Bri sat at her desk, staring at her game, which she had become addicted to recently. I watched her as I lay on the bed. "Aren't you done yet?" I asked, nudging her with my elbow."Just five more minutes," she replied, not even looking at me as she pursed her lips.
"Come on, Bri. You promised some sex tonight."
"I know, I know," she groaned, the sound barely audible. I sighed.
"Why is it you masturbate to porn with black men in it when I'm asleep? But you're busy with games when I'm horny??" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Bri's cheeks reddened, and she looked away from the screen, clearly embarrassed.
"I don't know," she mumbled. with a grin, "Are you mad?"
I sighed, feeling a pang of insecurity. I've always felt inferior to black men in the bedroom, and the fact that my wife was attracted to them made me feel even less adequate. But I didn't want to dampen the mood, so I tried to play it cool.
"So, what is it about black men that gets you going?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual.
Bri hesitated, "I guess it's the confidence, the dominance. They just seem to know what they want and how to please a woman," she said, her eyes flicking to me before darting away.
I nodded, understanding all too well. I watched as Bri continued to play her game, her fingers flying over the controller and her eyes fixed on the screen. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as I saw her lose herself in the world of the game. But knowing she at times felt her body would be better pleased by a black man both turned me on and made me jealous.
I took a deep breath, pushing down the feelings of inadequacy that bubbled up inside me.
"What about your family and dad? They wouldn't like that; they are very conservative."
Bri snorted. "As if they'd ever find out if I did. Besides, I'm not looking for a marriage. I have you, baby. Just some fun. If you ever wanted to try that kind of thing, which I doubt, lol."
I nodded, my mind racing with thoughts and questions. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous about the idea of my wife being with another man, but at the same time, the thought of black men pleasuring her and watching her be satisfied was a turn-on. I remained quiet. She continued to play games as I watched TV. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. I also felt intrigued. My mind races with thoughts and questions. I've always felt inferior to the confidence of the dominant black men but Bri's recent comments on the subject made me think...
Wow, I thought Bri seemed like she would actually experiment or even try cuckolding. Sure, we had tried watching Cuckold porn in the past and even owned several sex toys, including a black dildo, but I didn't realize she wanted to try it for real. Her casual remarks made me think, Maybe we could try it for real? But I didn't want to press the matter any further because it really, for the first time, made me a bit jealous but excited at the same time.
As the evening progressed, I got tired, but a bit horny, as we hadn't had sex for over a month. Bri finally finished her gaming and stretched. She walked over and laid across my chest. I couldn't tell if she was horny or tired. As she was bent over in shorts across my chest as I lay on the bed, I reached out, gently caressing her thigh. She let out a soft sigh, closing her eyes.
Bri's body felt warm and soft against mine, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to see her with a big, strong black man. Black men in porn videos she had watched had black men 9" or more, even in size. I began to think about how well it would feel for her to experience that. However, my own inadequacy became clear that evening after thinking about what she had told me. I was around 5 1/2" erect and rarely made her orgasm and squirt. I tried to shake the thought from my head, but it lingered. Bri looked up at me, her eyes soft.
"Are you horny?" she asked.
I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should admit my thoughts. I stood up, leaving her on the bed. Looking away, I began to wonder if I should mention my fantasy to her. I grappled with myself. I then turned to look at her to see. She was lying on the bed in her green shorts.
Her body and ass looked perfect. "Yes, I'm horny, I said."
She smiles and says, "Really!" excitedly! Before I could reply, she bent over and removed her shorts and pants.
Bending over, she revealed her perfectly shaved white pussy and ass. I could see from how we were talking that she was wanting sex. She hadn't renewed her prescription for birth control, so I knew she was fertile. I couldn't help but take some pictures with my phone. Bri was so horny, I could see how wet she was. I knew if a black bull was here now, she would let him breed her.
"Oh, I see! What made you so horny, babe?" I asked, my eyes fixed on the glistening wetness of her pussy.
She shrugged, biting her lip. "I don't know," she replied.
She is normally shy about sexual things, but given the fact that she just said she is attracted to black men, I had to ask.
"So what? Are you horny because you just told me you are attracted to black men?"
