With my wife, we've been in a relationship for almost seven years, with a decent sex life and a fairly normal routine. I've worked in the construction sector for over a decade. Things are going well, I have no complaints.
The year 2018, around November, I was invited to the company's end-of-year party, which until 2017 had only been for couples who were married or had children, so I couldn't go.
The thing is that we had a good time, finally met her colleagues and coworkers, since she always kept work and personal life separate.
It was time to get into the pool, and my colleague from Haiti, Jeffrey, really caught my attention. (He'd been with the company for about two months).
He was a tall, muscular guy, and his almost tiny swimsuit made it clear that the myth was real. Well, I noticed that my wife was trying to downplay how much she was attracted to this mulatto, just like most of her coworkers, who between jokes and laughter were making comments about the size of his enormous package.
A couple of weeks went by and over drinks, she confessed that she'd always been fascinated by the mythical black man and couldn't get Jeffrey out of her head. We've always had too much confidence, but this was a new level, and despite being a bit scared, thinking about my wife getting turned on by another man, especially a black one, got me to 100.
My reaction at that moment was almost nil, because even though I noticed how much attention this colleague and his prominent package had gotten from her that day at the party, I never imagined she'd confess something like that. Days went by and after about two or three weeks, we took a few more drinks and I was waiting anxiously for her to bring it up again, and she did.
She asked what I thought about her confession. A bit loose-lipped from the drink, I confessed that I'd been thinking about her being penetrated by another one, but since the day of the party... only could fantasize about Jeffrey putting his big package in my vagina. We got so hot that we had one of the best sex episodes that night.
As the days went by, we accepted it and continued talking about the possibility of a hookup with his colleague, with me as spectator, and each time we got hotter with the idea.
One night almost at the end of December in that same year, we started organizing a plan to get Jeffrey into our bed.
I thought the black guy would accept it happily, since Adriana has a body that doesn't leave anyone indifferent. My wife was a little more hesitant about doing it, but I convinced her slowly.
She started dressing a bit more provocatively for work. A neckline that highlighted her big bust, tight miniskirts that showed off her hips and juicy ass. Tiny tank tops to give the impression that she wasn't wearing anything under her mini. She also began talking more with Jeffrey, as an excuse to help him a little with his Spanish which was still difficult for the black guy.
One day she invited him to take a coffee at the center, then to grab some drinks at our regular bar and the third time they went to a salsa club.
According to my wife, the black guy always asked what I thought about their outings, and she would respond that I was a modern man with an open mind, and so he kept wrapping it up until one day Adriana directly asked him if he would accept getting into our bed, with me as witness. At first, the black guy thought it was a joke, but as the conversation went on, he understood that our intentions were real and good (jeje). He accepted, but first wanted to get intimate with my wife alone, she called me on the phone to ask for my opinion about it. I agreed, but with the condition that she call me when she was entering him, that big-packeted Moor. It had to fit in her mouth so I could only pass my tongue and put the tip of that enormous gland's head into her mouth. I was so hot that I started touching myself as soon as I heard the phone ring.
I asked her to let herself be done orally by the black guy, I could hear them adjusting on the bed and she started moaning like a madwoman, telling me she had a tasty tongue and knew how to move it like no one else. I couldn't hold back anymore and came over her, my rest didn't last long because after a few minutes I asked her to open her legs and that pussy of that tremendous beast Jeffrey had for his dick.
I could hear Adriana containing her screams and the black guy asking her to open her legs more so he could get in. Again I was hard, touching myself like an invalid. It passed some time between the black guy trying to penetrate her and my wife telling me she couldn't, that it was too big and hurting her, so we had to stop.
She told me she would do a blow job on the black guy with her mouth so as not to lose the opportunity of feeling that stallion coming in her face. I accepted and after some minutes I heard Jeffrey's moans. We agreed to meet up again at my place soon and she cut off the call. Half an hour passed and she arrived. We talked about her experience, telling me the black guy had a giant one, that she estimated it was at least 35 centimeters long and too thick and veiny, that as soon as he put it in his mouth, she knew she wouldn't be able to get it into his cock. She felt frustrated for not being able to consummate the act.
After a fuck to discharge our heat, she told me Jeffrey wanted to meet me to see if I would accept or not having me as witness to his next screwing, so we agreed to meet up at our favorite bar on Saturday of that same week.
