Gentlemen I tell you this, it appeared I was going to be like the many men who only dream about watching their wife with another man.
Just two years ago, after a decade of fantasizing about my wife with a black man I finally approached my wife about having a threesome. She shot me down immediately saying I must not respect her. How could a man who respected his wife ask her to do such a thing? I told her we would never speak of it again...and I went about my business of spending a fucking fortune on porn trying to find actresses who looked like my wife.
Then one night we went to a work party and she got a bit tipsy, oh hell she got *****. I watched her and barely recognized her, she was sexy and making jokes...hell she was the life of the party. On our way home I wondered is my wife the conservative prude who has no sexual imagination or the wild party girl who just needed a few drinks to open her up.
I decided to put an elaborate plan into action to see if I could make her come to her senses and play with me. Many women it seems see sex as an act of love and find it impossible to see sex as a casual encounter or maybe a good workout. I began to search for videos and movies with that philosophy. I especially looked for any interracial movies tv shows books...anything I could find and I began leaving them around the house.
I planned movie nights where we would lay together and watch movies and some would have steamy interracial scenes. Afterwards I would make love to her. I left magaziners around with good looking black men with white women. All subtle hints to her. Then I enlisted another to help me with my plan. I met him on line and his name was Mac.
Mac asked for a picture of my wife to see if he was interested and when he saw her he was interested. He tried to set up a meeting that night. However my plan would take 4-6 months to bear fruit. First he was to meet us casually at a hotel/bar we go to occasionally and we would just talk for 20 minutes then he would leave. We would meet him 5 or 6 times before I would even ask my wife if she was attracted to him.
Knowing my plan...he wanted to get started immediatley. I took my wife to the bar and we had a few drinks and right on time he arrived and pretended to look for someone then came over to our table and asked if we had seen a beautiful white mature lady with brown hair. I said "No" and he said "Damn she stood me up." then he asked if we'd mind if he sat down for a few. I said "Of course sit here."
My wife smiled at him kindly and he said "Actually I thought you were her, she looks alot like you." My wife laughed and all my words I had told him to say were getting to her. Damn I was good. He ordered a drink then the waiter left and he leaned over to my wife and whispered something to her.
After about 10 seconds she got up slapped him and walked out of the bar.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" I said. "What the hell did you say?" "What the fuck is going on?" I said to him. Calmly he sat back and said "Sorry man I saw your wife and I had to switch to Plan B."
"Plan B????" I said "There's no fucking Plan B!!!" It's all about Plan A!!! I realized I was beginning to freak out and people were looking at me. "Calm yourself down" he said "Just give it a chance"
"What did you say to her" I asked angrily. He came closer to me and said "I told her that she may not believe it now but in less than 90 minutes her beautiful lips would be wrapped around my big black dick. Oh and I was gonna give her the fucking of a lifetime."
"Oh Christ" I said "It's over. You just fucking blew it. Jesus you are an asshole!"
"Hey" he said "if we're gonna be friends you should stop calling me an asshole."
All the blood was rushing to my head and I got up to leave and find my wife and then he dropped the bomb. "I also told her that this was all your idea."
I stared at him. I was getting dizzy. She was goiing to fucking kill me.
Don't be afraid of your fantasy bro millions of men have it. Own it!"
I looked down at my hands and they were shaking.
"I saw something in your wife and I know I'm right...she's coming back."
"You unbelievable dickhead she's probably already home by now!" I countered.
"Well maybe you're right and maybe I'm right." he said.
The casual way that he it said pissed me off, then I turned to see my wife coming back to the table.
She sat down and glared at me.
"Lookit here" Mac said to her. "I have this fantasy about white wives, your husband has this fantasy about black men with his wife. We could hide it and pretend it doesn't exist but it does. Now if you are open to it..we could make a fantasy come true.....toight...right now"
"Shit how many people go through their whole lives not doing anything about their fantasies, not doing anything to make one come true. Not your husband baby he a man of action!"
"Listen " I said to him "I think my wife and I have alot to talk about. We'll call you."
He looked at her and got real close to her and said "You know what my nickname is baby? It's Big Mac." He moved so close I thought he was going to kiss her. Then he pulled back and said. "I'm sure you know why."
"I got a room let's go up and talk and get to really know each other"
and with that Mac got up from the table and began walking toward the elevator. I realized my wife hadn't said a word this whole time. But he was right she came back.
