Overnighter

We had a couple of months break due to family obligations, Anna was visiting family out of town, and when she came back home we were spending time out by the pool. The rennovation of the pool area was completed while she was gone, so this was her first day enjoying it. It was a Friday, we had the day off and were poolside shortly after noon, and started drinking then. As the day wore on we started talking about sometime having one of her black lovers join us at home, around the pool.

"It would save the cost of a hotel room," she commented.

It was around 4 p.m. at this time, and she also added, "Menard will be getting off work about now."

I took the hint, called his cell, and in a half hour he called, said he'd just finished a shower, and upon hearing of my invitation told us he would be there in a couple of hours.

He was right on time, despite his getting a speeding ticket on the way, and he took a drink and sat at the table drinking it.

Anna was wearing a black sheer swimsuit that she only wears when the two of us are together around the pool, and as he drank the first drink he reached out and pinched her nipple hard through the sheer cloth. As we talked at my request she pulled the top down, so that she was topless and as we drank and talked he would reach out and caress a breast or pull on a nipple. she got on his lap stradding him, him fully clothed, her bare from the waist up, and they began kissing, she unbuttoned his shirt and as he tugged on her nipples he said he would like to use nipple clamps on her. She laughed and asked, "Want to?" He looked surprised and I told them, we have some, and Anna said, "Go get them."

They were kissing when I returned, and I handed them to her and she adjusted the clamp on one nipple, and took the other end of the chain and handed it to him, "Want to do one?" she asked.

Menard did. With both her nipples hard and erect in the clamps, connected by the chain, she kissed him, eagerly, the chain brushing his chest.He tugged gently on the chain and one clamp popped off, and she was gasping as he did, her chest heaving as
she put it back on. She was hot, and rather than kiss again she unbuckled his pants, pulled out his cock and began sucking his cock, the nipple clamp slipping off one nipple again and remaining on her left breast. He took her wrists and pulled her up,
pulling down on her suit, and she stepped out of it, the effort causing the other clip to slip off.

Anna didn't re-clamp her nipples, instead taking his wrist and leading him toward the chaise longue. She lay her towel on it, and he leaned back naked and my nude wife leaned over him and and sucked him before stradding the chaise longue and guiding his cock inside her, bareback. She began riding and rocking on his cock, occasionally leaning over to kiss him, sometimes as they fucked he was playing with her breasts. When her orgasm started breaking he moved his hands to her shoulders and pressed her body down harder on his cock as she bounced up and down on it, her hands clutching his forearms, moaning and cumming in this position.

Anna moved off him and stepped into the pool, with he and I following, just floating for a while until he had recovered, and together we went inside our house to the spare bedroom.

Menard ate her pussy for several minutes before scooting her to the edge of the bed and with her legs back and open moved his cock back into her pussy. she moved up higher and he bucked between my wife's legs, his dark cock glistening with her juices and the come inside her from their previous fucking. For a long while it was just such hard fucking, nothing fancy, just my wife on her back with her legs open and a black man's hard cock inside her pumping her as she grunted and moaned in pleasure, until once again he came inside her.

They cuddled, I got water for everyone, and she started playing with his cock, sliding down enough so that she could rub the head of his cock over her nipple and breast. That always turns her on, and he was rock hard, and before long she was sucking his cock again. He rolled to his back and she got on top of him and was soon rocking back and forth on his cock, grinding her pelvis down on him as he squeezed her breasts, one in each hand, hard enough to leave hand prints, his thumbs roughly sliding over each nipple.

Anna leaned back thrusting her pelvis and then back over again as he put both hands on her ass and pulled, her ass cheeks opening to reveal her puckered ass, which she had already declared off-limits. Instead he slapped her ass, leaving the red
imprints of his fingers on both cheeks of her ass.

She got louder, enjoying it, still moving on his cock has he began to slap her ass in rhythm, each slap reddening her ass more and eliciting more moans of pleasure. She was into it. She came, and when she pulled off him he pulled her up over him so he could eat her, and they shifted into a 69 befor her climbing back over him.
He pressed his finger against her ass but never tried to put his finger in there, and eventually he came inside her a third time.

He had to get up early for his job and was going to have to leave around 2 a.m. My wife and I went to bed, I fucked her in her silky seconds state, adding my come to the three loads inside her, and we dozed off. At 2 a.m. her clock went off, and she
got out of bed. I looked over at her standing in the bathroom mirror brushing her hair, nude, pulling a housecoat on and walking out the door.

