Husband's Mistake Pt. 01

My husband has fantasized about me being with a black man for years now. I resisted for years, but eventually a combination of his continued "badgering" over the subject, and, truthfully the curiosity that years of role playing, finding my husband's stash of interracial porn, and the recent craze of white girl/black guy dating pushed me to finally give in. I wanted to share this wild adventure with others. Maybe to warn some about what can happen when something that should stay fantasy becomes reality. Maybe to share the eye-opening experience with others that are afraid, like I was, to cross the interracial barrier.

The first thing I have to say is, while some women tell themselves that size doesn't matter, if I am honest with myself, all of the most memorable sexual experiences i've ever had were with men that had large cocks. When I finally had the chance to be with a man that was very large, and had the confidence, and the moves to use it right, there was simply no going back. In my case that happened to be with the black man that my husband and I found to fulfill his fantasy.

That experience opened my eyes to the magic of the black man. From that point on I was ruined for my husband, so I guess as the old saying goes, once I went black, there was no going back to white boys.

You might be wondering what became of my marriage. Interestingly, when you have a man that adores you enough to put up with anything, a whole world of possibilities opens up.

I'll really start by talking about how I finally agreed to play out his fantasy and then eventually get into the really good stuff. The first meeting, and how that changed my life.

The first years of my husband badgering me about fucking a black man, I was pretty certain I didn't want to. I wanted to save myself only for him, at least that's what I would tell him. As the years passed, we played out his fantasy in various ways. We purchased several black dildos. Started to get into watching interracial porn. Talked out his fantasies while we fucked.

The first few dildos just didn't quite do it for me. They felt unrealistic, had unusual odors, and I found it very hard to cum with. One day Jeremy ordered a dildo modeled on the black porn star Mandingo. That work of art changed how I felt about using toys. It felt just like a real cock, didn't smell like plastic, and was something that was a challenge to take but made me want to work to take it all. I also found it very easy to cum with, maybe too easy.

At some point I found that I was able to cum easier and harder to the Mandingo dildo than I was with Jeremy's cock. I had never really used the old toys alone but this one was different. I began to use the toy alone, without telling Jeremy about it. And eventually, as I used the toy more I began to fantasize about scenarios with black men and to use some of the porn that Jeremy secretly watched to get off on.

For several months I was using the toy alone as well as with Jeremy. It used to be that he would occasionally ask me if i wanted to be naughty and get stretched. I would say yes sometimes. It turned into me hinting at him grabbing the toy. What started out as occasionally quickly turned into me using the toy by myself at least 3 or 4 times a week, and then with him at least every other week. I just couldn't get enough. And the porn didn't help curb my yearning.

I found out that Jeremy had a favorite porn actress. A brunette named Savannah that he thought looked a lot like me. As I found dozens of videos he had bookmarked with her in them I became fixated much like he was with the fact that she looked much like me. I started to watch videos of her, while using the mandingo cock, even watching videos with mandingo fucking Savannah.

I began to fantasize about scenarios where I would meet him, and he would ravage me. The toy that at the beginning was too big for me to take comfortably eventually became more than comfortable. I was able to pound my pussy as hard as I could, and crave for more. Even with Jeremy going to town with the toy I began to crave the feeling of a large muscular man behind the toy.

As time progressed I began to fantasize about other black men. Other porn stars, guys I saw around town, a few younger black men that I worked with at the hospital or on my guard weekends. I hate to say it, but sometimes I would fantasize about them when Jeremy was fucking me. Problem was, I needed the toy, not his cock, to make the fantasy feel real. As I realized this, I started to ponder the idea of carrying out Jeremy's fantasy, about waiting for him to bring it up and this time saying YES! But I also started thinking about what guys I'd want, and how to work it so I could fuck a black man of my choosing.

I started to use the power of the internet to my advantage. I joined several forums for interracial dating, and swinger lifestyles, particularly black man/white woman forums. I wasn't really looking to meet anyone, just looking for ideas. Of course, when you're not looking, that's when you find exactly what you weren't looking for. In this case, an incredibly good looking man, with a good job, great body, confident, and looking to sex up white girls, especially married ones.

