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                         Part I

     Our's is an unusual tale I believe.  One of shared fantasies
and then ultimate fulfillment.  Perhaps this occurs a lot but if
it does I am not aware of it.  My beautiful and very sexy wife
Jane, and I enjoy a full, rich sex life.  One of the many many
things that makes it so rich is openness and the sharing of our
sexual fantasies with each other.  During sex we often enjoy
telling each other little sex stories centered on each of our
fantasies. Over the years we have both gotten pretty good at
spinning a web of excitement for each other.  It really has
enhanced our sex life a great deal.  In fact, as it turned out,
much more than I could ever have anticipated.

     As I said Jane and I often shared our fantasies, and she had
many, to enhance our love making.  Among hers were. . . But I was
about to learn of one, she'd never shared before, and it turned
out to be a favorite of hers.  Here's how it happened and how it
changed us..."

     One of my favorite fantasies has always been to have the
opportunity to watch Jane  get fucked by another man.  In my
fantasy I usually instigate the action with first some sort of
meeting, for dinner possibly.  During the evening I slowly begin
to hint about my desires.  The hints get more and more obvious
until I ultimately reveal to my wife and the man having dinner
with us that I would love to watch the two of them make love.
Sometimes the man is my boss or perhaps a friend or even
sometimes a stranger.

     I was telling Jane a story of this type one night as she was
giving me head... she is so good at that... I started a story
about Philip, this good looking friend of ours that Jane has
'secretly' lusted after for some time.  In my little story he is
visiting with us in our home.  I start asking him what he thinks
about Jane's body.   The three of us were sipping wine before
dinner.  Jane is very well built and turns many a head.  Jane, in
the story, looks over at me as if to say 'What are you doing?'
with this surprised expression on her face.  But Philip smiles
and tells me he thinks Jane is one very sexy lady.  That he has
envied me a lot.  I was just stating to roll on the story when
she raised her mouth from sucking my hard cock and looking up at
me said,

     "Could you let it be Carl this time honey.. please?"

     Carl is one of the attorneys in my office.  I am the lead
attorney in our firm and Carl works for me.  Carl is a very
handsome young stud... Carl is also black and a lot of fun.  I
smiled at her and shifted the story to Carl as she returned her
mouth to my cock.  I went on about how his dark skin contrasted
nicely with her paleness, how as he undressed her his black hands
on her bare alabaster breasts excited me as I watched him take
her clothing off piece by piece, taking time to enjoy each new
charm as it was unveiled to his eyes and hands.

     I watched her closely as I told my tale and her eyes looked
up at me frequently as she continued to suck my cock.  The look
in her eyes was pure unadulterated lust.  She was in another
world and lost to her real surroundings.

     As I carried the story through... to him revealing his huge
cock. I described it as long and huge in girth and throbbing as
she covered it with her mouth.  As I escalated the story further,
Jane began to suck harder and move her mouth up and down on my
cock, faster and faster until, just as Carl shoved his huge cock
deep in Jane's cunt, I spilled my cum in her mouth with explosive
force. She made these little whimpering sounds as she was
obviously very much into this fantasy tale.  She took my cum and
swallowed all of it.  Before I could even start to soften she
raised up and lay beside me spreading her legs and saying,

     "Oh fuck me Carl.... hurry I want your big black cock in me
so bad..."

     I was the only male there. My name is Jim, but I assumed
she meant me.  I was most happy to oblige.  She was rabid in
her need and I had to hold on to her to stay buried in her very
wet cunt.  It seemed hotter and wilder than ever before, and that
is saying a lot for Jane. It didn't take long until she burst in
a series of climaxes as she mumbled,

     "Yes ... fuck me hard.... yes Carl... oh please fuck me ..."

     First I started to cum, and then she responded again and
came and came until we both fell in a near lifeless heap in each
other's arms. It had been the best sex we had enjoyed in some
time.  It was some time later when she raised her head and looked
at me with this sheepish look on her face and said,

     "Wow... that was fantastic honey..... "

     "I agree.....but just call me Carl...."

     "I know... sorry...I called you that several times didn't
I?... I guess I wasn't fucking you ... I was fucking Carl."

     "Yeah..you sure were.... it was wild Jane... you really dug
fucking Carl."

     "Uh-huh.... I guess I have to confess..... I had one more
fantasy you didn't know about."

     "I think I know it now...."

     "Yes....I guess you do... over the last couple of years,
since Carl went to work for you, the idea of a good looking black
man making wild love to me has come to excite the hell out of me.

I haven't mentioned  it cause I didn't know how you would react.
Do you mind terribly?"

     I looked at my nude beauty and cupped one of her large firm
breasts.  As I lovingly caressed it she sighed and cuddled
against me....  I kissed her lips lightly.  She then repeated her
question,

     "Jim.... is it bothering you that I fantasized about fucking
a black man?  It was just a fantasy sweetheart... you OK with
that?"

I smiled at her and pinched her nipple.  She groaned like I knew
she would.  She loves that.  Then I said,

     "Yes honey... I'm fine with that, I don't mind .... except
this little thing, why did you hold it back from me?"

