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The Wife In Trouble

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During my husband’s work trip I find my self alone with my younger black coworker. His charm and good looks leads to a night of hot passionate sex.

My relationship with my daughter-in-law was developing rapidly since my son got married. Even though I’ve known her since she was 7 years old, I’ve only just now started sleeping with her now that she’s 20. My son knows about it and clearly approves as he was present during the first encounter and continues to fuck his gorgeous wife regularly before and after. As a woman who has always considered herself straight, having such intense sexual relations and feelings for another woman, especially one half my age, is shocking to me. I still love my husband and have sex with him often, and I’ve already shared my encounter with my son, but beyond that, I haven’t really had any other male partners in my life. Sure you can count the stripper I sucked off at my daughter-in-law’s bachelorette party, but I never fucked him. But that would all change tonight. You see, I work in a greenhouse with mostly women but there’s this one black man, John, who’s always had a thing for me. I never reciprocated the feelings he’s shared for me, but in recent weeks I’ve been warming up to him. With my husband out of town on a business trip for the week, I had the perfect chance to have dinner with him alone. At work I told John I was free for dinner this Wednesday if he’s available as the most middle aged married couples don’t think to cheat in the middle of the work week.

He came over around 6 pm wearing a nice suit jacket that made him look very handsome. I remember when my husband used to wear nice clothes like that but has since fallen into the “dad clothes” routine. It’s one of the few things he does that irks me as I want to stand next to a well dressed man that takes care of himself and his appearance, not an overgrown little boy. Despite being 10 years younger than me, John definitely had a better sense of style about him, and I loved it. We sat and talked over dinner for a couple hours and I found myself gazing at him and at one point even loosing myself in thought over what this man could do to me, and what I would let him do. I must have looked like a teenage girl staring at her celebrity idol because he was really laying on the charm. I got up to put the dishes away and he got up and followed to help. As I was bent over the sink setting everything down he brushed past me and his bulge swept across my ass. It felt so big, and with the night going how it was, I was getting so wet downstairs that it was hard not to jump him right then and there.

After our brief cleanup, we headed to the living room area and sat on the couch to continue our conversation. As the minutes slipped past I inched closer and closer to him, eventually we were cuddling together. His strong arm was wrapped around me as my head lay on his chest, I felt so safe in his arms and felt so warm and cared for. This man really knew what he was doing as 20 years ago I would be having his babies for sure. As we sat there together my hands started to wander before finding their way inside his pants. I felt his cock through his underwear and it was just as big as I imagined it would be. My mind was racing now, I couldn’t think clearly, I had to have it. I turned to look him in the eyes and as I did I went in for a kiss. One became two, then three and four. Soon we were locked making out on the family sofa as I straddled his lap. His hands got to wandering too as I felt them up and down my waist. I grabbed his wrists and guided his hands up under my shirt and over my bare tits. I continued the motion to take my shirt clean off as his hands stayed in their place.

I was grinding on him even though our clothes were still on minus my shirt. That didn’t matter to him though as he reached under my thighs and picked me up as he stood. He carried me like this upstairs and into my bedroom as I told him where to go. He threw me down on the bed before stripping down naked himself. His body was still firm and muscular and his dark brown skin was soft and smooth. That wasn’t even the best part, my eyes went down and saw his 9 inch package standing straight out at me. My husband was lucky to get to 6 inches anymore, my son was more well endowed but he’s still young. John here was seriously prepared, and the only thing standing between this monster and myself was a thin skirt that I still had on. He got down on his knees and pulled it down off my waist and threw it aside. I opened my legs revealing my bare naked pussy as he started on dessert. He was eating pussy like no man I’ve ever been with before. Right away I was twitching and convulsing uncontrollably.

In ecstasy I pointed to my nightstand saying there’s lube in the drawer. He went over and grabbed some and poured it on his cock. He stood there looking down at me as he stroked his hard glistening cock to life. The anticipation, and to some extent fear, was building inside of me. I knew it would end this way but the excitement he was giving me, as well as the pleasure, was more than I was expecting. Finally he positioned himself between my legs and slowly inserted his penis inside me. The walls of my vagina began to stretch open as he pushed deeper and deeper. I was so wet and so horny I was grabbing his ass pulling him in as my legs were open wide for him. His strokes were long and deep but quickened in pace. My tits, large as they were, flopped up and down as he pumped my hole. Between his deep pumping and the fantastic head I received earlier, I had my first of many orgasms of the night. I grabbed his back and pulled him in closer to me so I could feel his weight on me as I came all over his cock. I wanted him to know that I was his woman tonight, no husband, no other men, just him and me. He owned my pussy and I would let him do with me as he wants.

He continued to kiss me and play with my tits as he asked if the backdoor was open. I told him the backdoor was most certainly open and it would be great for such a man to enter in. I got on my hands and knees for him as he got up close behind me. He pressed that massive rod straight into my asshole as I jumped forward. He grabbed my tits and started to fuck me vigorously from behind. Usually I don’t like when men use my ass as a fucktoy for their own pleasure but right now it felt so good with him in there. I felt his hips slapping into my ass cheeks with every thrust of his mighty cock. He grabbed my throat and pulled me back. His cock ravaging my little ass while his right hand grips my throat as he holds my head next to his. I felt so naked and vulnerable in this position and it turned me on so much. It felt so wrong, so perverted, so dirty, and yet here I was allowing it to happen.

