Greetings,
This is a fantasy/story/fiction I wrote for my wife. This was written a few years ago when she was away for a week.
I wrote this as if she wrote this in her email to me after spending a night with a black man she met in CA. I only wished it was true. Few years have passed, still no luck with that. :-D
Anyway, here it is. Hope you like it.
(PART 1)
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(my wife calls me Raja - the name of the tiger-Princess Jasmine's pet, in the Disney movie Aladin. My wife is white and I'm an asian.)
My loving husband,
Raja, I don't know if you'll be upset with what I'm going to tell you, but I need to tell you anyway. I did something last night that you have been badgering me to do, but now that I've done it, you may not be so excited about it – then again, you might! You know that I love you so much and I love you more everyday. You know that, right babe?
Remember when I checked in the hotel and called you to confirm that I safely arrived here in Costa Mesa, I had mentioned about the complimentary cocktails at the bar downstairs. It all happened from there. I was tired from the trip and I was getting hungry too. I decided I’d skip the shower and first go downstairs, get myself a couple of drinks and grab a couple of burritos from their dining hall, which I was not really eager to. I’ve told you about their dinner, a couple of burritos and some fried ground beef with few spices on the top and call it ‘Mexican delight’ :-(. My plan was to come to my room after the drinks and the dinner, take shower, read my book and fall asleep thinking about you.
Well guess what honey, other then the first part (drinks} and the last part (fall asleep thinking about you), nothing happened as I had planned. It went better than what I had in mind, :redface:. I did think of you all those time, and how I wished you were there with me or should I put it this way, (are you ready for this?), how you wished you were there watching me being fucked by a stranger. :-D
It was right after 8 PM (Pacific time) when I walked down to the bar after we spoke on the phone. It would have been little earlier if I had not missed that damn exit on my way to the hotel from the airport .I guess I had missed you so dearly already and I was thinking of you all the time that I did not realize I had to exit!
There were already quite a few people in the bar. Most of them men, in their late 30’s and early 40’s. Nobody really caught my eyes, and there were few head turns as I walked in but nothing like jaw-breaking expressions on their faces you know. You know very well that men don’t really hit on me, I don’t really care about it since I’m a happily married woman. I do like to hit on some sexy Asian hunks time to time. :-D I do get hit on by few black men however, and you love that don’t you dear? What’s up with black men and Asian men with big ass white women anyway? :-D
Remember that crazy night when your mom was visiting us and you and I had gone out to that local bar to shoot some pools? I wore that green sweater revealing my sexy cleavage and my sexy belly button. With that tight Lee jeans pants I was wearing, my ass was the center of the spotlight especially when I bent down to shoot the pool. What happened to that Lee Jeans pants anyway? I can’t seem to find it anywhere. :-( Anyway, it was a match between me and this woman we met there, you and her husband were sitting down at a table watching our sexy asses from a distant. A black bro approached me smoothly asking me how someone so cute like me could be without a man in that place. He was hitting on me right there right in front of your eyes. It was so flattering and I could not help but blush :-D. I told him pointing towards you, my man was right behind him. You were watching this with all the excitement weren’t you? And you had to ask him if he “liked” me with that charming face of yours. You sounded like a big time pimp, you know that dear? You were trying to sell me right there in the public. You know ************ is illegal in our state right? You pervert geek. I have to admit though it was kind of turn on for me, my own husband trying to hook me up with another man, a black man. You sure do know how I like my coffee don’t you? Hmmmmm. :bj: I did fantasize sucking his black cock when I was sucking that vibrator after we got home, but was a little shy to tell you about it. Wow, that was a wild night wasn’t it honey? I was just sitting on the counter stool in the corner, drinking cocktail, smoking fags, thinking about work, the class I came for, checking my schedule for the next day on my PDA etc, in other words I was in the Planet Me. Good thing I was at a bar not on a bus, otherwise it would have been a catastrophe I was not paying any attention to the guys sitting around me until I heard a gentle voice greeting me ‘Hi’ coming from someone sitting next to me. I turned towards him, saw this handsome black man and greeted him back with a smile. He was not sitting there when I came in, and I don’t remember when he came and sat besides my stool.