His name was Jeron. I shared with Jeron my situation, and we talked about me hinting during sex with Jeremy, when he was using the toy, about wanting to fuck a real black cock. And then a sly way to try and figure out how to find "someone" to help fulfill the fantasy. I would do a google search that I knew would bring us to the site we met on, and we would eventually stumble on Jeron's profile. Yeah, I was being very bad, and very devious. But I wanted him SOOOO bad!

So one night, when Jeremy asked if I wanted to be naughty, I coyly said sure. He teased me a little, talking naughty. He does a good job of being naughty and making the role playing a turn on. I was sure to get very into it, and to be sure he knew I was feeling naughty and uninhibited. I was pretty easily able to get him to start asking me how much I liked black cock, and if I wanted a real one. So I said YES, I do want a real one. He was a bit hesitant, thinking this was just a normal naughty session. He looks at me and asked "really?"

It was then that I looked deep into his eyes, with an intense look. I grabbed his hand with the dildo in it and pulled it into me as I pushed my pussy all the way onto it and said, "I want to do this. I want to feel a real black cock. I want us to find a black stud to do this for real to my pussy. And I want you to love it." He about came right there.

I could see how excited this made him. "I'm serious about this if you really want to do it." He said.

As the dildo was still in me, and I was grinding onto it I told him, "finish fucking me with this big black cock. make me cum, and then lets find someone to do this." He was speechless. But his rock hard cock, and the way he started ramming my pussy told me he was in.

After I came, which was in no time, I had Jeremy stop. As I knew that when he cums, he loses the desire to follow through. I told Jeremy to go get the mac book. He did as I said. Such a good boy. He came back with it. "Give it to me." I told him. Jeron and I already knew exactly what to type in to get to our interracial dating site, and once there I knew exactly what to type in to get his profile to come up. A few minutes of looking through guys that I wasn't interested in and we came across Jeron's. I showed "a little" interest. Not too much.

I asked Jeremy what he thought. He was receptive, but a little hesitant. Bad me, I grabbed his cock and squeezed. "Don't you want to see your naughty wives pussy getting pounded by a real big black cock?" He was instantly rock hard again, and nodding like a good obedient play-thing. I acted like I didn't know how to make a profile. He helped, or thought he was helping. I got logged on and sent a message to Jeron saying we were a married couple looking to explore our naughty side. "Surprisingly", he popped on line. Well no surprise to me, I had texted him while Jeremy was getting the mac.

I was sure to keep pushing Jeremy's buttons as the session ensued. Saying naughty things, grabbing his cock, and I even got him to lick my pussy while I typed back and forth with Jeron. After several back and forth "getting to know you" messages we agreed to do a live video connect. Jeremy came up from my wet pussy to get a look at this intensely hot black man that he thought we'd just met. After a few more minutes of somewhat small talk, Jeremy asked how we knew if he was packing what we were looking for.

I resisted the smug smile and asked the question. At that Jeron just backed up from the camera, undid his jeans and pulled out his long and thick and dark cock. I honestly think Jeremy was a bit scared at this point. Soft, Jeron was easily bigger than Jeremy was hard. I could only imagine how big it grew to. I smiled and looked at Jeremy, "I think that will do" I said as I smiled and gave Jeremy's cock another reassuring squeeze.

The timing of this was working out perfectly. The next weekend we all happened to have off, and as we were in the moment I said to an eager and horny Jeremy, "you've been asking for this for years. I'm feeling bad in a way that I don't often feel. If you want this to happen we should do this now." He just stared into my eyes and nodded his head. I smiled, looked into the camera and told Jeron, "We can do it this weekend, where should we meet?" Jeron gave the name of a local club. After a few more minutes discussing details we ended the session.

I immediately went to work finishing Jeremy off. I fucked him so good, and so hard that he was just left a sweaty, and exhausted mess. Afterwards I leaned on him, sweaty and naked. "What should I wear?" We went through my lingerie drawer and found some slutty undergarments, then moved to the closet.

Last summer Jeremy had bought me a tight fitting, very short purple dress that hung off the shoulders. We picked that and some high heel strappy shoes. They would certainly classify as "fuck-me" shoes. All that was left was to wait the five days for the meet.

