Since then I have found a lot of Jacks, and Lois has gotten into being gang-banged by as many as six black studs at once. I love watching her with them, or having her tell me about it, and I love even more the way it’s destroyed her former reserve and turned her into a wild, wanton woman in bed. A win-win situation if ever I saw one.
—D.J., Detroit, Michigan
A Hot Encounter at a Porn Flick Brings Out the Animal in His Sweet Little Wife
Last week I finally talked my wife, Ann, into going to a porn theater downtown. Ann is five feet eight, with 38D tits that stand straight up, black hair, brown eyes, and an angelic face. We have been married two years, and up until last weekend our sex life was just so-so.
I had no idea what was showing; I was just excited to have finally gotten Ann into the theater. When we walked in, there on the screen was a young blonde girl sucking off a big black stud with a huge dick. I glanced over at my wife and saw that she was transfixed. The stud on the screen mounted the girl and fucked her with lightning speed, then pulled out and fucked her in the ass.
My cock was hard as hell, so I just pulled it out, then grabbed Ann’s hand and wrapped it around the shaft. Ann began to stroke it, her eyes never leaving the screen. After a minute I became aware that a rather large black man had sat down on the other side of my wife. Ann began to moan, and then suddenly she turned and pulled her legs up under her so that she was kneeling on the seat. Then she bent over and started sucking my dick voraciously.
Now Ann had sucked my dick before, but never with this kind of hunger, and never in public. As her head bobbed in my lap I looked over and saw that the black man had one hand up my wife’s dress, fingering her, and in his other hand was the biggest dick I’d ever seen.
The man and I made eye contact, and I nodded my approval as he stood up and pulled Ann’s dress up over her ass, then pulled her panties aside and stuck his dick inside her. When he began fucking into her she moaned all over my dick, sucking harder and faster, and then I felt her whole body convulse like never before. I couldn’t take any more, and I unleashed my load straight down her throat. The man fucking her had come also and sat back down. Ann turned around in her chair and leaned over to take his dick in her mouth. I watched my sweet little wife suck that giant dick and make it come again in record time.
Before the guy left I saw him hand her something, which she quickly put in her purse. On the way home Ann told me she didn’t know what had gotten into her to make her act in such a perverse manner. I told her it was okay, and that it turned me on to see her take on a strange cock. She then showed me what the man had given her. It was a card with his phone number. I asked her if she wanted to call him, and she said maybe we should just go back to that theater sometime and see what other possibilities it held.
—Name and address withheld
When His Wife Finds Out His Secret, She and Her Boyfriend Take Advantage
When I was a boy my older sister and I used to play dress-up. She would put on some of our mother’s clothes, and sometimes she would have me wear them too. For some reason it always made me feel good. I kept dressing as a woman occasionally as I got older, but I stopped when I was in college. There I met my future wife, and we married shortly after graduation.
One day when we had been married for about a year, Lorna, my wife, had to go back to her hometown for a few days. Feeling bored one night, I started looking at some porn. While gazing at pictures of sexy women wearing really hot lingerie, I got an overpowering urge to try some on. As my wife’s underwear was too small for me, I went out to the mall and bought a few items. As soon as I got home I tried on a pair of panties, and immediately got a big hard-on. Seeing my hard cock peeking out of the top of my panties made me so excited that I almost came.
From then on I put on women’s clothes whenever I had the chance. I kept it a secret from my wife until about a year later, when she happened to find my stash of female undergarments. She got so angry that she moved out of the house. I called her the next day and asked if we could talk it all out. She came over, but she was still extremely pissed off. She told me that throughout our marriage the sex had not been good. She had blamed herself, she said, but all the time it had been me. She went on to say that she had never been able to come because my cock was not big enough. Sometimes she had thought of leaving me, but she felt guilty. Now, however, she had no reason to stay.
I was very unhappy, and I begged her not to leave me. I told her I still loved her and would do anything if she would stay. She thought about that for a while, then said she would consider staying if I would agree to a few rules. I said again that I would do anything. Lorna said that first of all she didn’t want to be lied to anymore, and second, she had to be free to have sex with anyone she wanted to.
I told her that she could do anything she wanted, and that I would do anything to please her. She smiled and said the first thing she wanted was to see what I had been hiding from her. She said I should go and get dressed in my favorite outfit. I went into the bedroom and came out dressed in a pair of white crotchless panties, a white bra, and thigh-high stockings with a pair of white heels.
Lorna took one look at me and said, “Fuck! You really love to dress up like a slut, don’t you?” Hearing my wife say that made me really hard. “No wonder you like being a girl, you look amazing,” Lorna said. “You make a better girl than even I do!” I moaned when I heard her say that.
“Ooh, you like it when I say that, don’t you?” Lorna chuckled. “Now why don’t you turn around and show me that cute ass of yours.” When I turned around she ordered me to pull my panties up till they bunched up in my ass crack. Then she told me to turn around and move closer to her. When I did that she grabbed my cock. “Look at your cock grow,” she said. “This is what excites you, huh, baby? The thought of being in women’s clothing gets your cock hard, huh, sweetie?” When I said yes, she laughed and told me to turn around and bend over, spreading my legs. She ran her hands across my ass, then licked her finger and stuck it up my asshole. I almost came.
