The wife's fantasy, consented to by the accomplice husband

I'm married to Glaucia who is the great love of my life, we are accomplices and confidants. We form a couple without sexual prejudices and whenever we have an opportunity we carry out our fantasies and experiences together with people that share our common way of living and seeing life. Whenever something exciting happens between us we talk about it and agree on what to do.
Our experiments have always been practicing male or female ménage, for she has found herself a committed and fervent bisexual who loves to give and take pleasure with fiery females just like her. As for the males who have ever had the pleasure of joining our households enjoying my sweet and beloved wife's little body, they were always judiciously chosen by her or us both together. And though she herself has experienced beautiful male specimens, One day Glaucia told me that she finally seemed to have found the right person to fulfill her wish of being owned by a black man and would like an experience with this negro who worked in his friend's house and was quite trustworthy, preponderant factor in our pre-evaluation criteria. But I wanted him to imagine that she was betraying me without my consent and everything should be on its way to preserve our integrity. As always, she would take advantage of the fact that I had to go on a business trip and stay away for more than twenty days in another state to carry out this project if all went well. We agreed that she'd do what she wanted but tell me everything as I will now relate it with her own words. Glaucia is 27 years old, beautiful, extroverted, 1.63 meters tall, 63 kilograms, brown hair from shoulders down, light brunette, medium breasts, thin waist, hunchback, and an enchanting smile. She normally acts shy and naïve, but between four walls unleashes all her demons.
Glaucia has a friend named Paula, she is 31 years old who lives near our house equipped with swimming pool and sauna and very comfortable and always after a walk or when returning from the gym they stop to update themselves and drink juice together. She's also married, and her husband travels quite frequently. One day Glausia asked how it was that she spent so much time alone without sex.
- But I'm not alone.
"What do you mean?" asked Glaucia.
- I have a friend, Mario!
- Do you have a lover?
- I have, but he's married and extremely discreet. We only see each other when my husband is away. He isn't the kind of guy who can get you in trouble. He loves his wife and does it just for male instinct and because he likes a mess especially eating married women.
There was a momentary silence, but her malicious smile made me understand. I felt strange because I never imagined that she would betray her husband. On my way back home I remembered seeing this person and he was a very well-mannered black man. Some images of the two in bed were formed in my mind. I thought about what she might be doing with him, after all being alone sometimes for up to 15 days is not easy at all.
Glaucia then began to imagine having an adventure like that, and always talking with me.
A few days later Paula and I were in the sauna, both completely naked enjoying the steam and humidity of the environment. I asked her if Mario was a good lover. She smiled saying that he was great and even though she felt some pain she would always look for him at other times. My curiosity was aroused and I asked:
- What do you mean, in pain?
- You never heard of blacks?
And with her hands she made the characteristic masculine gesture when you want to talk about a big dick. She laughed and I asked if it was really that large. She said, "I'm just kidding", when she mentioned this painful expression because only in the first few steps did she feel pain which by now she had become accustomed to but much more than my husband or ex-boyfriends". Whenever possible I would provoke another sauna bath as we were having our little beers there and could explore my friend's clandestine intimacy and satisfy my curiosity. I asked if they did everything, how do you and so on. She said:
- We do everything a couple does. Start with oral sex, then he penetrates me and we have fun together.
- What about anal?
- Just once, it hurt a lot. His business is not for me.
- Do they use condoms?
- Oh, of course.
I said at the same time as, sitting in front of me she opened her legs showing my pussy brazenly and gave a few taps right on the lips. Then I could see that she had them quite protruding loose unlike mine which are turned inside looking like a teenage girl's lollipop with only one little chuckle.
Wow, your lips are big. Have they always been that way or have they changed from giving so much? (Laughter)
- "She" was small, but I feel that every day she grows bigger. It's so nice to be visited by this black coison; I just hope my husband doesn't feel it (laughter).