I asked bluntly, feeling my cock begin to swell.
Bri's eyes widened. "I don't know, maybe," she said, biting her lip as she turned on her back, spreading her legs.
I began to lick her tight pussy. She had never slept with anyone but me. My penis was fully erect for her, and I again felt she needed more. As I continued to lick her, she groaned louder, her body arching. I began to slide under her, adjusting her legs so she was sitting on my face. She began to moan as she began to ride my tongue deep in hers. I could feel her tight pussyhole wrap around my tongue. She started unbuttoning my pants 69 style and pulled out my small, erect cock. She wasted no time in deep throating it with ease. After some time I could feel myself about to cum. Ashamed I hadn't even penetrated her pussy, yet I felt myself begin to cum. As I did, I could feel her riding my face harder. She began to crawl off, and I realized she needed and wanted more. I quickly dressed.
"Bri, wait." I said, my heart racing. I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts. "Bri, I've been thinking about what you said. And I wonder, Have you ever thought about having sex with a black guy for real?"
I could see the question taking her by surprise, but her face quickly turned into a smile. "You mean trying cuckolding?"
She asked, her eyes shining. I hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, that's what I mean."
Bri's eyes widened. "Really?
"Well yeah, I mean, I would be open to trying it at least once if you are."
It was then as if a weight had lifted off my shoulders. I was relieved that Bri felt the same way, and I could tell that she was genuinely excited about the idea. I knew deep down that this was something that we both needed to explore. Bri got up, dressed, and went to the bathroom. She came out after a few minutes. She looked nervous yet excited at the same time.
"Hey, so I was thinking." She paused. "I was thinking that we could find someone, but who?."
I felt myself falter, taken aback by the suddenness of her suggestion. "Find someone? You mean, like, a black bull?" I asked, my voice barely audible.
Bri nodded. "Sure," she said sexily.
My mind raced, imagining the possibilities of what could happen. I knew that this was a huge step, but the idea of Bri being satisfied by a well-endowed black man was a massive turn-on. I cleared my throat, trying to calm my racing thoughts.
"Okay, so where do we even start looking for someone?" I asked, trying to sound casual. I knew very few black men lived in our area.
Bri chewed on her bottom lip, thinking for a moment. I peered down at her swollen clitoral area and wet pussy, knowing she was as horny as she could get.
"I know! Let's try a casino, bar, or something," she suggested innocently.
I began to spread her tight pussy, revealing her small pink hole, not even the size of a dime.
Jokingly, I asked, "So you want a big black man inside this little hole?"
"Maybe," she replied, biting her lip and spreading herself in front of me.
Lost in lust, reality dawns on me!
"But your not on birth control," I whisper in her ear as I rub her clitoral area.
"Oh, that's right," she murmured, biting her lip. I began licking her again.
"OR are you wanting to play risky? Hehe," I joked with her.
"Maybe," she said with a big, red-cheeked grin. I fell silent as I realized she was talking about being black-bred.
I couldn't believe she was so horny and making such a sexual suggestion.
I pulled back and looked at Bri. Her eyes were shining with excitement, her lips were parted, and her chest was heaving. I could feel my own heart racing.
"You really want to risk getting pregnant by a black man?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Bri laughed shyly, her eyes never leaving mine. "Do you think that would be hot?" I want to feel what it's like to be filled up by a big black cock.
I stared at her, feeling a mix of insecurity, jealousy, and excitement. I had always felt inferior to black men, and their sexual prowess was something I had often felt inadequate about. But seeing the look of longing and need in Bri's eyes, it was hard to deny that the idea of her with another man was a massive turn-on. I tried to shake the feeling of jealousy that lurked inside of me and took a deep breath. I reminded myself that this was something we were both excited about and that I wanted to please my wife.
"Okay, if that's what you want, then I'll do my best to make it happen," I said as I gently traced her inner thigh.
Bri smiled. "Seriously? Ok."
As the next few days went by, Bri and I joked about the idea, and I began to look online for a black bull for my wife.
Author Notes: This is a true story with names changed about my wife and the bulls we have met. Please DM if you like the story and want to see it continue. TY
I had help from AI, but I tried to keep the story as realistic as possible with our situation! TY