Jeremy and I fucked every night until the day of the meeting. Using the toy a few of the nights, talking naughty all of the nights. The anticipation of this was so hot, and so intense.

Friday night finally came. The day seemed to drag on forever. At around 6 pm I finally started to get ready. putting on dark eyeliner that I rarely wear, and dark lipstick. Putting my hair up in a new way, and putting on the only large hoop earrings I had. Once I was finally dressed and ready we got ready to go.

It was an hour drive to Seattle to meet. During the drive up to Seattle I was sure to keep Jeremy in the mood, After rubbing his cock I took off my seat-belt and undid his pants. He was quickly rock hard and in my mouth. I didn't finish him off, but kept him very horny the whole ride up there.

The moment was finally here. We walked into the club and looked around for a booth with a single black man wearing jeans and a white, tight fitting button up shirt. It was only 8:30 so the club was still fairly empty. We both saw Jeron at the same time sitting at a booth, drink in hand. I grabbed Jeremy's arm and look at him.

I'm actually genuinely nervous. I give Jeremy a meek smile and ask, "should we do this?" "We're kind of committed to it now." He said back. We walk over and Jeron gets up as we approach. He's so tall and muscular. First Jeron and Jeremy shake hands. Then I move over and he gives me a hug. His touch gives me the tingles and the butterflies.

As we move back into the booth I sit between the two of them. We talked for a while. Jeron was so easy going, and easy to talk to that the mood was feeling very relaxed. In person he definitely acted like you would expect of a black man, or at least as I would expect. Deep voice, some urban slang. Jeron excused himself to go use the bathroom. Jeremy and I talked about how it was going. We both thought well.

When Jeron came back he looked at me, "wanna dance?" I look at Jeremy, for his approval, and to see his response. He smiled and nodded an OK. I got up, and as I was doing so Jeron grabbed my hand. More tingles. He then led me to the dance floor. It was louder, speakers blaring hip hop as we start to move. Whenever we talked we had to move our heads closer together. He would put his hand somewhere on my body each time. Sometimes on my hip, sometimes on my shoulder or arm.

One time he pulled me closer by putting his hands on my waist and ass and pulled. That moved my hips towards his, and our pelvises together. all i could think was yum. As he talked into me ear I look over at Jeremy. He could see us, but not very well. I started grinding myself against the bulge in Jeron's jeans. As I did so Jeron kissed my neck. I could feel my knees weaken, and my pussy tingling. I could also feel how wet my panties were getting. We stayed on the dance floor for about 15 minutes before heading back.

Back in then booth I again sit between them, this time i'm a little sweaty...and a little closer to Jeron. his arm is draped over the booth, around me. More talk, its maybe 9:30 pm. After a few more minutes of easy chatting a song comes on that I love and I say I wanna dance. Jeron and I head to the floor, the floor is getting crowded, we are close now, very close. bodies moving together. His hands are all over me, and mine are all over him.

He moves his hands up to my neck and tilts my head up and kisses me on the lips. As our tongues dart in and out i'm conscious for the first time of being a white girl being naughty in public with a black man. Then it fades away as we continue to kiss. A few more songs, more fucking with our clothes on and he asks me, "are you ready to fuck?" I look up at him smiling, "i've been ready" As the song comes to an end we move off the floor and back to the booth.

Jeremy is sitting, a little bit of a look on his face of concern, or maybe discomfort. I move over to him and kiss him deeply on the lips. "don't overthink this." I tell him. "This is what you've wanted for years, and its going so well." The look fades a bit, especially after I reach under the table and give his cock a squeeze.

We all talk for a few more minutes and I finally say to the both of them. "I'm tired of the club, I wanna go back to the hotel." There's a nod from both of them. Our hotel was a short walk from the club. It felt so naughty to be walking between the both of them. Especially as we walk into the nice hotel.

Jeremy checked us in while Jeron and I had a cigarette out front. It was a very nice hotel, and more than a few people gave us stares as we walked into the elevator. The way I was dressed there couldn't be much doubt that something was going on involving me being bad. It felt so good to be that naughty, and for others to see it.