My wifes glare became a tentative worried look as we entered his room.
He helped her off with her coat and set her purse on a chair. She folded her arms across her chest, not sure where to sit or what to do but it didn't matter. Mac knew what to do. He walked up to my wife and slowly moved her into the white wall. He pinned her lovingly against it and began to kiss her. She wasn't objecting. I walked over to the bar and poured her another glass of wine. His hands had traveled under her pants and his fingers were probing her wet pussy. "That's right, you're gonna be a bad little white girl tonight." You're gonna fuck a nigger in front of your husband."
I decided I might need the wine more than she would. I began sipping while watching him carress my wifes body. His big hands moved across her skin like an expert lovemaker. My cock was throbbing in my pants and I couldn't wait to take it out but I knew I was going to see alot tonight and I didn't want to come to early.
"Your gonna be a black mans slut tonight baby, you like that huh?"
"Yes" she quivered. He turned her around so her face was rubbing on the wall."Just look at that little ass. Oh my God I'm gonna tear that ass up!"
He removed her pants and her lttle white ass was pointing out for his inspection. He took his cock out and began spanking my wife with his huge cock. I thought it looked about 9 or 10 inches. Whatever it was it would be the biggest thing that's ever gone between my wifes legs.
She was groaning and moaning as he slapped her beautiful ass with his cock.
When I saw the size of his cock against the size of my wifes little butt I couldn't wait any longer I took out my cock and began to slowly stroke it.
He took her hand and led her to the motel bed where she would cheat on her husband hopefully many times in. He gave her a long sloppy kiss. He
was swallowing her mouth with his. I saw her hands began to explore his muscular body. It's finally happening...I thought.
I thought about how some hookers would not kiss their johns. How fucked up is that I thought. Here was my wife kissing and about to fuck a total stranger for me. I loved her so much at that moment and she looked so beautiful to me.
Then he looked at her while he was teasing her pussy by rubbing his thick cock along my wifes clit. "Say fuck me nigger when you're ready" he said to her. He told me to come over close to them and sit by my wifes face so I would get a great view of all the expressions my wife would make as she fucked him. I sat on the bed and looked at my beautiful wife.
"Fuck me nigger" she whispered.
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Just two years ago, after a decade of fantasizing about my wife with a black man I finally approached my wife about having a threesome. She shot me down immediately saying I must not respect her. How could a man who respected his wife ask her to do such a thing? I told her we would never speak of it again...and I went about my business of spending a fucking fortune on porn trying to find actresses who looked like my wife.
Then one night we went to a work party and she got a bit tipsy, oh hell she got *****. I watched her and barely recognized her, she was sexy and making jokes...hell she was the life of the party. On our way home I wondered is my wife the conservative prude who has no sexual imagination or the wild party girl who just needed a few drinks to open her up.
I decided to put an elaborate plan into action to see if I could make her come to her senses and play with me. Many women it seems see sex as an act of love and find it impossible to see sex as a casual encounter or maybe a good workout. I began to search for videos and movies with that philosophy. I especially looked for any interracial movies tv shows books...anything I could find and I began leaving them around the house.
I planned movie nights where we would lay together and watch movies and some would have steamy interracial scenes. Afterwards I would make love to her. I left magaziners around with good looking black men with white women. All subtle hints to her. Then I enlisted another to help me with my plan. I met him on line and his name was Mac.
Mac asked for a picture of my wife to see if he was interested and when he saw her he was interested. He tried to set up a meeting that night. However my plan would take 4-6 months to bear fruit. First he was to meet us casually at a hotel/bar we go to occasionally and we would just talk for 20 minutes then he would leave. We would meet him 5 or 6 times before I would even ask my wife if she was attracted to him.
Knowing my plan...he wanted to get started immediatley. I took my wife to the bar and we had a few drinks and right on time he arrived and pretended to look for someone then came over to our table and asked if we had seen a beautiful white mature lady with brown hair. I said "No" and he said "Damn she stood me up." then he asked if we'd mind if he sat down for a few. I said "Of course sit here."
My wife smiled at him kindly and he said "Actually I thought you were her, she looks alot like you." My wife laughed and all my words I had told him to say were getting to her. Damn I was good. He ordered a drink then the waiter left and he leaned over to my wife and whispered something to her.