I assumed she was going to wake him up, put him on his way as he said he had to leave for his job around then, and come back to bed, as she had done when he was with us in the cabin. I listened for a minute, and figured if they were fucking I'd hear it, and after about 10 minutes I got up, walked close to the door and heard nothing, so I went back to bed. I heard the chime of our door alarm and looked at the clock, it was 2:40. In seconds I felt her climb in the bed beside me.

"Where the hell have you been?" I said.

"I wanted to be sure he was up and get him started," she said in the darkness.

"For 40 minutes?"

Anna paused for a minute. "Well we made love again."

This was off plan for me, as I wanted to walk in later or at least be aware of it to hear them, but this hadn't happened. It wasn't a big deal, but I told her, "Well since I wasn't there you do have to tell me about it in detail."

She began to softly describe how she had gone to wake him up at 2 and he told her he didn't have to get up until 2:30, so she had climbed in the bed with him, spooning, and dozing off, and then waking up and began playing with his cock. He had rolled over and she had sucked him hard, he had kissed her, got her robe off and she had moved over him, holding her body over him as he fucked her quick and hard, moving underneath her until he came inside her again. He had gotten dressed and left for his job, and my nude wife had come back to bed with me. As I moved over her for my reclaiming fuck she said, "Damn I'm so tired."

"Yeah, but you know the deal," I added, and she nodded.

Plans and that's all

It's been almost a month since we've played, due to family obligations and travel, and I've not brought the subject up since I knew we couldn't do anything.

She hasn't talked about it much but has said for certain she can't wait to do Darnell, and with a free day in the week coming up she suggested we call Menard and have him come back for a repeat. We're also heading back to the beach where Devin and she spent the night, but no word on that.

As for me, one camcorder died but I've ordered another.

A black cock drought of sorts.

We've noticed the responses to our swinger site ads, the ad we have on an interracial site, to be slowing down. I'm not sure if it is the economy or people being distracted.

Overnight & Bareback with a Regular

We were going to an event near where Menard lives, and we decided to stay an extra day and invite Menard to spend the night. As we had with Devin, and since he had already shown a disdain for condoms, we also told him that if he wanted to meet and was willing to get tested that going bareback would be ok. He decided to go to the trouble.

He was later than we expected, so instead of waiting in the cabin we went to a couple of shops, and we were there when he called my cell. I had him come into the parking lot, and Anna got in the car with him to show him how to get to the cabin. I followed in our car. Once we got out of the traffic I fully expected to see her head disappear over into his lap, but nothing like that happened.

When we got to the cabin we had drinks. It was an isolated cabin, and she excused herself and came back out with a gauzy dress that is cut to her waist in the front and back in a deep V that I bought her on a trip to Mexico that she simply couldn't wear in public. It was probably made to wear over something else.

She laughed when she noticed she had put it on wrong side out, and she simply pulled of off, naked underneath, reversed it and pulled it back on, as if that was a normal as walking through a door.

We were drinking wine, and after a couple of glasses and talking, enjoying the view (both of the mountains and of my wife) they started making out on the deck, just kissing, for a while, then they broke, went back to their drinks and we talked some more.

He pulled her into an embrace and they started making out with more intensity. He has his back to me and when he slid the left side of her dress off her shoulder to bare her breast they turned where I could see, and he played with her breast and continued to do so, pulling her nipple erect as they kissed, her right breast exposed and him fully clothed. When they broke the embrace this time Anna led the way inside and to the bedroom, with the two of us following.

Before they embraced again she slid the other side of the dress down, and they kissed as she helped him remove his shirt. As they kissed he was pulling straight out on her nipples hard, really stretching her breast out and she was pulling on his nipples as well, which he liked. He would pull on her nipple as far as it would go and then let it go, the movement of her breasts bouncing enticingly. As they kissed again he pulled up the hem of her dress to cup her ass and she was working on getting his pants down.

She held his his balls with one hand and stroked his cock with the other while he went back to tugging on her nipples, and kissing her.

He pulled up the front of her dress as she kissed on his nipples, and began to finger her, the entire while she never took her hands off his by now rigid cock. He pulled her dress up over her head and she lay back sideways on the bed and he began to eat her pussy.

She came like that, and he moved over her as she scooted up on the bed and he leaned over and she guided his cock into her pussy and he began pumping his cock inside her--without the benefit of a condom for the first time since she started fucking him.

She put her ankles on his ass and he fucked her in quick small strokes. He came quickly, but rather than pull out or get up, he stay inside her and kissed her again. He pulled out and began sucking her nipples and then lowered his mouth to her pussy and began eating her again, and she came again, collapsing with her legs spread and her arms over her head and her eyes closed. He moved between her legs again and in a single smooth stroke buried his cock all the way inside her.

"You like this black cock," he asked her as they were fucking.