     "Damn.... I'm not even sure.  I guess I was afraid the idea
of a black guy making love to me might upset you.   That is so
taboo to so many folks."

     "Obviously not to you... damn you were hot fucking Carl."

     "I can't deny it.... it really makes me hot.  Jealous?"

     "Maybe a little."

     "Jim.. I love you.  You are my guy and no one will ever
replace you.  I might fantasize about fucking Carl but it was
your cock in me.  We can drop it right now...."

     I lay there with my hand caressing her gorgeous tit as I
looked into those blue eyes.  She raised up and kissed me and
then said,

     "Jim... please don't be upset... tell me you still love me.
I won't bring it up again....."

     "Of course I still love you Jane... nothing is going to
change that.  I was just thinking about it all.  Wondering why as
I have fantasized about lots of men fucking you, why none of them
were ever black?"

     She laughed sort of guiltily and said,

     "I make up for it honey ... when I masturbate... almost all
the men are black."

     I laughed and felt her cool fingers wrap around my half hard
cock.  Then she asked coyly,

     "Did you enjoy Carl fucking me?"

     "Yes.... I did ... a lot."

     She had opened her legs and was now rubbing my growing cock
up and down in her outer lips and over her swollen clit.  She was
very wet and it felt so good.  Then she smiled and raised up on
her knees, throwing one leg across me she slowly descended as she
guided my cock into her again.

     She looked at me as it was all the way in and winked saying,

     "Oh Carl..... your big black cock feel so good in me."

     She slowly worked up and down my rigid pole as she moaned
softly with pleasure.  I cupped her lovely pair of tits in my
hands and squeezed and pinched just the way she loves.  The way
her hot tight cunt felt on my cock she could call me anything she
wanted to. After a few minutes of this I smiled up at her and
started a new story... this one about how we decided she should
really let Carl fuck her while I watched.  She went absolutely
ballistic....  fucking me harder than ever and chanting,

     "Yes... yes... yes...."

     Much later as we settled for sleep in each others arms.  She
was half asleep and I kissed her lovingly.  She returned it
automatically.  As I looked at her thinking about the evening I
said softly,

     "Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?"

                    ********

     The next morning was the normal rush as we both got off to
work with our usual confusion.  She called during the day just to
say she loved me and loved our life together.  I called her back
later and told her I adored her and that nothing was going to
pull us apart.  When I got home from work she was already there
and had on a halter top, very revealing, and very short cut off
jeans.  She knows I love that outfit and when she wears it she
never has anything else on under it.   I knew it also meant she
was turned on and was trying to get my interest.  It certainly
worked.  I kissed her hello and she made it last longer than
normal... and hotter.  I looked at her and smiled and said,

     "Are you looking for another visit from Carl?"

     "Maybe....  if it's OK with you."

     She sort of worked her loins against my cock and soon I was
getting hard and turned on completely.  Then she asked in a very
small voice,

     "Last night was wonderful and I know I would enjoy more of
that.  I was so hot as you were inside me and talked to me about
what Carl was doing to me.  Today I spent half the day thinking
about sex with different black men I know at work.  I was wet all
day long... and now I am dying to be fucked again... by you.. and
Carl and any other black or white or green guys from your fertile
imagination."

     She paused and kissed me again and I knew something else was
coming... something she was tentative about.  She continued,

  "... But I also have a question honey?  Last night as I was
almost but not quite asleep I think you said something like,
'Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?'.  I
wasn't sure I didn't dream it.... did you really say that?"

     "I did say exactly that.  I was laying there looking at how
beautiful and sexy you are and I suddenly wondered what it would
be like if it really did happen.  If somehow we arranged for some
mutually acceptable black guy to make love to you while I watched
.... and then joined in for a torrid  threesome."

     I saw her shiver and I knew the idea intrigued her.  She had
closed her eyes for a moment and then she slowly opened them and
kissed me passionately for a long minute.  Then she broke the
kiss and snuggled down into my arms.

     "Are you serious Jim?  Would you really want me to fuck some
other guy, a black guy, while you watched us?  Then a threesome."

     "Maybe..... interested?"

     "Oh shit Jim.... Yes...No... I don't know.... maybe.  Would
you like for me to do that?"

     "I think I would love to watch Carl, or some other man, fuck
my hot wife.  It makes me hard as hell when I think about you and
another guy.  If he is black it doesn't bother me.  That is how I
spent most of the day.  Every time Carl came into my office I
wondered about how I would feel about watching him fuck you for
real?   You said you were wet all day... I was hard most of the
day.  I have a small worry about you getting so caught up with
your black guy that you forget me completely."

     She sort of settled to the floor and pulled me with her as
she whispered,

     "I need you so bad..... JIM.  I will always need you.  The
other could only be an occasional side dish but you honey are my
main course.  And always will be."

