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By Anonymous Author (2002)


Prologue

Like many husbands I have had a long time fantasy of watching my lovely wife, Mary Deanna, being fucked by a Black man. For about as long as I can remember I had dreamed of her sucking and fucking a big Black Cock while I watched her and maybe even photographed or videotaped her with her Black lover. I never expected her to actually ever let any man fuck her other than myself, but one has his dreams. In fact, I had only rarely broached the subject of sex with another man with her, as she was adamantly against it.

For you to better understand what eventually happened you need to know a few things about my lovely but fairly prudish wife. Mary Deanna was born and raised in the South and it was inbred into her that no proper white woman would associate with a Black man, let alone even consider having sex with him! When I married my wife I was the first man to have ever Fucked her. Right up to our wedding day Mary Deanna refused to have sex with me, saying she wanted to be "pure" when she came to the marriage bed.

I must say I was quite happy when I deflowered her on our wedding night. Seeing as she was a virgin, it wasn't the most wildly sexual night I had ever spent, but quite pleasing nonetheless. Sex with Mary Deanna was good and as she became accustomed to it she became better at it but was never in the category of an outstanding piece of ass. She never did overcome her prudishness and wore only conservative clothes and one-piece swimsuits. Mary Deanna was real Lady in all of its connotations.

A soccer Mom, member of the PTA, sung in the church choir, the epitome of the All American prim and proper wife and mother. A Lady. And I was never able to get her to do oral sex on me, although she loved it when I ate her delectable pussy and climaxed strongly almost every time. She said having a man's penis in her mouth was "degrading and humiliating" and she wouldn't do it! Another thing my wife wouldn't do was let me Fuck her in the ass.

I have to admit that it never had a great appeal to me but it would be nice to know my wife would yield all of her holes to me. But alas, I had to be satisfied with only her pussy. Another frustrating thing was she wouldn't allow me to photograph her nude, saying women who did were of "easy virtue".

As all marriages do, ours developed its routines and as the years passed children were born and grew and sex became more and more infrequent, although good when it happened. Seems that after our 3 children were born, Mary Deanna lost her interest in sex. This bothered me because I could remember her wanting me to Fuck her so she could get pregnant. Of course she didn't say Fuck because she didn't use strong language either.

After about 15 years our sex life was infrequent and dull. The usual bumps and grinds. Mary Deanna was not an experimenter... she only liked sex in a bed. No bursts of sudden passion in the car or on a deserted beach or in the orchards around our country home. She didn't even like to try various positions. The old missionary one was just fine with her. Rarely would she condescend to do it in any other position.

I think in 15 years I had only fucked once or twice doggie style and only once with her on top. As a relief for my building sexual frustrations, I found myself more and more drawn into a fantasy world of Playboy type nude models and the like, and best of all daydreaming about Mary Deanna Fucking other men... white men, brown men, yellow men, but most of all... Black Men.


Anniversary Dinner

One day while we were in bed and I had just shot a load into her still reasonably tight pussy, even though she had had three children. I asked her if she had any sexual fantasies. To my surprise she said she did and I asked her what they were.

"Why do you want to know? she asked.

I told her I was just curious as to her sexual fantasies. "I'll tell you what. You tell me your fantasies and I'll tell you mine."

She looked at me and then said she had fantasized about having sex with movie stars. Specifically, Harrison Ford and Tom Selleck. She added that she just thought about it now and then and though it might be pleasant to try it with either of them. Now, I found this not unusual as many bored housewives probably had similar such dreams too. Then she asked me what my fantasies were. I was hesitant to tell her, knowing her sexual hangups. But I thought "what the fuck." Nothing ventured, nothing gained." I told her I dreamed of seeing her having sex with other men.

She looked me in the eye and said, "Really?"

I said "yes," and she naturally asked if I had any one in mind. I said no, as I had just fantasized about her meeting other men... in a generic sense. No one in particular. I didn't tell her I had jerked off time and time again fantasizing about her sucking and fucking a big Black Cock! Knowing how she felt about interracial sex, that would have been most unwise. As it was, I was surprised she even discussed it this far, because in the past whenever I even hinted around this subject it was dead in the water as far as he was concerned and that ended the conversation.

Mary Deanna is not one of your hard-bodied babes you see in the newsgroups online. She is just a good-looking wife and mother pushing 40. She is attractive with a nice set of tits with pink areolas and nipples that jut out nicely when aroused. A natural dark brunette but lately she has died her hair kinda reddish, having tried blond and even black before. A while before this conversation I had measured Mary Deanna and she was comfortably upholstered at 38C-27-39. This is quite in line with her 5'5" 130 pound frame.

Naked she is still shapely and my cock stands at attention whenever I see her that way... which lately hasn't been too often.

Our 15th Wedding Anniversary was approaching and we decided to go out to dinner to a very nice restaurant in town... a French one, quite expensive. All day I found it hard to concentrate on my work anticipating the evening. We had arranged to leave the kids at her parent's house for the night, wanting to have an empty house for later. Knowing it was our anniversary I knew I would get laid that night even if our lovemaking was uninspired. I always got laid on our anniversary. As luck would have it, I had to work late that day and I had arranged with Mary Deanna to meet me at work and we would go straight to dinner. I told her since I was leaving from work I would just wear my suit but put on a clean shirt before I left. I asked her what she was going to wear.

She answered, "Oh, I'll figure out something special and surprise you."

Promptly at 7:00 she showed up at my office wearing a grey linen coat and silver high-heel open-toed sandal pumps with black nylon hosiery disappearing under the coat. Her coat was open at the throat displaying a nice view of her upper chest and a hint of cleavage. Circling her creamy white throat was a black velvet choker with a white cameo which only enhanced the view. I thought this was very sexy as she normally didn't expose any of her breasts. But since this was our anniversary I let it pass as she was just probably doing it special for tonight. Boy was I right on the money as I later found out! But for the present, I just enjoyed the scenery.

We went to dinner and it was very pleasant spending over two hours in the restaurant. I love my wife very much and enjoy her company, anniversary or not. I was quite pleased at the looks other men were occasionally giving Mary Deanna. She WAS very attractive even though she was no longer young. It gave me a nice feeling to know other men still found my wife desirable. We toasted our marriage, our love and our children with champagne.

As we dined, I gave my bride of 15 years her present which was a new gold anniversary ring with a large (for my budget anyway) 2.5 carat diamond. She put it on her right ring finger because she was wearing her engagement ring along with her wedding band on the left hand. I noticed she had on a set of diamond ear studs, but no other jewelry. I thought this was unusual, as she loved to wear lots of jewelry which I had given her over the years.

When I put the ring on her finger she gave me a strange smile, and said, "Oh Honey! This is perfect... just perfect!"

I asked her if she had a present for me?

"Oh yes! Quite a nice one too. I am sure you will find it unusual too."

She gave me a strange smile as she spoke and left the subject hanging. I assumed she had some kind of surprise for me. How true. How true, as it turned out.