You keep telling me he's got a big dick, I'm going to believe you.
I realized that after so many beers our vocabulary was changing, becoming obscene.
- And it's big, yes. Big and thick like no other I have ever seen!
- Have you measured?
- Right now!
How tall are you?
- Twenty two!
I pretended to be inexperienced, after all my husband Paulo's is almost 20 cm and exclaimed a "Nossa". But I admit that I did not stop thinking about it until Paul arrived. I was on fire, wanted to fuck, have fun, but I confess that during the transa caught myself fantasizing with black pussy lover of my friend for countless times. After we had fun I thought what size? The one of Paolo is big also so hot and gives me such pleasure! But curiosity created an irresistible fantasy inside me and my horny husband gave me the biggest encouragement.
Every time I left her house, she was horny with a hard-on and lubricated thighs. Luckily Paul wasn't traveling to put out my fire. Living in the fantasy that she had sex with a black man alone, I started fantasizing about being in bed with him. But Paula was my friend and I didn't know how to pursue this desire of mine because it turned out to be hers.
It was one Saturday afternoon that she called to invite me for a chat, and I asked her if she was alone.
- I am now, Mario just left!
- Get out where?
He just came out of my insides, from inside me.
I noticed that she'd had a couple of beers, was very uninhibited. We hung up and walked over to her. I went into the house calling for her who answered being in the room. I entered and saw her on the bed covered by a sheet. I immediately took out a beer from the fridge and we started talking. I asked if she would like to fuck with his lover in the same bed where he slept with her husband. She said it gave more erection. After some time and two cans I invited her to go to the sauna.
- You want to see?
- I want to.
Then she took off the sheet, showing me her beautiful naked body. I was excited by that image and noticed red marks of suckers on my breasts, teeth in my waist... when she realized that my eyes were rolling down my thighs slowly opened up her legs to give me a glimpse of bloated xanax very swollen big lips all very molassesy i could smell sex coming from there She looked at me as if appreciating my excitement, she bent her knees and lifted up her buttocks and spread out her legs right in front of my eyes and began to forcefully expel the little stream of sperm that had been injected into those boisterous entrails.
- Would you like to feel what I felt and stay the way that I am now?
My voice almost inaudible by the excitement of looking at that bouquet rolled up and all laughter whispered out...
Suddenly she gets up saying that she was going to wash herself before we go into the sauna.
In the sauna she told me that they were going on vacation with her husband and would be away for twenty days. She asked me to take care of the house. And then added that he had requested Mario do maintenance and review part of security circuits during this period. Then, as a naughty and malicious expression, said that in this period I could "use everything" was hers.
That same night I talked with Paul where we arranged everything. I tried to control my anxiety, then looked at the dick of Paul that had grown and was overcome by an impressive fever. I touched the stick hard enough, licked it all, including the bag, the hair and felt its taste and smell which I love so much. We made crazy sex and enjoyed like a mare in the heat.
The days passed and my friend traveled carrying with her a promise that I would take care of the house whenever she could pass by or if there was any need.
The day after my friend Paula's departure I woke up not knowing what to do, feeling anxious about starting the game. I thought of what she had told me before leaving, handing myself over in a "bandeja" to her lover whom she adored so much. That morning I was hyper-excited and with my hot little mouth full of hardness, I put on a small red underpants that contrasted beneath the tight white Bermuda mesh and went to Lia's house. There I waited for Mario to arrive for predetermined work and went into the kitchen making juice. He arrived short... He said it was too hot and he didn't care, so I told him no.