     The sex was great... as good as the night before.  When we
finally got up off the floor, Jane fixed dinner still bare ass.
I loved watching her sexy body move around the kitchen.  I had to
laugh as she repeatedly had to wipe my cum off of her legs as it
obeyed gravity.  I slipped into a pair of old jeans and rejoined
her in the kitchen.  I stood there watching her and getting
turned on again and wondered how serious I really was.  I decided
that, at that moment, I, in deed, was very serious. I wondered,
'Would Jane really go along with this?  If so it probably
shouldn't be Carl, to close at work.... but who?'  I was actually
trying to think of a black friend or acquaintance or even a
stranger (if we could check him out thoroughly)..... I was
seriously thinking of a guy to make love to my hot wife at my
request.

     We ate and chatted about everything except sex and black
men.  Jane was still nude.   She really was a show off.  She
loved to show off her great body.  That was another fantasy we
shared and fulfilled occasionally, revealing her charms in
public...  but carefully (that is another story).  After dinner
we went into the den with our wine and cuddled up on the couch.
Jane's nipples had been hard for most of the evening....and were
now. She was obviously still turned on and I was pretty sure I
knew about what.  Knowing her the way I do I figured she was
still thinking about making her black fantasy come true.  I also
knew she would not mention it again.  If it was going to move
forward I would have to make it move.

     "Jane are you avoiding talking about it?"

     "Yes.... I don't want to push it if you aren't sure."

     "I want to talk about it..... if we decided to really do
this, who did you have in mind?  I would rather it wasn't Carl...
because of work.... at least not the first time."

     I then realized that I just told her I was seriously
considering making it happen and that it probably could happen
more than once if it worked out.  Jane didn't miss any of it and
she stared at me.  Then she lovingly leaned over and kissed my
lips gently.  As she sat back shortly she said,

     "Jim honey..... I love you with all my heart.... but.... I
admit I want it.  I do want it to really happen.  Maybe once,
maybe lots.  Someone like Carl, I don't want to pick a particular
black man, I think.  I just want my black fantasy to become real.

If it does happen I'm not sure I should fuck the same guy too
many times.  That way I know no attachment is likely to occur.
How do you feel about that?"

     "I am hard just talking about it."

     She looked down and then unzipped my jeans and pulled my
hard cock free.  She lovingly began to stroke it and then,

     "It really does excite you doesn't it honey?  At least the
fantasy.  I'm so glad. But do you think you can really deal with
another guy making love to me?"

     Before I could answer her she said,

     "No.. No I don't mean that.  What you and I do is make
love...  what I mean is can you deal with me being fucked by a
black man?"

     "If I am there to watch... I think so."

     "I would never do it without you with me.  Don't you know
that.  I want this to be our fantasy.  You want to watch another
man fuck me and I want him to be black.  What would you want me
to do?  Is it alright if I suck his cock?  Fuck him with my cunt?
Let him cum in my mouth and cunt?  All over me?  What if he wants
to fuck my ass?"

     She was working to turn me on and it was working.

     "Yeah Jane all of that.... anything that feels right to you
sweetheart.  It all sounds hot as hell."

     She had dropped her head and was sucking me again.  I moaned
and pushed my hips up to her mouth.  After a moment of that
pleasure she raised up and said,

     "Darling I want you in my ass... it has been too long since
we did it that way."

     I started to stroke her cute ass and explore.. closer and
closer to her cute puckered ass hole.  I moistened my fingers in
her wet cunt and transferred that lubrication to her anus.  My
fingers soon slipped in easily and she was writhing with
pleasure.  She knew I had two of my large fingers deep in her ass
and she raised up from sucking my cock and said,

     "I'm ready... boy am I ready!"

     She spun around on all fours and as I knelt behind her trim
ass she reached back and guided me in.  It took a few minutes but
soon she was chanting,

     "Yes... oh yes... I love it....  I love it everywhere..."

     When I came she followed immediately.  As I limply withdrew
we cuddled like spoons.  Soon she said,

     "Do you suppose black men really have bigger cocks like they
say?  What if I can't handle it... oh hell I can handle it.
What if the man we choose doesn't want me?"

     "Jane are you out of your mind?  He will want you... trust
me."

     "How will we do it Jim?  How do we pick someone and get it
to happen?"

     "If you trust me to do so, I will select a candidate, you
will meet him and if you like him we will decide how you should
seduce him.  I think most men, certainly me, get turned on by a
women slowly revealing her charms a bit, then more... and showing
interest in us.  A little sex talk... hell we men are easy. But
darling... I would prefer to make it a gift to you... and me.
If it is OK with you I will take the lead.  You will know what to
do."

     "Yeah you men ARE easy."

     And she laughed and ran for the shower.  As she hit the top
of the stairs she stopped and turned to me.  I was walking up the
stairs behind her as she said,

     "Jim I love you so much. I trust you with every thing.  Tell
me what to do, God I can't believe how excited I am about
this..... just tell me what you want me to do."

               end  part 1



Comments, constructive criticism, suggestions would be greatly
appreciated but be gentle....  where would you like to see this
story go...?

I get regular request to e-mail my stories directly to someone.
I cannot do that simply as a matter of time and energy and
expense.

     The greatest pleasure is to give pleasure

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