" I love it," she said lower, and then louder "I love your black cock." He started coming inside her a second time, rolled to the side and started finger fucking her until she came yet again.

We took a rest, I went on the deck to grill some steaks, and Anna and Menard were in the kitchen. She was working on the salad, and when I stepped back to the doorway I glanced in and Menard had slid her dress down to expose one breast as she was making the salad. He leaned over and kissed her nipple and rose back up, sipping his drink, enjoying the view. Anna didn't make any effort to pull it back up. She did pull it back up when we sat down to eat.

We had a nice dinner, kept drinking and Anna led Menard to the couch in the living room once the dishes were put in the sink. She pulled down his pants and began sucking his cock, as he lay back on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned but still on and she'd lowered the other side of her dress so she was topless from the waist up.

After she got him good and hard she straddled him on the couch, moaning a groan of pleasure as she lowered herself onto his hard cock, still wearing her white gauzy dress. Other than putting his hands on her shoulders he just let her ride him and looked at her sliding back and forth on his cock. Her dress was covering her pussy and his cock going inside her but half way through she rolled it up so he could see his cock going in and out of her.

"I'm gonna come," she said.

"Yeah baby, get some," he answered back, "Yeah", and she came, squirting as she did, and rested on him, asking me to get a towel, which I did.

Anna lay back on the couch and Menard got between her legs and started playing with her pussy with his fingers, flipping her clit with one finger, licking it, moving that one finger inside her, and she was sensitive and responsive to even a light touch. She reached down and pulled back on her pussy, exposing her clit and rubbing her clit with her pussy pulled apart with his face only inches away. She reached behind his head pulled him into her pussy, and he licked it, then stood up in front of her, she scooted to the edge of the couch, and started sucking his cock again as he leaned over and pulled on her nipples, pulling her entire breast up hard, almost to the point of pain if she had not been on a sexual high.

Anna gagged, and he stopped fucking her face, he had her lay back on the couch, and he put first one, then two and then three fingers inside her. She moaned and make it clear that she was into it, and he added four fingers and started moving his thumb into her as well, and she was writhing as he did. He had his thumb and four fingers into her up to his knuckles, then she pulled him forward to have him kiss her breasts, and he started moving his hand, vibrating it. She was whimpering and he moved up to her ear and was talking to her, and she spread her legs even wider. With him on top of her I couldn't see to tell exactly what was happening, but she grimace and then gasped an "oohhh"" His elbow moved forward slightly, and she exlaimed, "oohh yess."

Mernard had to be even further than when he had had four fingers and his thumb in her pussy knuckle deep. She pulled her knee up closer toward her chest. He rose up off her and she looked down to her pussy but it wasn't until I moved that I saw him withdrawing his entire hand from my wife's pussy. He'd fisted her. I had never been able to do that, but had come close. Maybe it was the fucking, maybe it was the cum inside her, or his hands might be smaller, but I now had a fisted wife.

As I moved the video camera over to show it she told him, "I need to take a break."

We decided to go to the cabin's hot tub, and she put a white tank top I'd bought her that reads, "Black Cock Slut", and I snapped a few photos of her in it, and a few more with it wet. We were getting drunker at this time, and it wasn't long with Anna and Menards playing with each other and kissing in the hot tub that it was time to go back inside.

They got on the bed and went into a 69, with him on top, and then with him standing in the floor she got on her knees on the edge of the bed. He touched her ass with his thumb and she jumped, "Nope". I moved onto the bed sideways, still naked from the hot tub so she could suck my cock while he fucked her.

"I love it, Oh God fuck me yes," she moaned as he fucked her harder.

"Yeah, you're getting that black cock," he told her, and then standing still he told her to move onto him in doggy style. "Move back on that black cock," he ordered.
He pulled her until she had one leg off the bed on the floor, and she was still sucking me. "Suck that cock," he told her, pounding her hard from behind now. She pulled off from sucking my cock as she started coming.

She was in a bad position and he backed up and she stood up and he moved behind her, cupping her breasts from behind. She crawled on the bed and they cuddled for a while, resting, with his hand down between her legs and kissing on her nipples.

After five minutes or so he told her, "I'm ready to fuck you."

"Good" she answered.


I started kissing her nipples as she lay on her back while Menard ate her pussy, then I moved on the bed and Anna sucked my cock as he continued eating her pussy. I started playing with one breast while Menard played with the other, and Menard talked to her, "I wanna see you suck on that cock." Menard moved behind her again she held his cock as she sucked me.

She rolled to her back and he took the base of his cock and started slapping her clit with it. Until she guided his cock inside her. "You fuck so good, your cock feels so good," she gasped.

"Like this black cock?"