I looked at him and tried to visualize some volume under his wide shorts, but the distance didn't allow it. I decided not only out of curiosity to see him up close, but also for politeness, go there and bring a glass of very cold juice. Deep down I wanted him to notice me that he noticed my tiny panties, naked breasts without bra underneath tight mesh. It was the first time we spoke, her thick voice, very black skin, 1.78 meters tall and approximately 83 kilograms moved around with me. I took advantage of my mirrored glasses to look at him, his movements made me doubt that he was wearing underwear because it looked like there was a beautiful member swinging freely inside. I got out of there a little tense, went to the bathroom for a pee-pee and felt my skin wet and very melodious, hot and it was time to pull up my panties which made her bury herself in the gutter between the buttocks. I pulled or slightly forward too and my fat mound became even more protruding. I turned back towards him. The white mesh bit hidden, his indiscreet look seemed to burn my body. Suddenly he crouched down before me to pick something on the floor and my curious eyes looked directly at <unk>ali<unk> , and saw the black glans of flaccid fuck loose inside the wide pants .
I was loving that game. Went from there and came back to my house took off my clothes and prepared a bath. Admired my naked body in front of the mirror, my breasts were white with freckles, belly knitted, bundle delicate, xotinha smooth golden thighs and buttocks fleeces, had hot flashes. Slowly passed one finger between her vaginal lips, felt moisture is leaking out of heat, when I pulled a thread of lubricating fluid kept joining my finger to it which seemed to ask for cuddling. I believe by instinct or loneliness, after all not even with my friend conversation no more spoke to my xotinha:
- Didn't you see him? You wanted to meet him, I know! He seems big and tasty... Try to calm down, who knows if Paul will put out our fire today. What? Do you want to hug Paula's black friend? But what a daredevil you are! Let's take a shower, let me wash you that you have all the melody! I went back home again with Paula.
I was all alone, missing a man to have fun with...to give the buzz and be well fed. So I sucked it up and called Mario over for dinner with me. I wore a mini skirt and knew that he sitting across from me could see my panties through the glass top of the table. I didn't make any effort to hide them. We talked a lot and found out that he had good taste in music, read a great deal and was about to graduate high school. Besides his hard-on I started feeling something else for this guy. I parted my legs a little and let him see some more of my white panties, and decided that if he wanted to have me at the same time. A volume was formed and the black snake showed its head from the side of his wide trousers. Only to my surprise it got up and walked out.
I went home wondering if he was punishing me for having provoked him the day before. Went to the gym, but even in exercises could not concentrate. Came back home again, looked at myself in the mirror, opened my thighs and saw my xotinha soaked, underpants were drenched with my liquids of erection, made a caress and suddenly slapped hard as it wanted to punish her because she felt such an excitement and said:
- Bitch... do you want to fuck or not? Do you want a black chicken inside of you or your little whore!?
I took a cold shower in an attempt to forget what I had seen this morning.
After the shower I decided to go to the company. Before putting on my panties, I applied moisturizing cream all over me and even in my underwear, licked it a little bit and as if that wasn't enough I put the tip of the bottle between my receptive lips and sprayed inside her a large amount of cream, dressed myself with pantyhose and went out. Walked around and felt the cream leaking, mixing up my lips and pants, it was like having had sex for a while and shit is flowing. Felt womanly hot because there was a man between my legs at work this afternoon. I took the liberty of calling Paula's house, Mario answered and we talked for a while.
That afternoon I got all dressed up, shaved everything including the kitchen, put on a mini-skirt and worn tight little underpants, semi-transparent blouse, sandals with high heels, whimsical to please the man who wanted so much. In the small bar in a very discreet place after several caipirinhas and quite cheerful we went dancing. We formed an exotic pair, me all whitey delicate; him black strong hugging me and dancing through the hall. Already at the first song I felt the member swell and pressing my navel. I looked timidly into his eyes and received a smile and loving words:
- He's like this because of you.
- Paula told you about me?
- You did.
- Good or bad?
- That's great.
