Wife’s First Black Cock

Our only experience swinging was in Jamaica. I found how enticing

Terry can be to other men, and how excited I got watching her fucking.

She truly enjoyed sex and got off on all the attention. We decided to

find some playmates upon our return. It took a few months and sifting

through email from a few web sites, but I finally found a reasonable

single male. Martin appreciated her photos, seemed well spoken and had

the added benefit of being a well-built black man who was quite well

endowed. Thick and a good 9 – 10 inches. Significantly bigger than

Terry was used to with me. We scheduled a date at a very nice hotel

downtown. Terry only fucks other men for me in 4 star hotels. Go

figure…

She was as nervous as I had ever seen, and slightly bitchy during the

day. Normally I might have withdrawn a bit but not this day. We spent

the day shopping to pass the time, a few clothes and a household item.

I was floored when she suggested a new video camera. An impulse buy

which gave me an instant erection thinking about the upcoming evening.

After a brief dinner, we returned to the hotel to get ready. She took

a leisurely bath and allowed me to “practice” with the new camera

while she fingered herself in the tub. I then had the distinct

pleasure of trimming her pussy to my desire with her spread eagle on

the bed. I had picked out a tight red velvet textured outfit – a short

skirt without panties and a top which tied in the front. Dressed to

kill, and looking both sexy and slutty. A glass of wine to calm the

nerves and off we go.

We sat in the lobby for a few minutes, waiting for Martin to arrive.

We had actually not seen pictures above the neck, so we scrutinized

every black man walking into the lobby. Finally, a tall gentleman made

his way toward us and introduced himself. Bingo. As soon as he sat

down next to Terry on the couch, I saw her nervousness melt away. She

was immediately comfortable and it was obvious they both found each

other attractive. Another glass of wine, and we headed off to find a

bar to relax and get acquainted. I drove my SUV, while Terry and

Martin rode in the back.

We found a cigar bar which was surprisingly empty, and made our way to

a dark area in the back. We claimed a couch and sat Terry in the

middle with Martin and I on either side. Perfect. Martin talked a bit

about his previous experiences swinging, and we relayed our relatively

modest experiences in Jamaica. Slowly the place filled up, and we were

surrounded by other couples and groups. A young woman in a skin tight

cat suit straddled the lap of an older gentleman directly in front of

us. We watched as he rubbed her crotch through the cat suit. I

wondered how Terry was feeling, and slipped my had under her thigh to

find out. My fingers found her pussy wet. Martin and I switched places

so he could do the same. She kept her legs crossed the same way to

give him access to her pussy. Now the other couples were watching us.

Terry leaned back and closed her eyes for a minute, enjoying the

finger fucking she was getting from our new friend in front of

strangers. She then announced that we had to leave, so I quickly paid

the tab and off we went. I went to the parking lot to find my SUV,

leaving Terry and Martin leaning on a car. She had spread her legs so

he could continue to finger her, with a patio bar across the street.

They finally joined me in the SUV, again in the back seat. He

continued to finger her pussy while she unzipped his pants and began

sucking him all the way back to the hotel. Through the rearview

mirror, I could see her struggling to get his wide cock in her mouth.

She managed admirably, but had her jaw and mouth as wide as possible.

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