"Yes, I love your black cock, fuck me in my slutty pussy."

"Damn," he exclaimed as he came again, "You've made me come three fucking times".

Everyone rested for a minute, and I pulled her down on the bed and she sucked me hard and then I pulled her down on the bed and fucked her her too as she sucked on Menard's cock.

I came inside her and he kissed her mouth and her fingered her again.


Menard had to get up very early the next morning, and I went into the main bedroom and prepared to go to bed, and she came in and I told her if she wanted to sleep with him it was ok. She was hesitant, but I encouraged her a little. I heard her rattling around in the kitchen and then I heard a crash and "SHIT!". I didn't get up but I did ask what the comotion was about, and she had turned over a bowl of blueberries on the floor. She took a long time to get that cleaned up, came back into the room and said, "I've slept with a black man before and I think he's through for the night."

"OK, whatever you want to do," I answered, "but if you want to I don't have a problem with it. Just leave the door open so I can hear if you fuck."

She paused for a minute and then quietly left, the door open and turning out the lights as she went away. In the darkness I lay there waiting for the sounds of sex--but in a minute I heard her come back into the room, felt her weight on her side of the bed.

"He's passed out and laying diagionally across the bed," she said with some disappoint in her voice. "I didn't have any room."

Early the next morning I heard him get up, and she got up, went to tell him good bye and came back to bed in just a minute.

New Guy

A new guy has joined the list, Gerald. He had contacted us through our swinger site a long time back, and somehow down the line she lost contact (the site drops old emails after 60 days), and we sometimes have stretches when we weren't active in checking emails. He had the luck to come back on the scene when she had dropped Sam, and he was persistiant enough to keep in contact. The more he persisted it seemed the more that she wanted to get together with him. "I have a good feeling about him," she told me.

So we eventually set up a weekday meeting in the same hotel where she had met a couple of other lovers. We walked into the restaurant where we usually first meet, and this black guy was standing at the salad bar and did a long triple take on her, in this hot black scoop necked dress that shows a lot of cleavage.

Gerald's photos had shown him in a office, wearing a tie in all of his photos, a suit in most, and the guy at the salad bar was wearing below the knee short pants and a long tee shirt over that. I didn't think he was the guy.

We sat down, ordered, and he called on the cell. He told us his location, and he was the man at the salad bar. He brought his drink around, ordered an appetizer, We talked a while, no negatives, and we finished our meal, stepped outside, and I told them I would walk and she would ride with him so he didn't have to leave his car a block and a half away.

When we went upstairs it was the usual ackward sitting on the suite sofa while I sat opposite. I don't know why this always takes some time to get started, but after my second trip to the men's room I came back out and they were making out, then he took her hand and walked to the bed, removing his shirt while Anna was on her knees, fully clothed, and unbuckling his pants. His pants fell and he stood there, without touching her, waiting while she pulled his cock out of his shorts and began to suck. His cock was very thick, with a large bulbous head.

She sucked him and he slid his hand in her top to caress her breast, and she slid out of the shoulder straps and let it fall to her waist, taking his cock and rubbing it over his nipples. He made no sound, just stood there looking down at her.

He pulled her up and kissed her as he kicked off his shoes and socks, and then lay her down on the bed and began to eat her pussy, his hands on the outside of her legs, playing with her breasts as he did, and he stood up reached into his pants and pulled out a condom, walking on his knees to her in the bed, and she raised her feet and began playing with his thick cock with her feet for a while.

Then he pulled on the condom and leaned over her, rubbing his cock on the outside of her pussy and then began sliding it in very slowly, and she gasped as he did, adjusting to his thick cock stretching her pussy. Her pussy was soaked and was frothing white foamy juices, which I'd not seen her do often. He fucked her like that for a while, then flipped her onto her knees and fucked her doggy, which she loves. As he kept fucking her he put his hand on her ass and slowly put his thumb into her ass as he fucked her.

He put her on her side and pushed up one leg to her shoulder and fucked her sideways, ramming her harder and her breasts bouncing. He pulled her up, standing and she sat up on the bed and began sucking his cock. He stroked his cock and she lay back on the bed, her legs open to him and began playing with herself as he got stroked his cock trying to get hard again.

They lay on the bed and cuddled and she began sucking him again. She took a condom from his hand and rolled it down on his cock and he mounted her again missionary style, then doggy, and then on his back as she straddled him. He was having a problem staying hard consistantly, he'd get soft and nearly lose his hard-on and then it would come back. She kept riding him until he came and she came and then she rolled off him.

I handed him a marker and asked him to sign his work, as is my little kink, and he wrote on her pubis, "BBC Lover" He dressed as she still lay there naked, said his goodbyes and left.

