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Even from the start, I knew I didn't measure up. Her first husband, she had shyly told me, was close to eight inches, and her first boyfriend had nearly ten. I measured in at a mere six inches, and it was clear she liked them long and hard and thick. I knew I had to give her the chance to enjoy what she'd had before, although I wasn't sure I could handle letting her fuck anyone, especially someone with a monster cock. But I understood I had no choice but to find a lover for her who could measure up to the over-eight inches she preferred. I wasn't sure where to look, but I was determined. I actually dreamed, on occasion, of seeing her being fucked by a mammoth cock.
I shopped around in swinger's magazines and online, but nothing seemed to work. I even asked a guy at work if he knew of anyone with a lot in his shorts and he just smiled and asked what I wanted with that. I told him what I had in mind and he laughed. "You want to give the old lady a big-dick for mother's day, eh?" I nodded and felt like a fool admitting I wanted a big cock for my wife. I told him she was such a wonderful woman that I wanted to give her whatever she wanted. He said it was nice of me to do that, but that I should be careful. I understood what he meant, but she deserved whatever I could give her. I was so lucky to have her in my life.
A week or so later i met Anthony. He is six something and wears a wide smile, has enormous hands and feet, and is almost certain to be gifted in the horse cock department. He is very likable and easy to talk to. He is also black. I decided the best thing to do was to come right out with it, so I asked him to lunch and explained what I wanted.
His smiled broadened and he said, "You want to give the little lady some big, black dick?" I nodded. "I can help with that," he said. "I've fucked a number of white wives for guys with little dicks. Have you told her that's what you're planning?" I explained that I hadn't mentioned it to her, and said I wasn't sure if she'd go for it.
I invited him to the house for dinner, said we'd just see how it worked out, see if it seemed like maybe she'd go for it. He agreed and we set it up for the next Saturday. All I could think about for the next week was that big cock of his pushing into her white pussy. It was clear to me that she preferred a big cock, after all, she had them in her past. Her first boyfriend, her ex, she occasionally talked about him on occasion and it was clear she still had feelings for him. His name was Henry, she had once told me after sex that he had over eight inches hard, and as she told me she was excited and got a dreamy look on her face. I figured she probably dreamed of having one of those big dicks in her once again.
She really liked to fuck, and we had sex at least five or six times a week. She also liked giving head and she could suck a cock like a pro, swallowing all I had. She probably fantasized about the old days, maybe even masturbated to images of the big cocks she'd had in her past.
I'd look at fuck magazines and imagine she was the women in the pictures, especially those where a white woman was sucking off a big, black dick, or where some big guy with a huge cock was fucking a woman with her legs spread wide and a big smile on her face. I knew that smile could be Claire's, and I fantasized it almost every day.
When I told her about my plan she blanched, then said it wasn't necessary, that we could be happy as we were. She said she loved me and didn't need anything more. I asked her to just meet him, to give it a chance, and she finally agreed but asked that there be no strings, no guarantee. I told her I knew she liked big cocks, and I wanted her to be able to have what she needed.
When Anthony came to our house for dinner, I could see she liked him right off. They had a great rapport and joked and played around even from the very beginning. I took her aside after dinner and asked if she liked him. "I do," she said, "but I don't have to go to bed with him because I get along with him. It's not that important in my life."
Even as she talked I knew she actually was beginning to really get used to the idea. I was sure Anthony was big in all the right places and he certainly had won her over. When I asked him to fuck my wife for me, he was enthusiastic and said he'd do all he could to please the wife I couldn't measure up to. I knew I just had to find a way to leave them alone so things could develop between them.
When we finished eating I excused myself and left them to clean up. It seemed clear that she was getting used to the idea of dipping her finger in the well of black sex with our dinner guest. After they had the dishes done, he led her back into the family room and she put on some music. When I came into the room they were dancing, and Anthony had her pulled tight against him, his big black cock pressed against her stomach.
She simply melted into this big, black fellow's arms and I could see the wheels turning in her head. He was also determined to make this white woman his for the night and I could see I didn't fit in the party. I wanted her to have what she had with her first husband and her boyfriend, a cock that could make her swoon, and the black friend I'd made seemed just the man to do it.
I told them I had to leave for a while and neither of them seemed to mind. She had, I was sure, decided to let herself go with the situation and let nature take it's coarse. When I left the house, neither my wife or my new black friend seemed to mind in the slightest. I. pictured the two of them in a wild tangle of white and black naked flesh and I imagined his long, black cock sliding into her very white and accessible pussy.