My friend Paula had already prepared all the way to facilitate my game. With encouragement and complaisance of my beloved husband, plus kindness and courtesy from my friend Paula, I then released myself into the arms of that black male. I felt his tight embrace and volume grow, squeezing my belly. And then there was the first kiss, hot and wet. The wild tongue entered my mouth, we had a delicious duel of languages, I felt his big fingers entering my brown hairline and stroking my backside; I got all fired up and asked him to leave the room because our caresses aroused curiosity in other couples. So I took it upon myself to invite him to go out with me at a motel as I didn't want to make any headway there.
We got in the car, and while we were still driving he took my hand and put it back on his stick which even if soft would make a huge volume. We went inside, parked the car in the motel garage and outside of him standing up exchanged long kisses. He squeezed my buttocks and I grabbed at his semi-hard pints trying to free them completely from underwear.
- You want my stick?
- Yes, I want to!
- Will he want it all inside of you?
- I want to!
We hurried in, one of us ripping off the other's clothes. He threw himself into bed with his pants still on, I climbed up and took my clothes off before curious eyes until it was like coming to this world. Standing a little apart legs so that he could see my pink wrinkle. He tried to take off his own clothing, but I knelt saying:
- Let me get it!
I pulled on my pants and underwear. Completely unclothed, a dick came out that was like nothing I'd ever seen except in porn movies, big and thick. The great magic was the beautiful black color. My curious hand grabbed it by its base and squeezed sweetly. I looked into his eyes and said laughing:
You've got a beautiful dick, can I have it?
- Let him grow up a little more!
I grabbed that bag and stared at this big head where a drop of lubricant was already dripping off, it mesmerized me and my face slowly moved closer to him, my mouth opening up, tongue coming out, nostrils sucking in the smell of male... opened as wide as I could and let my head go inside while my hands caressed each other going up and down all along its length. He pulled my body over his and felt the warm language sweep through the folds of my bucket, went into my butt licked and wet everything there.
My hard-on was a thousand, minutes later I felt my mockery approaching when he made me feel the delicious pain of a finger shoved deep into my asshole. His head was in my mouth and he started punching movements almost making me choke.
I felt the first gulp, it tasted delicious and after this many others came without ceasing not giving me time to swallow everything and letting a good part drain. My joy also came fast and intense, goes out of orbit, lost my senses, long ago did not enjoy so long and intensely.
Lambi, I cleaned everything and then lay down on his thigh but didn't take the head out of that delicious cock mouth which was still leaking sperm. We fell asleep a little bit while holding my long-desired stick with his face between my thighs. We woke up and we laid side by side, although I always held the black dick, I felt like a child when he got a new toy. I looked at his face all moisturized from my lubricating juices and started a warm wet kiss.
I moved up and down with my hand, felt the stick grow thicker. I saw how beautiful it was: long, fat, fat head, protruding veins denouncing a huge amount of blood that swelled this giant sack as big as an apple.
- It'll be all yours.
- I really, really want to but let me do it my way the first time.
I climbed over the black, crusted body and went down... held on to the thick mast and rubbed my head at the entrance of the club. Practised a few up-and-down movements and felt that it would be wonderful and I wanted very much to do so. I couldn't believe it, so I tried to kneel down to relieve the tiredness in my legs and again felt an invasion of a throbbing sensation in my uterus; I was trying to keep my bucket at a safe height but was surprised by strong hands gripping me by the shoulders that pulled my body down as his hips went up.
I think the people in the next apartment heard my long, deep groan and felt my vaginal lips rubbing against his curly hair.
- I got it. It's all in there, everything is inside me...
- Rebel and feel him all inside you... he's all yours!
I started wobbling movements, felt my ass rubbing against the rounded sack, my sensitive and exposed little cricket trembled announcing another orgasm full of starlings, lost consciousness once again. Minutes later I woke up lying on my man's body, feeling my legs closed hugged by him and inside his vagina still thick and hard pinto making me feel how good it is to be a woman. He, who had not mocked, put me underneath, opened my thighs and placed them over my shoulders leaving me in the roast chicken position. In that way I became completely available and at the mercy of my black lover who penetrated making me feel in utero the hot head of the black stick which shone wet by my vaginal juice.