Jim, that’s his name, was a gentlemen. He was really nice and polite. He was not really flirting with me and I had mentioned about my husband in our conversation. He’s married but separated with his wife. He’s probably in his early 30’s. He must be about 5’10” tall and very very cute. He just wanted someone to talk to and I happen to be there for him. He did not ask many questions nor did I, we just talked about stuff nothing really interesting. We got along very well actually. After couple of my free drinks, it was time for me to head to the dinning hall before they stop serving dinner at nine. We were slowly getting ***** and our chit chat was just starting. We joked more, laughed more, and we were more comfortable to each other than we were at the beginning. I asked Jim if he had not had his dinner yet, he could join me in the dinning hall. He laughed and asked me if I liked to taste real good Mexican food. I said ‘Yes’ before he even finished his question. He then asked me if I would be interested in going out to a Mexican restaurant with him. He wasn't pushy or anything and said he would understand if I felt uncomfortable. Well, being the naive one that I am, I felt it would be just two friends going out anyway, so I said sure I’d love that! ‘Then, let’s go’, he said with keenness on his face.
I asked him if I could get about half an hour to clean up and dress up. He was such a sweetie, he tried to convince me I looked great just the way I was. I ordered him to change his lousy pale brown shirt and meet me there at the bar at quarter after nine. He happily volunteered to submit to my order. :-D I had met Jim for only half an hour and I was already beginning to ‘mom’ him, hehe. You know I like to ‘mom’ my boys!!
As I was walking to my room with big grin on my face, I kept thinking about going out with Jim, trying to decide what to wear, etc. I had not really packed any thing fancy for something like this occasion. BUT when I dug through my suitcase, I found Victoria Secret one piece pink dress that you bought me last year, a matching pair of high heels and a classic red lipstick. You little sneaker!! When did you slip those in my suitcase? And WHY?? Thank you, thank you, thank you. :X
With some powder, some make ups, earrings and pearl necklace, I must admit, I looked pretty good in that dress! I was actually surprised that dress still fits me. I wore the silky black Victoria secret push up bra you bought to go with the pink dress. My boobs and ass looked extra-ordinary. Jim being lot taller than me, I worked extra hard to arrange my bra for “maximum cleavage exhibition”. I was already feeling dirty and was getting little horny thinking about going out with Jim. I could not resist to touch and play with my sister for a few seconds too. God, I was really wet. I realized that I was excited at the prospect of going out on a "date" with Jim, even though I knew it was just a friendly thing. When I was showering and getting dressed, I was actually humming, and a little nervous, but excited. :>P
This is a fantasy/story/fiction I wrote for my wife. This was written a few years ago when she was away for a week.
I wrote this as if she wrote this in her email to me after spending a night with a black man she met in CA. I only wished it was true. Few years have passed, still no luck with that. :-D
Anyway, here it is. Hope you like it.
(PART 1)
-----------------------------------------------------------
(my wife calls me Raja - the name of the tiger-Princess Jasmine's pet, in the Disney movie Aladin. My wife is white and I'm an asian.)
My loving husband,
Raja, I don't know if you'll be upset with what I'm going to tell you, but I need to tell you anyway. I did something last night that you have been badgering me to do, but now that I've done it, you may not be so excited about it – then again, you might! You know that I love you so much and I love you more everyday. You know that, right babe?
Remember when I checked in the hotel and called you to confirm that I safely arrived here in Costa Mesa, I had mentioned about the complimentary cocktails at the bar downstairs. It all happened from there. I was tired from the trip and I was getting hungry too. I decided I’d skip the shower and first go downstairs, get myself a couple of drinks and grab a couple of burritos from their dining hall, which I was not really eager to. I’ve told you about their dinner, a couple of burritos and some fried ground beef with few spices on the top and call it ‘Mexican delight’ :-(. My plan was to come to my room after the drinks and the dinner, take shower, read my book and fall asleep thinking about you.
Well guess what honey, other then the first part (drinks} and the last part (fall asleep thinking about you), nothing happened as I had planned. It went better than what I had in mind, :redface:. I did think of you all those time, and how I wished you were there with me or should I put it this way, (are you ready for this?), how you wished you were there watching me being fucked by a stranger. :-D
It was right after 8 PM (Pacific time) when I walked down to the bar after we spoke on the phone. It would have been little earlier if I had not missed that damn exit on my way to the hotel from the airport .I guess I had missed you so dearly already and I was thinking of you all the time that I did not realize I had to exit!