He thrust harder and harder into my tight asshole and I entered into my second orgasm. This time I started squirting all over the bed sheets as he held me close to his body. This was the first time I had ever squirted from anal before and I loved the feeling. I launched off his cock belly down on the bed. He cleaned his cock off before falling back on top of me, fucking my pussy once again in a deep prone-bone position. His strong legs were positioned on either side of my own pushing mine together making my pussy even tighter around his massive unit. The orgasms were hard to stop now. I could barely speak words as he held my face into the sheets while I came on his dick for the third time in a row. I had never had a man so thoroughly rearrange my insides with his cock before this man came along. I felt bad now that I hadn’t given him more attention sooner. Imagine going your whole life without experiencing cock like this.

He kept fucking me harder and faster. I went from a strong older woman in control of the situation to a deranged whore at the mercy of his powerful black cock. I begged him to pick me back up and fuck me against the wall like a slut. My daughter-in-law told me my son fucked her against the wall once and she loved it saying she exploded on his cock. I wanted to feel that too. With my arms and legs wrapped around his torso, and my vagina tight around his penis, he began to rail me against the wall. He fucked me so hard that the picture of my husband and I on our wedding day fell off the wall onto the floor. With the glass still intact he continued fucking me. As I felt another orgasm closing in he announced he was close to cumming as well. I told him to put me on the bed in a mating press and to place the fallen picture underneath my ass. He did as he was told and he fucked my hole hard and deep as my pussy clenched down tight on him. We orgasmed together after several minutes of me begging for him to cum in my pussy.

Once again I felt the sensation of a man’s sperm swimming around inside my vagina. It was a wonderful feeling that made my day better every time. He stood up and stroked his cock as his load of cum slowly dripped out of my open hole. His black cum spilled down on the faces of my husband and I on the picture underneath my ass. It was so beautiful to look at, I sat there admiring the work. He looked at me and said I’m a freaky slut and that he’s never been with a woman like me before. I told him as a woman gets older her desire for great sex only increases as the chances of getting it from her husband decrease. That’s why I’m fucking him right now. I got down and cleaned his cock of all remaining cum as well as my pussy juices. It’s only right that he get all three holes in one night after his great performance. I asked if he’d like to stay the night with me as my husband would be gone for another three days. He asked if the other girls at work would notice to which I replied, “Fuck them, I don’t care what they think of me. If they knew the treatment you gave me tonight they beg me to let them come over.”

Exhausted from fucking he decided it would be better to stay the night. We spent the night in bed together naked. He laid there in the spot my husband sleeps in, but his body was bigger and so much sexier. I laid on his chest most of the night with my hand on or near his cock most of the night. We both woke up around 6 am the following morning. Before we did anything he asked me if I regretted anything from last night, asking if I felt bad about cheating on my husband. I replied that I loved every minute and rolled over on him and started making out with him again. He quickly grabbed my ass and started squeezing it as I grinded my pussy over his cock. His morning wood came to life quick and I went from slide over it to sliding around it. I felt the same stretch I felt in my pussy from last night. My hanging tits hung low over his chest as he grabbed my ass. I fucked myself on his cock feeling the walls of my cunt gripping his thick shaft. As I fucked myself on his cock, I thought what my son would think of his mom fucking a black guy like this? What my husband would say? In the end I didn’t care as this was my time for pleasure.

My grinding became faster and faster as I rode him. Eventually I had my fifth orgasm on his cock as he shot a fresh load of morning cum up my pussy. The second load I’ve received from him. After we finished I laid there on top of him as we made out some more. This was the hottest night of passion I had experienced in several months. Like all good things it came to an end as we showered and got dressed for work. The day at work was difficult as we were both assigned to organize the backroom storage area, which was very isolated and not many people could hear or see anything going on back there. What made it harder not to spend the day fucking him was he kept making passes at me, slapping and pinching my ass, grabbing my tits, kissing me. My pussy ached for him. I was infatuated with his cock and needed him desperately inside me again. Ultimately we would end up fucking after work every night my husband was gone. Always in my bed and always finishing in my pussy. We fucked one last time right before my husband’s plane landed. As I hugged him at the airport, a load of John’s black cum was leaking out of me.

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9 Comments

  • Reply Cappy ID:1a4kzeo38i

    Wow! Excellent and wonderfully hot story.
    Well written.

  • Reply Monica ID:7ylren4oic

    Dah, because you give a nigga a white chick and a cadillac and their in hog heaven.

  • Reply Sugarbud16 ID:6fjk65p20j

    Absolutely hot

  • Reply TARA ID:49kap65h5qr

    Why do black guy’s want to fuck me when i go out clubbing !! They seem to ignore the black women there !

    • Cassy ID:8aga5tv1

      For the same reason so many white guys go for Asian girls, It’s because they think your “exotic”.

    • TARA ID:49kap65h5qr

      OH ! Thank you Cassy !!

    • Cassy ID:8aga5tv1

      No problem Tara. I remember when back when I was in college black guys would always hit on me. I never really paid attention to most of them but once in a while one would catch my eye. I fucked three black men in college before I met my husband. He admitted I was the first white girl he dated and he himself was white! He had been with three Asian girls and two Latinas before me but we hit it off and have been married almost 30 years now. Just make sure when you go out clubbing you don’t fall into the trap thinking they want a relationship with you though, black men want to fuck you as a notch in their belt to say they’ve been with a white girl, but they never want to stick around after.

    • TARA ID:49kap65h5qr

      Thanks for the info Cassy ! I always wanted to try black cock but i’m kind of scared of their size and getting impregnated by one !!

  • Reply Bob ID:ffh2ubr8j

    That was beyond hot!!!!