As we did what I call my reclaiming fuck, she said, "We may be doing this enough. He kept losing it." I understood that it was not about him but she takes that as her being less desirable. Her weight is a little up and she thought that she's the problem, and she is worrying about aging.

She said, "This is not as exciting as it used to be. You said we would stop when I wanted, I think I may want to but I don't want you pushing me to keep going."
I thought about it for a second, and said, "That's right. You want to quit we quit."

Later she asked how many different black guys she'd done. We tried counting, and she had said that the guy who left in the middle of things didn't count. So the count was 10 without him, 11 with him. Now it sounded like she was willing to count.

I told her that if she wanted to quit we would. What I would suggest that she at least do 12, making it an even dozen, and a some point I wanted her to do two black guys at once. She thought that would make a good number.

Then later she added, "I would still like to do my regulars from time to time."

The translation to this is she doesn't want to risk rejection, but if that has never been a problem anywhere except within her own mind.

Two Black Men

We had talked more about her doing two black men. I asked if her she wanted to invite a two black guys--and she said that it would have to be spontaneous--she didn't want to do it by pre-planning.

She did email back and forth to a couple of guys, but as the week progressed she made no effort to contact them, work got heavy, and instead of meeting them on Thursday as we had planned (and we had two days of the trade show around a lot of people we knew) we talked about booking an room at a different hotel.

One guy was quite a bit bigger, but she liked another guy better, so she questioned meeting one guy on Thursday and the other on Saturday. I was leery about doing that at our trade show (as we do try to keep our play life and our reality life separate) but I did say we'd check it out depending on how remote our room was to lessen the chance of him coming in to our room and bumping into someone in the hall. As we got closer, we bailed on Thursday night, but emailed and asked about Saturday. One guy did not write back, and the second guy had a conflict. She had picked out an especially hot dress, with scoops under both the front, back, and under her arms, so that a bit of side-boob was visible too.

To top all that off on the drive to the show Anna and I got into a long drawn out shouting match over very little, but we were both pissed for a while, which further drained us. Neither one of us had any interest in pursuing anything.

But it would get hotter.


Saturday all was ok again, things back to normal, and we worked the trade show. It so happened that the hotel had a nightclub adjoining, and we went in and found it crowded, but no one we knew from the trade show, although there were several black guys in the crowd. Anna perked up, and mentioned that we might want to come back there later, smiling.

We had to leave the club for a late social gathering in relation to our work, and after that gathering we stopped back by our room-and she donned the sexy dress she had been planning to wear to meet one of her potential black lovers.

The social had an open bar and Anna had a great buzz going when we went back to the club. Even more people had come in, and we danced a couple of dances, and I left for the restroom.

She had looked around and saw no one we knew was there, and said, "You know we might hook up here. Would that be alright."

"Sure" I said in my drunkeness.

As I came back to the dance floor, I started toward her and saw a black guy step up to her just as I hit the edge of the dance floor, so I stepped back, ordered another drink, and watched my wife dance with three different black guys. One guy danced with her a couple of dances, and we heard the bartender announce last call. She motioned me over, the black guy still standing there. He was younger, about 5' 9" and had his arm around her waist.

"What's our room number."

I told her. She couldn't hear over the crowd so I held up my fingers.

"You sure this is all right?" the black guy asked.

"As long as you don't have a problem with me being there and cameras."

"OK," he said, and Anna took my hand and led me off the floor, explaining that they would come along later just in case there was someone we knew in the room.

As we headed down the hall toward our room she told me, "I'm not sure they'll come, I saw them head out the door."

"Them?"

"Yeah," he said he's here with his friend. I told him the friend could come but he can't do me." I said nothing, just recalling how freaked out she had been at the mention of just such a thing a few days earlier. I was anticipating how this might turn out.

When we got to the room I opened up my camera case, and there was knock at the door. She opened the door, said hi to the two guys, and introduced us to Shawn and Galen. Galen was the black guy she had been dancing with, Shawn was about 6' 2" and probably 275-300 pounds, with a huge belly. We introduced ourselves, and Galen said, "Shawn's not going to do anything."

Shawn was carrying a half full bottle of gin, and Galen had a sock in his hand.
Trying to be friendly I handed him a camera. "Good, you can help me shoot pictures" I said. Anna and Galen embraced and started kissing, and I went to the camera bag to set up a video camera and put a battery in my other digital.

"I don't mind photos, but don't show my face," Galen said, adding "and here's why." He opened his wallet and showed a fireman ID.

When I stepped back around to check on Anna, they were kissing, and he had already pulled the cloth from the dress to the middle, exposing both her breasts. He was still fully clothed.