“God, what a little slut you are!” Lorna said. “You like it when I do that, don’t you? How would you like me to fuck you in your tight little ass?” She laughed again when I moaned with pleasure at the thought. She then told me to go into her dresser drawer and bring her the black bag that was in there. When I did she took it and pulled out the biggest dildo I ever saw. “You see, you’re not the only one who can keep secrets,” she said. “I use this a lot, since our fuck sessions have slowed down some.”
She handed me the dildo. “If you want to become a good slut, you have to learn how to suck cock,” she told me. “Show me how you do it, baby.”
I took the dildo and started to lick it slowly up and down, getting it nice and wet. Then I put the head of it into my mouth. “That’s a good little slut,” Lorna said. “Show me how much you want that cock down your throat.” I moaned around the dildo when I heard her call me a slut. She smiled and said, “Yes, baby, you are a good little cocksucker. Do it real good and maybe I’ll fuck your little pussy with it.” I started to work the fake cock in and out of my mouth. I was taking it deeper and deeper when the doorbell rang.
Lorna told me to go into the bathroom and stay there till she called me out, saying that she had another surprise for me. In the bathroom I heard her going to the door, and then I heard a man’s voice say, “I got your message, babe. What’s the matter, is that hot pussy of yours in need of a little dark meat?”
“Yes, Warren,” I heard Lorna say. “I need that beautiful big cock!”
I realized that my wife must have called this man before she had come over. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but a strange thrill came over me at the realization that my wife was fucking another man. When I didn’t hear any more, I opened the bathroom door a little and peeked out. There was my wife, on her knees, with a huge black cock stuffed in her mouth, which was trying to take more of it. The cock was attached to a big, fierce-looking black man. He saw m
e looking and pulled his cock from Lorna’s mouth, saying, “What the fuck?”
Lorna hastened to calm him down, telling him the whole story, and finished by saying that now they could fuck any time they wanted, and that I would even help.
When Warren heard that he grinned and said, “Well in that case, let’s show him what a good cocksucker you are.” With that she went back to sucking him enthusiastically. Warren grabbed her head and started fucking her face, saying, “Oh, yeah, that’s good, baby, take that cock down your throat.” Looking over at me, he said, “You like seeing your woman with a black cock in her mouth? You like seeing her worshipping my cock?” I could only nod. “Well, why don’t you help her then?” Warren said. “There’s enough cock for two.”
In a daze I went over to them and knelt down. I started by trying to kiss my wife, which brought my mouth into contact with Warren’s huge dick. As soon as my tongue touched his flesh, I knew that I loved cock, and that I wanted to taste his come. I began to lick that gigantic tool as it thrust in and out of Lorna’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s what I want!” Warren said. “Two sluts licking my dick. If you keep that up, I might let you share my come.” I got so hot that I actually pulled his cock from Lorna’s mouth and took it in my own. “Damn!” I heard Warren say. “I think you’re a bigger come slut than your wife!”
Lorna then grabbed his cock back, saying, “Okay, that’s enough fun for you. Now I want you to sit down and watch how this hard man fucks me!” With that she lay down on the floor with her legs spread wide. She pulled her pussy lips apart with her fingers. “Come on, baby,” she said to Warren. “Come and fuck me with that big black cock.”
Warren mounted her and shoved about five inches inside her with his first thrust. That was about as far as my cock could reach, but his was only about halfway in! He slowly pulled it out and shoved even more of it into her. Lorna began to moan, making sounds I had never heard her make when we had sex. It was obvious that she was really enjoying getting stuffed full of cock. She looked over at me and said, “You see how wet I get when this big boy fucks me?”
I was so worked up I couldn’t stop myself from pulling down my panties and stroking my cock. “Aww, are you getting hot?” Lorna said. “You need to rub your cock, baby?”
“You think your wife is hot now?” Warren said to me. “Wait till I fuck her in the ass!” With that he rammed his hard cock all the way into her pussy. Her legs started to shake, and she screamed out, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me with that big dick, I want to feel your hot come in my pussy!”
At that point Warren pulled his cock out of her, saying, “I want to fuck your ass now.” Lorna turned around, raised her ass, and spread her buttocks to give him an easier target. Warren turned to me. “Come here and get my cock nice and wet so I can ream your wife’s ass,” he ordered. I went over and licked his cock from the base to the tip, then ran my tongue around the head.
Lorna began to gasp and moan as he slowly slid his dick into her ass. “Yesss!” she cried. “Give it to me! God, it’s so big! Fill me up, baby!”
Warren did so, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her ass until it was buried to the hilt. Lorna bucked and twisted under him, almost sobbing with pleasure as he fucked her backside fast and hard. Then, when he was about to climax, he looked at me and said, “You want to taste my come?”
When I nodded, he pulled his cock out of her ass and shoved it in my mouth. I felt it start to jerk, and then I felt his come hit the back of my throat. As I eagerly started to swallow it down, Warren said, “Don’t swallow it all—share some with your slutty wife.” He finished coming and pulled out, and Lorna immediately kissed me, sucking some of his come from my mouth to hers.
