I’m glad you asked me about my wife’s black boyfriend.
It was an interesting journey for Connie and me, but it certainly was an
enjoyable ride getting there. Yes,
she has a boyfriend and yes he is black.
Read how Connie and Robert transcended their traditional marriage into a deeper
and more open arrangement. It all began when Connie treated her husband to one
of the most exciting Birthday presents a man could ask for; a naked woman in his
bed all for him. Shortly, it’s Connie’s turn to experience an encounter outside
of her marriage.
However, it is the introduction into Interracial Swinging that sets this tale on
fire. As they say, Once you go
Content Warning: This story is intended for mature readers who will not
be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.
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After I came that first time in her mouth, Denise and
I were lying on the bed together and Connie came over and sat down next to us.
Now, at this point in the evening, Connie still had all her clothes on. Since
this was my surprise party, I think her original plan was just to let me enjoy
Since it had been over six years since I had been
with another woman besides Connie, it didn’t take me long before I was able to
rise to the occasion (drum roll please). This time, I wanted my cock buried
inside of Denise’s pussy… that was something that I was going to insist on. The
only problem however, was that I did not have any condoms.
I asked Connie, “Did you happen to think
about picking up any condoms?”
It was Denise that whispered, “Baby, you don’t need
one with me, I’d rather you didn’t use one anyway. I like having a man cum
Wow, I thought, I had never had a woman say anything
like that to me before. The thing is, I hate the damn things myself, maybe
because it just seems to interrupt the flow, pardon the pun.
Taking the time to stop what you are
doing, find one, get it open and then rolled out can kill the moment, at least
that is the way it is for me.
I turned and looked at Connie to see what she thought
and she blew me away when she said, “I don’t like them either. It feels so much
better when the man fills you up. It really makes you feel like a woman.”