Shawn was taking photos, and I went back to finish setting up the camera and light. Once done I went back to the foyer where they were, this time Anna was on her knees in front of him sucking his black cock, naked. She stood up to kiss him, his shirt still on, and he grabbed her ass and pulled her tight against him, reaching far back and slapping her ass very hard with both hands on both ass cheeks at the same time. She didn't complain and he did it twice more, leaving deep red marks on her ass.

They kissed a while longer.

"You might need to get a condom," Anna said to me.

"I've got all the condoms we need," Galen said, reaching into the sock and pulling out a gray pack of Lifestyle condoms and opening one. I moved into the room to turn on the video camera and as they rounded the petition between the foyer and the bed, Anna was on her knees, sucking his condom covered cock. I wasn't sure if she had put it on him with her mouth or fingers. She was pulling his socks off as she did, before climbing onto the bed.

She lay down on the bed, scooting up toward the head of the bed, spreading her legs, and licking her fingers parting her pussy lips as she watched him remove his shirt and remainder of his clothing.

He climbed between her legs, leaned over to kiss her and slid his cock into her with no oral sex or fingering. She locked her legs behind his small ass that was soon bouncing up and down between her legs, fucking her and grunting as she moaned and said "Yes, Yes, Yes," over and over.

The bad thing is in that position there is nothing but legs, ass and back to take photos off, and as I circled the bed, and Shawn did as well, there was not a lot to see except a tangle of legs. He shifted position slightly so we could now see his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and she was soon squirting.

I'm not sure how much Shawn had seen of this, because when I looked at the photos he had taken the majority of them was the glistening fluids of her squirting.

He fucked her for around 15 minutes, asking her if she liked it, which of course she did and told him so. He started quicker and her gasps for breath hit the rhythm which told me she would be coming soon, and he moaned as he started coming into the condom.

He lay on top of her and I moved around to their feet, noticing the base of the condom was bulging with cum. "Might be time to replace the condom," I said aloud, but he didn't seen to hear.

He was talking to her but I couldn't hear at the time--but later on the video tape I heard him ask her if she liked his black cock.

"I love black cock," she told him.

"Want more?" She nodded.

"Shawn will do you." She paused for a moment, then nodded again.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered, still nodding.

"OK," he said, smiling.

He lay there for a while before staggering toward the bathroom. I had no idea how much he had drunk, but it was obvious he was getting sloppy drunk.

As he pulled out of her she kiddingly said, "You through?"

He turned to Shawn, "He'll do you." We waited for him to return from the bathroom. When he didn't she looked at Shawn, her legs still wide open and her pussy displayed, and said, "Come on big boy."

He stammered something about how he'd been drinking all day and had trouble getting it up when he drank like that. "Gin and it don't mix," he said.

After a minute or two she looked over at me, and smiling moved toward Shawn standing at the foot of the bed with the camera in his hand.

He didn't resist but had a strange look on his face as she unbuckled his pants, pulled down his shorts, and wrapped her hand around a good sized black cock that was not hard. She began sucking him, stroking him, and in general trying to get him hard.

She wanted to fuck him to, and it was evident, but he got semi-hard and then lost it. She kept sucking on him, go him hard, and he stripped out of his clothes. She lay back on the bed, legs splayed, breathing heavily, about to get her second black cock of the evening, and he lost his hard on again.

Anna rose back up to suck him again.

Galen remained in the restroom, and after several minutes Shawn asked, "Where's Galen?" and leaned over with Anna's mouth still on his cock, and exclaimed, "Oh shit."

Anna quit sucking him and we all moved toward the bathroom, where Galen lay in the bathroom floor, his head beside the commode, naked, pass out cold. Anna checking on him, feeling for a pulse at this throat, which he had, as Shawn tugged on his clothing.

We all spent the next 30 minutes trying to get Galen up. Together we got his clothes on him, and he lay back down in the floor. Anna was still naked, wiping his head with a wet cloth trying to get him up, and as she did I saw Shawn open his cell phone and take a couple of shots of him and my naked wife in the floor.

"He is going to have to be real nice to me for a while," Shawn laughed.

Galen rallied enough to get to his feet, and Shawn helped him up, thanked Anna for the good time, and went out the door. I closed the bolt, and went back to the bed, where my freshly black fucked wife was laying on the bed for her white husband to reclaim her pussy. Which I did.

I guess if you're wondering if we're real, the above should be proof as no one could make this shit up. And it didn't end as you expected, think about us--it didn't end as we expected either.

We've talked about going back and doing it again--to her it is the hottest thing she's ever done.