When I came into the house in the morning it was quiet and I went to the bedroom door. Claire was still sleeping on the bed, the covers were thrown on the floor and she stretched out naked on the bed on top of the sheet, a satisfied smile on her sleeping face. Had he stuffed her white pussy with his huge black cock and left her blissful and exhausted, satisfied and totally fucked. My wife was still smiling from the fucking she'd gotten from my new black friend. I wondered if I had ruined it for myself from now on.
When she stirred she looked up at me and smiled, a satisfied and delighted smile that said he'd left her spent and pleased. Sleepily she said, "I came dozens of times." Then with a look I found charming, she motioned me to the bed. "Thank you my baby for understanding. It isn't that you're too small, it's just that once you taste the big salami, it is hard to be satisfied by the Oscar Myer Winer.? Then she laughed at her joke and motioned for me to bend down. We kissed and I told her how much I loved her and how much I wanted her to enjoy a big cock like she once did.
"I did," she said with a grin. "Anthony has all the attributes I need. It was marvelous," she added. I crawled into bed and she demonstrated just how pleased she was.
No need to read after first 40 words, miss likes em big would never sleep with mr average size more than once would she?
I thought it was great! Every time I thought it was going one way it went a slightly different way. The black guy fucked my wife thing is usually pretty much the same in every story. This on was different and I enjoyed the difference. I will definitely read more from this author
I can understand his reasoning and her desire to enjoy a extra big cock again. The story was good but was hollowed out by not providing the details. I’m sure he wants to know. The best things about it being an extremely big Blackman that takes your place is most of us still consider it wrong. She knows what he thinks of her and her husband. Submitting once is a curiosity but her drinking from that cup twice is a preference she is drawn to. His size and the strength, her being the one asking, not the one in control and having to prove it to keep him, the blackness of his skin showing her wetness as his darkness plunges into her over and over again as he uses her for his own pleasures.
That’s what is missing from your story. She’ll want more and he can have it whenever he wants.
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Interracial Love Wife Needs Big Cock
Man realizes his short comings, finds big black replacement.
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Favorited by tejbir , AJDav , genecouple and 17 others
Cucked on Vacation With encouragement, wife submits to a hung black gentleman.
Athletic Black Lover Cuckolding my husband, with a local Black Man.
My Wife Finds Black Men Attractive About my wife's start enjoying well hung black men.
Camping Trip Turns Wife Into Slut Wife turns into slut in the shower for big cocks.
Sarah's First Submissive wife reluctantly takes black cock.
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Even from the start, I knew I didn't measure up. Her first husband, she had shyly told me, was close to eight inches, and her first boyfriend had nearly ten. I measured in at a mere six inches, and it was clear she liked them long and hard and thick. I knew I had to give her the chance to enjoy what she'd had before, although I wasn't sure I could handle letting her fuck anyone, especially someone with a monster cock. But I understood I had no choice but to find a lover for her who could measure up to the over-eight inches she preferred. I wasn't sure where to look, but I was determined. I actually dreamed, on occasion, of seeing her being fucked by a mammoth cock.
I shopped around in swinger's magazines and online, but nothing seemed to work. I even asked a guy at work if he knew of anyone with a lot in his shorts and he just smiled and asked what I wanted with that. I told him what I had in mind and he laughed. "You want to give the old lady a big-dick for mother's day, eh?" I nodded and felt like a fool admitting I wanted a big cock for my wife. I told him she was such a wonderful woman that I wanted to give her whatever she wanted. He said it was nice of me to do that, but that I should be careful. I understood what he meant, but she deserved whatever I could give her. I was so lucky to have her in my life.
A week or so later i met Anthony. He is six something and wears a wide smile, has enormous hands and feet, and is almost certain to be gifted in the horse cock department. He is very likable and easy to talk to. He is also black. I decided the best thing to do was to come right out with it, so I asked him to lunch and explained what I wanted.
His smiled broadened and he said, "You want to give the little lady some big, black dick?" I nodded. "I can help with that," he said. "I've fucked a number of white wives for guys with little dicks. Have you told her that's what you're planning?" I explained that I hadn't mentioned it to her, and said I wasn't sure if she'd go for it.
I invited him to the house for dinner, said we'd just see how it worked out, see if it seemed like maybe she'd go for it. He agreed and we set it up for the next Saturday. All I could think about for the next week was that big cock of his pushing into her white pussy. It was clear to me that she preferred a big cock, after all, she had them in her past. Her first boyfriend, her ex, she occasionally talked about him on occasion and it was clear she still had feelings for him. His name was Henry, she had once told me after sex that he had over eight inches hard, and as she told me she was excited and got a dreamy look on her face. I figured she probably dreamed of having one of those big dicks in her once again.