I looked in and out, it was hard to believe that all of this could be contained within me. When he started coming out, there seemed no end. Sometimes he would take everything off and make me feel a huge emptiness, then put it back on again, sometimes slowly or quickly, but the rotating movements were what gave me more pleasure. Completely wet punished by many orgasms nor did I have any rest this time,
- Feel my little doggie... feel my black cock in your white pocket... I'm your horse and you are my mare.
- Here comes my black male, makes me his pony.
The erection grew, I felt the strong attacks typical of a male on the verge of pleasure... it was too much for me and leaning my face against the mattress I made fun with his tail pulled up all the disposition of the male who fucked hard and also enjoyed filling the condom with hot sperm. We fell to our sides and slept for about two hours. We woke up, we ordered dinner and had the pleasure of tasting good warm food. After finishing we felt that he wanted me again but asked time because I needed a good bath to recover energy and wash my so beaten-up and skinned little bush.
As soon as I got into the shower he came up behind me showing off his semi-hard pinto that was swinging between my thighs. We took a bath together, I knelt down and washed with great care the black stick which had given so much pleasure to me. I let him wash my cane too but all he needed to do was insert his finger for the rod to harden again. I wanted to penetrate myself right there but managed to escape to bed. We lay down together and new caresses lit our fire. He licked my lips from the cane and abused it by sticking one of his fingers in my little tail. I tried to stop him but didn't have any strength. Then he got in between my legs and tried to push.
My wife no longer had any natural lubrication, so I took out a bottle of baby oil from my purse and gave it to him who licked all the xana on me. And once again in the roast chicken position,
- I don't know if I can take it... please!
He said he would stop at any time, just ask. I didn't say anything and then he started pushing very patiently and lovingly.
- Oh, please take it off. It hurts!
He took it off, but then he started the invasion again and that was slowly.
- Have you got your head in the game?
I took a hand up to my ass, grabbed what was left of the stick and found that it still lacked half.
- Come slowly, come into me... I want it all!
I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him into my body, so that I could feel the delicious pain of a female being penetrated, entangled, split in half by the sword of the penetrative male enrapturing... ahhhh.... how good it all felt inside my ass! My little hole closed the door every time my stick went out, but the intruder ignored it and forced his way back in.
- He puts on my curly negos, he fucks his female whore... uses my body for her pleasure and makes fun of me... gets into your little bitch... at that exact moment the image came to mind of my horny husband, and I know how much he would like to be present watching his wife get carried away by a true champion of the black race.
- Don't talk like that you will make me laugh...
Suddenly he took everything off, put me on all fours at the edge of the bed and stood it up again. I could feel his hairs being kneaded in my groin as I went deeper. If in previous position I felt dominated, now with four legs and him standing I had become an object for that male who penetrated with any force to the depths desired. Ahhhhh...and since I was enjoying myself, I think I totally lost control, shame or something ...I looked back straight into his eyes and asked frankly:
- Get in, make me your whore. Fuck my ass that he's all yours and shove his black cock inside of me... come tear me up!
I think I overreacted to the provocations and received my strongest blows yet, I believe that the noise of our bodies colliding was heard by neighbouring lovers, had the most intense enjoyment in a lifetime.
I fainted, completely lost consciousness and only woke up the next day with Mario in my arms holding the object that I wanted so much. Looking tenderly at my lover, gave two kisses, one on his face and another on his penis which even flaccid filled my hand. I got up and went to take a bath.
On the way home, Mario and I talked a lot. It was clear that it had been a wonderful experience for both of us but <unk>unik<unk>... He left me at Paula's house because he didn't know where I lived. We kissed affectionately and said goodbye. When I returned from traveling four days after my wife's conquest, she was super happy and radiant, when we went to have sex she told me everything and until today this experience is part of our moments of complicity.
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