The year 2018, around November, I was invited to the company's end-of-year party, which until 2017 had only been for couples who were married or had children, so I couldn't go.
The thing is that we had a good time, finally met her colleagues and coworkers, since she always kept work and personal life separate.
It was time to get into the pool, and my colleague from Haiti, Jeffrey, really caught my attention. (He'd been with the company for about two months).
He was a tall, muscular guy, and his almost tiny swimsuit made it clear that the myth was real. Well, I noticed that my wife was trying to downplay how much she was attracted to this mulatto, just like most of her coworkers, who between jokes and laughter were making comments about the size of his enormous package.
A couple of weeks went by and over drinks, she confessed that she'd always been fascinated by the mythical black man and couldn't get Jeffrey out of her head. We've always had too much confidence, but this was a new level, and despite being a bit scared, thinking about my wife getting turned on by another man, especially a black one, got me to 100.
My reaction at that moment was almost nil, because even though I noticed how much attention this colleague and his prominent package had gotten from her that day at the party, I never imagined she'd confess something like that. Days went by and after about two or three weeks, we took a few more drinks and I was waiting anxiously for her to bring it up again, and she did.
She asked what I thought about her confession. A bit loose-lipped from the drink, I confessed that I'd been thinking about her being penetrated by another one, but since the day of the party... only could fantasize about Jeffrey putting his big package in my vagina. We got so hot that we had one of the best sex episodes that night.
As the days went by, we accepted it and continued talking about the possibility of a hookup with his colleague, with me as spectator, and each time we got hotter with the idea.
One night almost at the end of December in that same year, we started organizing a plan to get Jeffrey into our bed.
I thought the black guy would accept it happily, since Adriana has a body that doesn't leave anyone indifferent. My wife was a little more hesitant about doing it, but I convinced her slowly.
She started dressing a bit more provocatively for work. A neckline that highlighted her big bust, tight miniskirts that showed off her hips and juicy ass. Tiny tank tops to give the impression that she wasn't wearing anything under her mini. She also began talking more with Jeffrey, as an excuse to help him a little with his Spanish which was still difficult for the black guy.
One day she invited him to take a coffee at the center, then to grab some drinks at our regular bar and the third time they went to a salsa club.
According to my wife, the black guy always asked what I thought about their outings, and she would respond that I was a modern man with an open mind, and so he kept wrapping it up until one day Adriana directly asked him if he would accept getting into our bed, with me as witness. At first, the black guy thought it was a joke, but as the conversation went on, he understood that our intentions were real and good (jeje). He accepted, but first wanted to get intimate with my wife alone, she called me on the phone to ask for my opinion about it. I agreed, but with the condition that she call me when she was entering him, that big-packeted Moor. It had to fit in her mouth so I could only pass my tongue and put the tip of that enormous gland's head into her mouth. I was so hot that I started touching myself as soon as I heard the phone ring.
I asked her to let herself be done orally by the black guy, I could hear them adjusting on the bed and she started moaning like a madwoman, telling me she had a tasty tongue and knew how to move it like no one else. I couldn't hold back anymore and came over her, my rest didn't last long because after a few minutes I asked her to open her legs and that pussy of that tremendous beast Jeffrey had for his dick.
I could hear Adriana containing her screams and the black guy asking her to open her legs more so he could get in. Again I was hard, touching myself like an invalid. It passed some time between the black guy trying to penetrate her and my wife telling me she couldn't, that it was too big and hurting her, so we had to stop.
She told me she would do a blow job on the black guy with her mouth so as not to lose the opportunity of feeling that stallion coming in her face. I accepted and after some minutes I heard Jeffrey's moans. We agreed to meet up again at my place soon and she cut off the call. Half an hour passed and she arrived. We talked about her experience, telling me the black guy had a giant one, that she estimated it was at least 35 centimeters long and too thick and veiny, that as soon as he put it in his mouth, she knew she wouldn't be able to get it into his cock. She felt frustrated for not being able to consummate the act.
After a fuck to discharge our heat, she told me Jeffrey wanted to meet me to see if I would accept or not having me as witness to his next screwing, so we agreed to meet up at our favorite bar on Saturday of that same week.
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