She really liked to fuck, and we had sex at least five or six times a week. She also liked giving head and she could suck a cock like a pro, swallowing all I had. She probably fantasized about the old days, maybe even masturbated to images of the big cocks she'd had in her past.
I'd look at fuck magazines and imagine she was the women in the pictures, especially those where a white woman was sucking off a big, black dick, or where some big guy with a huge cock was fucking a woman with her legs spread wide and a big smile on her face. I knew that smile could be Claire's, and I fantasized it almost every day.
When I told her about my plan she blanched, then said it wasn't necessary, that we could be happy as we were. She said she loved me and didn't need anything more. I asked her to just meet him, to give it a chance, and she finally agreed but asked that there be no strings, no guarantee. I told her I knew she liked big cocks, and I wanted her to be able to have what she needed.
When Anthony came to our house for dinner, I could see she liked him right off. They had a great rapport and joked and played around even from the very beginning. I took her aside after dinner and asked if she liked him. "I do," she said, "but I don't have to go to bed with him because I get along with him. It's not that important in my life."
Even as she talked I knew she actually was beginning to really get used to the idea. I was sure Anthony was big in all the right places and he certainly had won her over. When I asked him to fuck my wife for me, he was enthusiastic and said he'd do all he could to please the wife I couldn't measure up to. I knew I just had to find a way to leave them alone so things could develop between them.
When we finished eating I excused myself and left them to clean up. It seemed clear that she was getting used to the idea of dipping her finger in the well of black sex with our dinner guest. After they had the dishes done, he led her back into the family room and she put on some music. When I came into the room they were dancing, and Anthony had her pulled tight against him, his big black cock pressed against her stomach.
She simply melted into this big, black fellow's arms and I could see the wheels turning in her head. He was also determined to make this white woman his for the night and I could see I didn't fit in the party. I wanted her to have what she had with her first husband and her boyfriend, a cock that could make her swoon, and the black friend I'd made seemed just the man to do it.
I told them I had to leave for a while and neither of them seemed to mind. She had, I was sure, decided to let herself go with the situation and let nature take it's coarse. When I left the house, neither my wife or my new black friend seemed to mind in the slightest. I. pictured the two of them in a wild tangle of white and black naked flesh and I imagined his long, black cock sliding into her very white and accessible pussy.
When I came into the house in the morning it was quiet and I went to the bedroom door. Claire was still sleeping on the bed, the covers were thrown on the floor and she stretched out naked on the bed on top of the sheet, a satisfied smile on her sleeping face. Had he stuffed her white pussy with his huge black cock and left her blissful and exhausted, satisfied and totally fucked. My wife was still smiling from the fucking she'd gotten from my new black friend. I wondered if I had ruined it for myself from now on.
When she stirred she looked up at me and smiled, a satisfied and delighted smile that said he'd left her spent and pleased. Sleepily she said, "I came dozens of times." Then with a look I found charming, she motioned me to the bed. "Thank you my baby for understanding. It isn't that you're too small, it's just that once you taste the big salami, it is hard to be satisfied by the Oscar Myer Winer.? Then she laughed at her joke and motioned for me to bend down. We kissed and I told her how much I loved her and how much I wanted her to enjoy a big cock like she once did.
"I did," she said with a grin. "Anthony has all the attributes I need. It was marvelous," she added. I crawled into bed and she demonstrated just how pleased she was.
No need to read after first 40 words, miss likes em big would never sleep with mr average size more than once would she?
I thought it was great! Every time I thought it was going one way it went a slightly different way. The black guy fucked my wife thing is usually pretty much the same in every story. This on was different and I enjoyed the difference. I will definitely read more from this author
I can understand his reasoning and her desire to enjoy a extra big cock again. The story was good but was hollowed out by not providing the details. I’m sure he wants to know. The best things about it being an extremely big Blackman that takes your place is most of us still consider it wrong. She knows what he thinks of her and her husband. Submitting once is a curiosity but her drinking from that cup twice is a preference she is drawn to. His size and the strength, her being the one asking, not the one in control and having to prove it to keep him, the blackness of his skin showing her wetness as his darkness plunges into her over and over again as he uses her for his own pleasures.
That’s what is missing from your story. She’ll want more and he can have it whenever he wants.
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