me to her husband
that I again indulged in my passion for cuckolding willing husbands. She
was a Cumbang Torrents Riley Shy Blacks On Blondes I'd guess. Handsome, in a way." she said, pulling off
her light gray jacket and shaking her hair free from it's bun. I could have
been mistaken, but I believe her nipples were now poking through the material
of her white blouse. I knew better than to ask too many questions for now.
Later that night, as we lay in bed, I began to nuzzle her neck. She told me
she was too tired bluntly and asked me to wait until the weekend.
At the gym the next day, Titus went on about his new boss again. "She is
so FINE!"
"Is she married," I asked.
"Yeah, but that won't matter. A lot of married women are getting
business taken care of at home and are hot to fuck."
"Do you think she is interested?"
"Fuckin' A, she's interested! She took me to lunch yesterday. We had a
great time. I tried to steer the conversation around to sex a few times, but
she is still acting coy. I had such a boner! I got up to pay the check and I
made sure she got a good look at it bulging in my pants. When I looked down
her eyes were riveted to my johnson. Then she looked up, kinda shocked and red
in the face, but she smiled."
"Wow. Sounds like you got it in the bag, man," I said, feeling a lump
growing in my throat.
"Yeah. And this bitch customer came in to see about a trip. I started
flirting with her and Coleen, my boss, came over and said she would handle this
customer. She was fuckin' jealous, man, that I was hitting 
Mandingo Black Dick Cumbang Clips and
sitting her in it. I spread her long legs and dipped my head to her
shaven lips as she humped her hips, driving her tightness against my
tongue. I didn't wait for her to cum and pulled away when she was
thoroughly wet and ready to take my thickness into her belly.
I'm not huge, but it seemed to take forever to work the first few inches
of my dick into her clasping cunt. When she had half of it in and about
four inches remained to go I began thrusting uncontrollably into her
vaginal fist. It was so tight and rippling that I knew I couldn't last
long in such a stimulating grasp. The short strokes and the position we
were in forced my stiff cock at an angle against the roof of her cunt
behind her pubis right on her g-spot and my rapid hard thrusting had her
mouth open and gasping as she held on and rode me.
She began to cum and shoved her ass just off the edge of the chair and
down onto the remainder of my dark pole and I sunk in to the balls,
stretching her taut little quim in length as well as width. I held her
legs wide and pumped her violently without mercy, opening up her depths
and slamming my full balls against her ass cheeks. I felt as if I was
turning her pussy inside out as I withdrew and it gripped me tighter than
the tightest asshole as I shafted back inside. I loved the exquisite feel
of her taught twat, the beautiful sight of her pink inner lips pulling
out with my withdrawal and her pale, hairless outer lips stretch in with
each plunge of black shaft. I had lost control and simply thrust in and
out with Big Black Dick Tube I was trying for a different look, Mike. I rather don't care
for it, though," she said, casually turning away from me.
"I like it. It looks hot!" I growled as I slipped up behind her and
cupped one heavy tit in my hand.
"Please! Mike! I'm very tired. I'm just not in the mood!" Coleen
pulled away from me and began removing her jewelry.
I couldn't wait to talk with Titus again. I took some time off from my
work to be sure that I could come to the gym earlier than usual and stay a
little later, to ensure that I'd happen to run into Titus again. Part of me
wanted to hear him say that his boss had told him what they had done was a
mistake, that it wouldn't happen again, that she loved her husband too much.
It was a week later that I saw Titus enter my gym. He looked tired but
managed a weak grin when he saw me.
I couldn't be coy. "Well, tell me about your new lady boss!"
"Shit, man. The reason that I haven't been able to come to the gym on my
lunch hour this whole past week is cause she wants to fuck every day now!
She tells the office help that she and I are going to lunch, but we go to
her house and fuck our brains out every afternoon."
I felt my sphincter tighten, as if I was the one being fucked. Not only
was my sweet wife screwing this big-dicked wonder but she had been doing it in
my house, in the very bed that I'd been sharing with her these past nights! 
Mandingo Versus Jack her. She had
been wearing a thick, quilted housecoat, and it opened to reveal her only
other clothing was a pair of white panties.
Now Linda is tall - nearly six foot, only a couple of inches shorter than
her husband - and is a statuesque blonde of Nordic heritage with long
hair and deep blue eyes and I became instantly stiff at the sight of her
nakedness. I rolled her to her back on the floor and kissed down her
throat, lingering at her full breasts, then across her flat, heaving
stomach and up the insides of her spreading thighs. I whisked her damp
panties down her long legs and pushed down my jeans and underwear, soon
to be buried to my full depth in her soft, wet pussy.
The forbidden thrill of pumping a good friend's wife made me just go
wild, and I thrust into her with abandon, slow and shallow, deeper and
faster, then rooting my cock around inside every nook and cranny of her
grasping cunt, throwing my hips into rhythmic gyrations only to break the
rhythm aburptly with a hard, cervix-deep thrust that caused her to cry
and spasm until finally she moaned from deep within and began bucking
wildly beneath me. I had to hold on tight and ride her hard as she nearly
threw me out and off with her powerful, uncontrolled pelvic thrusts. I
gushed a sticky river of cum deep inside her flowing depths and our
juices soaked her housecoat, still around her shoulders and beneath us.
She stripped it off as she stood and turned off the lights. Her pale,
white body shone in the moonlight streaming in the window, and she
reached Big Black Dick Anal from her
breathing that she wasn't asleep and I wondered what it was that she was
thinking about.
I started hanging around with Titus more and more at the gym and our
conversation often turned to his new lady boss.
"Just yesterday, I had to come into her office to talk about something,
and she started kinda chewing on this pencil in a real suggestive way. Got me
hard thinking about her chewing my johnson instead! She caught sight of my
stiffie and smiled up at me as nice as you please, with the broadest grin."
I picked up the pace on my exercise bike unintentionally. "She must want
it bad, do you suppose?"
"Hell, she NEEDS it bad. She and I started talking about her home life
and, as I suspected, hubby isn't taking care of business!"
"She told you this?" My sweat suddenly chilled.
"Well, not directly. She said that she and he husband often were going
in different directions at home due to their jobs. I know exactly what she
meant."
Good girl, Coleen, I thought to myself. Don't let this bastard get the
best of you. I found myself hoping that Titus would come to the gym soon and
admit that he had struck out with his new boss. I had a large part in bringing
this situation about and now I felt trapped by my duplicity. I was little more
than a passive viewer in what could very well be my cuckoldry.
You guessed it! Two days later, Titus showed up just as I was leaving
the gym.