After about 10 seconds she got up slapped him and walked out of the bar.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" I said. "What the hell did you say?" "What the fuck is going on?" I said to him. Calmly he sat back and said "Sorry man I saw your wife and I had to switch to Plan B."
"Plan B????" I said "There's no fucking Plan B!!!" It's all about Plan A!!! I realized I was beginning to freak out and people were looking at me. "Calm yourself down" he said "Just give it a chance"
"What did you say to her" I asked angrily. He came closer to me and said "I told her that she may not believe it now but in less than 90 minutes her beautiful lips would be wrapped around my big black dick. Oh and I was gonna give her the fucking of a lifetime."
"Oh Christ" I said "It's over. You just fucking blew it. Jesus you are an asshole!"
"Hey" he said "if we're gonna be friends you should stop calling me an asshole."
All the blood was rushing to my head and I got up to leave and find my wife and then he dropped the bomb. "I also told her that this was all your idea."
I stared at him. I was getting dizzy. She was goiing to fucking kill me.
Don't be afraid of your fantasy bro millions of men have it. Own it!"
I looked down at my hands and they were shaking.
"I saw something in your wife and I know I'm right...she's coming back."
"You unbelievable dickhead she's probably already home by now!" I countered.
"Well maybe you're right and maybe I'm right." he said.
The casual way that he it said pissed me off, then I turned to see my wife coming back to the table.
She sat down and glared at me.
"Lookit here" Mac said to her. "I have this fantasy about white wives, your husband has this fantasy about black men with his wife. We could hide it and pretend it doesn't exist but it does. Now if you are open to it..we could make a fantasy come true.....toight...right now"
"Shit how many people go through their whole lives not doing anything about their fantasies, not doing anything to make one come true. Not your husband baby he a man of action!"
"Listen " I said to him "I think my wife and I have alot to talk about. We'll call you."
He looked at her and got real close to her and said "You know what my nickname is baby? It's Big Mac." He moved so close I thought he was going to kiss her. Then he pulled back and said. "I'm sure you know why."
"I got a room let's go up and talk and get to really know each other"
and with that Mac got up from the table and began walking toward the elevator. I realized my wife hadn't said a word this whole time. But he was right she came back.
My wifes glare became a tentative worried look as we entered his room.
He helped her off with her coat and set her purse on a chair. She folded her arms across her chest, not sure where to sit or what to do but it didn't matter. Mac knew what to do. He walked up to my wife and slowly moved her into the white wall. He pinned her lovingly against it and began to kiss her. She wasn't objecting. I walked over to the bar and poured her another glass of wine. His hands had traveled under her pants and his fingers were probing her wet pussy. "That's right, you're gonna be a bad little white girl tonight." You're gonna fuck a nigger in front of your husband."
I decided I might need the wine more than she would. I began sipping while watching him carress my wifes body. His big hands moved across her skin like an expert lovemaker. My cock was throbbing in my pants and I couldn't wait to take it out but I knew I was going to see alot tonight and I didn't want to come to early.
"Your gonna be a black mans slut tonight baby, you like that huh?"
"Yes" she quivered. He turned her around so her face was rubbing on the wall."Just look at that little ass. Oh my God I'm gonna tear that ass up!"
He removed her pants and her lttle white ass was pointing out for his inspection. He took his cock out and began spanking my wife with his huge cock. I thought it looked about 9 or 10 inches. Whatever it was it would be the biggest thing that's ever gone between my wifes legs.
She was groaning and moaning as he slapped her beautiful ass with his cock.
When I saw the size of his cock against the size of my wifes little butt I couldn't wait any longer I took out my cock and began to slowly stroke it.
He took her hand and led her to the motel bed where she would cheat on her husband hopefully many times in. He gave her a long sloppy kiss. He
was swallowing her mouth with his. I saw her hands began to explore his muscular body. It's finally happening...I thought.
I thought about how some hookers would not kiss their johns. How fucked up is that I thought. Here was my wife kissing and about to fuck a total stranger for me. I loved her so much at that moment and she looked so beautiful to me.
Then he looked at her while he was teasing her pussy by rubbing his thick cock along my wifes clit. "Say fuck me nigger when you're ready" he said to her. He told me to come over close to them and sit by my wifes face so I would get a great view of all the expressions my wife would make as she fucked him. I sat on the bed and looked at my beautiful wife.
"Fuck me nigger" she whispered.
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