Once in our room, I moved over to the chaise lounge and sat crossing my legs. There was a bit of a "what now" moment. Jeron helped diffuse it, throwing down a $50 and moving to the wet bar. "what do you want to drink sugar" he asked me. He made me a vodka cranberry then asked Jeremy what he wanted. With drinks in our hands, Jeremy sat in the chair across from me and Jeron came and sat next to me.

I looked and Jeremy, "Are you ready for this?" I asked, a little nervous about how he'd respond.

"As ready as I'll ever be." he responded, a bit nervously. At that I put my drink on the table and slipped to the floor in front of Jeron. Looking over at Jeremy I could see he was going to that place he goes when we talk about doing this. PERFECT!

I then look up at a smiling Jeron and undid his zipper and yanked down his underwear. His cock was getting hard, and growing. I'm sure if Jeremy could have seen my eyes he would have seen the shock at how thick Jeron's cock was. As I pulled it out I realized I couldn't even fit my hand all the way around the base. Using both hands I stroked his cock and then put it in my mouth and started working it with my best technique.

At this point everything else faded away. I just wanted to please him. I wanted him to want me, and wanted him to look down at me as if he was getting the best head ever. Using lots of spit and using my best wrist action and moving my head like a pro must have done it. His eyes were in the back of his head, and he grabs my head as i'm going as deep as I can, "baby, you are amazing!" he says.

I feel bad because I can only get about half of him in my mouth, but glad because I can see the look of pleasure in his eyes. My pussy is gushing, I can feel it. I sucked his giant black cock for about 10 minutes before standing up. He then spins me around to get a view of my ass. I know its a great ass. He grabs it, smacks it then tells me to take the dress off.

I'm looking at Jeremy as I undo the clasp under my arm and unzip my dress. I slip the left shoulder of the dress off my shoulder and Jeron reaches up and helps slide the dress off my body. "Damn girl" He says. "Those some sexy tattoos." I have a number of tattoos. One on my calf, one on my inner thigh very close to my kitty, one one my upper back, and one on my lower back. But the ones he was talking about where the two that wrap around my waist on each side. I smile as he says this, then feel his hands grabbing around each of my hips.

He pulls me closer and then smacks my ass again. It was a good one, loud, and just slightly painful. He then spins me around and pulls me down and towards him. I fell to his lap and pushed my knees to the outside so that I was straddling him. His cock was still out and very hard. I put all my weight down on him and could feel his cock pushing against my pussy.

I slowly started to grind on him, back and forth pushing myself all the way down onto the base of his cock and slowly, sensually sliding all the way up so that the tip of his cock was pressing against my very wet panties. After just a minute of this he reaches down, pulls my panties aside and slips a finger in. I moan slightly. He then pulled his finger out and offer it up to my mouth. I grab his large, strong hand and push two of his finger into my mouth and suck my juices off.

I keep his fingers in my mouth as I continue to grind. After another minute of this he pulls his hand away from my mouth moving both hands to my hips to help me with the rocking motion. I am so wet, and so into the moment, and as i'm faced away from Jeremy I have no idea what he's doing or how he's reacting.

As I'm thinking this, Jeron moves his hand back to my panties and forcefully pulls them to the side exposing my dripping wet pussy. I can honestly say I had never been so wet in all of my life. I continue to grind, now feeling his fat cock directly against my pussy. I look down and can see my juices glistening all over his cock. As I am pressed forcefully down against the base of his cock I can see the length of him extending out past the front, the fat head of his cock jutting out. As I slide up he slowly lifts his hips as he grabs my hips and helps me slide forward. I'm looking down into his eyes as we are moving together, a look of intensity and connection.

I'm so into the moment, completely lost, not even thinking about where we go next. While i'm lost in this wonderful place, as i'm sliding forward I feel him lift me up and at the same time feel that he slides his body down slightly. For a brief moment I feel the fat head of his cock pressed firmly against the opening of my pussy. I gasp, it feels so good, and my pussy is literally yearning for it.

I snap out of my daze and look back into his eyes. He smiles at me and as I smile back Jeron thrusts, pushing himself into me. I let out a moan that actually startles me. I was not expecting him to thrust himself halfway in. The size was such a shock. As i'm trying to adjust he very briefly pauses, then continues pushing until he's all the way in. I can feel that fat head pressing against my cervix, and our loins pressed hard against each other.