Exclusive to black men

The significance of her black date, and as I had explained to her date previously and why it was such a big step for her was that while she had accepted that she loves fucking black guys, and her involvement in the interracial lifestyle, we had always gone to extremes to ensure discretion and not letting anyone know.

Now this was so different from that. She wanted to be seen on the arm of a nice black guy, she wanted the envious looks of some of the white women, the glares of some disapproving others, and the anger in the faces of some of the black women. She wanted to be shown off, she had said, but the reality she was doing some showing off of her own.

She said she wanted this to be a coming out party of sorts, of actually going out in public and showing anyone that sees her that she enjoys the company of a black man. Her dress, the Q of spades tatoo on her ankle, and hopefully his agressive attitude was all supposed to enhance that--although he did behave much more gentlemanly than she had hoped, but that is not a bad thing from a regular.

After the intensity of a sleepover fuck buddy, we laid back for a few days, and she started surfing our swinger site more often. We were going to a trade show a few states away and she wanted to surf a potential playmate. In the course of talking about it I had added a couple of white couples, and she said she really didn't care to fuck any white guys, but if it was a swinging situation she would take one for the team.

"So you only want to fuck black men?"

"I have a white guy at home, but yes, I am only really interested in being with black men."

So other than me her pussy is exclusive to black cock it would appear.

Her First Interracial Date

FIRST BLACK DATE
Four days after the previous post we drove to vacation, anticipating the Friday night solo date we had talked about. She first mentioned it as a fantasy, wanting a black guy to take her out and show her off, and after a lot of talking and discussing it with two of her black lovers, we picked the guy we always see when we go to the beach, the guy who had put the "slut4bc" collar on her, Devin.

The plan was for him to pick her up at our condo (she'd already told me she was planning on wearing a very low cut dress she worn the first time she met Darnell, the one I said I just about told Darnell to forget it and go home as I was taking her for the night. The plan was,their going to dinner, and possibly dancing or at least to a club. (I'd asked him to hang back some and let her be asked to dance by a few guys to get her confidence up).

In the ensuing days since I first mentioned that she could do this if she wanted she went from concern I was pushing him into it to her liking the idea that at some point she would go to the bathroom and upon returning hand him her panties.
I asked for photos and text messages on the progress, and for them to come by a strip club and pick me up, where I would be waiting. I asked them to come in and have a drink in the strip club, with her on his arm as they came in.

From my standpoint I said she could do whatever she wanted with him without me there except I want to be around if there was fucking. She had said she wanted to blow him before they get back, and I told her with that lowcut dress he would have his hand inside her top before they left the parking lot.

We arrived at the condo at the beach and as we fucked that night I told her I was thinking that I had just eaten a pussy that someone else would eat within 24 hours, I was sucking on breasts and holding tits that someone else would be sucking and holding within 24 hours, and I had my cock inside her and another cock would be there. I told her that the bottom line was that I was loaning her pussy, breasts, and body to him for an evening. That really got her soaked.


The date night came and she started getting ready early, he called and said he would be here between 7 and 7:30, and after 8 he showed up. (This is commonly referred to as being on black time if you've not had a lot of real experience in hooking up with black men).

He called when he was in the parking lot. I had to let him in and give him a parking pass for the condo. We went in, He talked for a while,and gave me the test results of his being negative as he had promised.

He complimented my wife, and as she had forgotten her Q and heart anklet chain I had in our toy box a rub on tattoo of the spade with a Q in the center, and I put that on her ankle instead. I kept noticing how that was noticeable and would draw attention to her exceptional long slender legs. I finally told him, "You two have to get going."

And he stood up and he looked at us and said, "Well I need to get a quick shower." My wife had not eaten and it was getting later, and after another half hour he came out dressed in sport jacket, dress shirt with no tie, and slacks. She really needed to eat she told me.

I had planned to set up my light and camera things after they had left and then the plan was for them to join me in a nearby strip club--but as it was late this time they dropped me off at the strip club and then went on.

A cute young stripper came up in the nearly empty strip club, asked if she could join me, and I started awaiting the first text or cell phone photo. The first one came in, they had not gone to dinner, they had gone straight to the club, where they had gotten a table. He had asked her if she wanted to sit at the bar, she didn't. And from the table he talked about dancing but never asked her.

She had 3 Cosmos, and when he went to the restroom I received my second text, saying that nothing had happened, but he was getting touchy feely on her back.
I assumed things were progressing but I much different that we had talked about and she had anticipated, but that is how things often go, so I ordered another beer, drank it, and finally took the stripper back to the private area for a lap dance. I had my hand full of a very nice big natural boob when the phone rang in the middle of the second dance. They were on their way, and I should meet them out front. (So much for them coming in with her on his arm). I think they were both ready to get into the sex at this point despite the so far mild evening.