There were already quite a few people in the bar. Most of them men, in their late 30’s and early 40’s. Nobody really caught my eyes, and there were few head turns as I walked in but nothing like jaw-breaking expressions on their faces you know. You know very well that men don’t really hit on me, I don’t really care about it since I’m a happily married woman. I do like to hit on some sexy Asian hunks time to time. :-D I do get hit on by few black men however, and you love that don’t you dear? What’s up with black men and Asian men with big ass white women anyway? :-D
Remember that crazy night when your mom was visiting us and you and I had gone out to that local bar to shoot some pools? I wore that green sweater revealing my sexy cleavage and my sexy belly button. With that tight Lee jeans pants I was wearing, my ass was the center of the spotlight especially when I bent down to shoot the pool. What happened to that Lee Jeans pants anyway? I can’t seem to find it anywhere. :-( Anyway, it was a match between me and this woman we met there, you and her husband were sitting down at a table watching our sexy asses from a distant. A black bro approached me smoothly asking me how someone so cute like me could be without a man in that place. He was hitting on me right there right in front of your eyes. It was so flattering and I could not help but blush :-D. I told him pointing towards you, my man was right behind him. You were watching this with all the excitement weren’t you? And you had to ask him if he “liked” me with that charming face of yours. You sounded like a big time pimp, you know that dear? You were trying to sell me right there in the public. You know ************ is illegal in our state right? You pervert geek. I have to admit though it was kind of turn on for me, my own husband trying to hook me up with another man, a black man. You sure do know how I like my coffee don’t you? Hmmmmm. :bj: I did fantasize sucking his black cock when I was sucking that vibrator after we got home, but was a little shy to tell you about it. Wow, that was a wild night wasn’t it honey? I was just sitting on the counter stool in the corner, drinking cocktail, smoking fags, thinking about work, the class I came for, checking my schedule for the next day on my PDA etc, in other words I was in the Planet Me. Good thing I was at a bar not on a bus, otherwise it would have been a catastrophe I was not paying any attention to the guys sitting around me until I heard a gentle voice greeting me ‘Hi’ coming from someone sitting next to me. I turned towards him, saw this handsome black man and greeted him back with a smile. He was not sitting there when I came in, and I don’t remember when he came and sat besides my stool.
Jim, that’s his name, was a gentlemen. He was really nice and polite. He was not really flirting with me and I had mentioned about my husband in our conversation. He’s married but separated with his wife. He’s probably in his early 30’s. He must be about 5’10” tall and very very cute. He just wanted someone to talk to and I happen to be there for him. He did not ask many questions nor did I, we just talked about stuff nothing really interesting. We got along very well actually. After couple of my free drinks, it was time for me to head to the dinning hall before they stop serving dinner at nine. We were slowly getting ***** and our chit chat was just starting. We joked more, laughed more, and we were more comfortable to each other than we were at the beginning. I asked Jim if he had not had his dinner yet, he could join me in the dinning hall. He laughed and asked me if I liked to taste real good Mexican food. I said ‘Yes’ before he even finished his question. He then asked me if I would be interested in going out to a Mexican restaurant with him. He wasn't pushy or anything and said he would understand if I felt uncomfortable. Well, being the naive one that I am, I felt it would be just two friends going out anyway, so I said sure I’d love that! ‘Then, let’s go’, he said with keenness on his face.
I asked him if I could get about half an hour to clean up and dress up. He was such a sweetie, he tried to convince me I looked great just the way I was. I ordered him to change his lousy pale brown shirt and meet me there at the bar at quarter after nine. He happily volunteered to submit to my order. :-D I had met Jim for only half an hour and I was already beginning to ‘mom’ him, hehe. You know I like to ‘mom’ my boys!!
As I was walking to my room with big grin on my face, I kept thinking about going out with Jim, trying to decide what to wear, etc. I had not really packed any thing fancy for something like this occasion. BUT when I dug through my suitcase, I found Victoria Secret one piece pink dress that you bought me last year, a matching pair of high heels and a classic red lipstick. You little sneaker!! When did you slip those in my suitcase? And WHY?? Thank you, thank you, thank you. :X
With some powder, some make ups, earrings and pearl necklace, I must admit, I looked pretty good in that dress! I was actually surprised that dress still fits me. I wore the silky black Victoria secret push up bra you bought to go with the pink dress. My boobs and ass looked extra-ordinary. Jim being lot taller than me, I worked extra hard to arrange my bra for “maximum cleavage exhibition”. I was already feeling dirty and was getting little horny thinking about going out with Jim. I could not resist to touch and play with my sister for a few seconds too. God, I was really wet. I realized that I was excited at the prospect of going out on a "date" with Jim, even though I knew it was just a friendly thing. When I was showering and getting dressed, I was actually humming, and a little nervous, but excited. :>P