Warren laughed. “My two come sluts!” he said. And I knew that I wanted nothing more from then on than to be a come slut along with my wife.
—C.K., Little Rock, Arkansas
If You’re Invited to a Party at a Fraternity House, You Won’t Be Playing Charades
My wife, Jeri, and I have a fairly open relationship and regularly share our fantasies with each other. Jeri is in her early forties and still very attractive. She has a medium build, long red hair, and green eyes, and her 36C breasts and shapely legs still draw stares wherever she goes.
Last month we went out for dinner, after which we went to a lounge at a nearby motor lodge for a few drinks. Jeri was wearing a black minidress with a lace top, under which she had on a black bra with matching panties and stockings, and black pumps. She looked very sexy, and even though there were a number of younger women there, for my money she was hotter than any of them.
We had several drinks, and then out of the blue a young man in his early twenties approached our table and asked if I’d mind if he asked Jeri to dance. I told him to feel free. Jeri accepted his invitation, and after several dances they returned to the table. The young man introduced himself as Aaron and explained that he was there with two of his fraternity buddies from the local college. He called them over and introduced them to us, and eventually they also danced with Jeri.
The guys varied in age from nineteen to twenty-one. They bought several rounds of drinks as we talked about their school and so on. Then at one point, while Jeri was on the dance floor, one of the boys, who Aaron had introduced as Ralph, told me that he’d like to make us a proposition. He said that he and his friends all found a pretty, mature woman like my wife to be very sexy, and he wanted to know if we would be interested in going to a party with them at their frat house, which was nearby.
I immediately knew what he was getting at, and the thought of it took me aback at first, but it also turned me on. I glanced at Jeri, who was dancing with Aaron and the third guy, Glen, and she seemed to be having a great time. The three of them were dancing to a fast, sexy song, and Glen and Aaron had her sandwiched between them, their hands all over her. I got very excited, and told Ralph that it was up to Jeri—if it was all right with her, it was fine with me.
When Jeri returned Ralph made his pitch to her, and she looked at me for approval. It was then I noticed that Aaron, who was sitting next to her, had his hands up under her dress, stroking her upper thighs. I told Jeri it was up to her, and when she said okay I could feel my cock getting hard.
When we got outside, Aaron suggested that Jeri ride with them, so they could get to know each other. Jeri seemed to like that idea, so I agreed, and followed them in our car. Along the way I got a flat, and as I reluctantly pulled to the roadside, the last I saw of them was Jeri’s head disappearing below the level of the rear window, presumably to suck somebody’s cock.
It was dark and I had some trouble changing the tire. It took me at least an hour. Then I realized that I only knew the name of the fraternity, not its location. I had a very hard time finding the place, and got lost several times. It was five in the morning when I finally got there.
I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I turned the knob and it opened, so I entered. The place was a mess, and there were several people wandering around like zombies, with a number of others passed out on couches and floors. I looked everywhere but didn’t see my wife. Finally someone told me to try the rec room in the basement. I went down there, and on a large sofa in the center of the room I found my sweet, darling wife, Jeri.
She was completely passed out, and looked a total mess. She was nude except for her stockings and heels. Her pussy was swollen and red, and her ass looked dilated. Come was leaking out of both holes, and the sofa was soaked. She also had come on her belly and breasts, and in her hair.
When I woke her up she immediately reached for me and pulled me down on top of her. I was so horny at the sight of her that I couldn’t resist. I swiftly dropped my pants and mounted her, adding my come to all the rest.
After that I helped my exhausted wife home, where she slept all the next day and a half. Later she filled me in on what had happened to her.
In the car, she told me, she had given oral sex to two of the guys, and would have done the third, but they
got there too soon. At the frat house there must have been thirty guys. Apparently it was some sort of pledge function, and she was the only female there, but she didn’t really care at that point, because she was really horny. Aaron gave her a drink and several of the boys danced with her. Then they took her downstairs.
Two guys whose names she didn’t know sat with her on the sofa. They talked a little, and then the two of them started touching her, and one kissed her. Soon a hand was up her skirt, and someone was pulling the top of her dress down over her shoulders. Then they pulled her breasts out of her bra and started sucking and playing with them.
Jeri was getting more and more worked up, and she just lay back and let them do what they wanted. Soon her dress was off, and one of them pulled her panties aside and fingered her pussy. Some of the guys started to strip, and then she was sucking somebody’s cock while someone else spread her legs, then got between them and slid his prick into her. He humped her hard for a while, then came inside her. When he pulled out the next one mounted her.
After he was done they turned her onto her hands and knees, and one guy fucked her that way while another fucked her face. After that they took her in a steady succession, fucking her pussy, her mouth, and her ass, usually two or three at a time. Some of them even fucked her tits. Jeri couldn’t get enough. She said it went on for hours, and she came again and again until she passed out.
Jeri said she had no idea how many boys fucked her that night. She also said it was the wildest thing she had ever done, and as far as I know she’s right. What she didn’t say, however, was that she wouldn’t do something just as wild, or even wilder, in the future.
—C.R., Augusta, Maine
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