They picked me up, we drove back to the condo. When we got back in the condo they quickly began kissing, She helped him off with his cloths and sucked his cock, then he had her stand he dropped to her knees and reaching up under her dress pulled her panties down, and then began eating her pussy.

She pulled her dress over her head, and removed it, and then he pulled her over to the bed, kissing on her breasts as he fingered her as he sat on the bed.

He pulled her onto the bed and he fingered her has he ate her pussy, rubbing her g spot and squeezing her breast and pulling on her nipple with his other hand. She was moaning and enjoying every second of it, coming immediately. He moved higher and she spread her legs open for him, and as he got closer, just enough to touch her pussy with the head of his cock, she reached down and drug the head of his cock through her soaked pussy lips, but instead of entering her he asked her to get on top, and she said ok. He rolled to her back, and she followed, sucking his cock a few more times before moving over his bare cock and slowly lowering her body onto him.

She likes bare better than condoms and she moaned a sigh of pleasure as he entered her. The fact he wasn't wearing a condom made it that much hotter for her and she showed it. She rocked back and forth with his cock balls deep inside her while he rubbed her clit with his black hand, standing out in contrast against her white belly. Then as she bucked harder her reached up to cup both her breasts as she road him, and then she wrapped her arms around his neck and he put his arms around her back and they two rocked wildly as they fucked each other. Leaning back she put her arms behind her and still fucked him, her eyes rolling back on her head and he held her on his cock with his hands on her thighs, then finally embracing her tightly he came inside her for the first time ever bareback (for him--even though we'd met him four times previously), and for the first time that evening.

They held each other tightly and he got hard again quickly and she went right back to leaning back with her arms supporting her from behind while she rode his cock. He alternated between rubbing her clit, playing with her tits, or pinching her nipples. The only way to describe it was wild fucking, until he came inside her again.

This time she lay back and he ate her come filled pussy for a few licks, fingered her a few strokes and climbed aboard her missionary style, her legs pulled up. He fucked her like this for 10 minutes or so, until he slowed, and as he held his cock inside her she put her legs behind his ass and fucked her body up against him. He eased to her side and she straddled his cock again, riding him to still another orgasm. After more fucking like this she went to her back again and he fucked her missionary style again.

They fucked and sucked for almost 3 1/2 hours, nearly non stop, with hours of moans and her chorus of "YESS" and "fuck me" over and over. Toward the end of the evening he began telling her how he was going to put his black cum inside her white slutty pussy and she got even more turned on to the dirty talk and name calling.

After a while they paused, he went to the restroom, and I slid off my clothes and got on the bed, where she began to suck my cock, her body on her knees, her ass sticking off the edge of the bed. She was in that position when he came back into the room, and without breaking a movement he stepped behind her and slid his cock inside her as she sucked me. He had done a lot of fucking and it slid out, so he began to eat her again and finger fuck her, and finally pulled away and quietly told us good night, that he was through for the evening.

I fucked her now cum filled pussy and added my cum to the load, and she pulled on a black sheer gown and we went to sleep holding each other.

Sleeping with him was out of the question as when we rented the condo we didn't know that the extra room would only have twin beds rather than at least a double.


The next morning I awoke to her standing at the door to our room for a mental image that has stuck in my mind. Here was my wife in a sheer gown, and when I sleepily asked, "Where you going?" She motioned to the other room where he was. She was going to go straight from my bed to his and fuck him this morning.

I lay there for a few minutes awaiting the sound of her getting fucked, but there was only silence. A few moments later she came back into the room. "His door was locked," was all she said as she snuggled against me. We fucked then.

A few minutes later he got up and when she told him that she had been coming in to wake him up he apologized, not realizing that he had locked his door. She simply smiled, took his hand and led him into our bedroom where they began kissing as they stood. They kissed for long minutes and she pulled down his boxers and stripped him naked, and he pulled her gown over her head and she was as naked as he was. She held his cock as they kissed and he played with her breasts.

She sucked his cock and then he turned her around and laid her back on the bed, eating her pussy for a while before moving on the bed. She lay on her side sucking his cock as he sat with his knees flat on the bed as he fingered her pussy, then scooting her around straight on the bed and began eating her pussy, rubbing his thumb over her clit as he did. Then rocking forward on his knees he barely touch her pussy with his bare cock, and then reaching down guided it inside her. They kissed again as he began to fuck her, rocking and grinding hard against her until he started moaning has he came inside her again.

He had to leave then, quickly pulled on his clothes, picked up his overnight bag and told us good bye, thanking her for the good time, leaving her with a last load of cum inside her where I added mine in just a few minutes.