I got to select my own birthday present. I picked a black one.

My husband watched as a black man fucked me for the first time.

My husband gave me my birthday gift. It was a card with a note inside. “You may have anything that you want, up to $100. I love you, Ron”

A week later, just after we had gone to bed and we had sex, I kissed him and told him that I had decided what I wanted for my birthday gift and that it would not cost him a penny. I told him again that I loved him. “We watch a lot of porn and there is one thing always gets me wet. I want to have sex with a black guy with a BBC.”

Ron looked at me with a shocked look on his face. “You’re kidding, right?”

“No Honey, I’m not. You said anything under $100 and this will be free.” I kissed him again and put my hand between his legs. He was quickly getting hard. That made me smile. “I’ll find a guy and invite him over. You can even watch. Remember, you said anything.”

“I guess that is what I said. OK you can do it.” I kissed him and then had him stand in front of me and gave him another great blowjob as I imagined what it was going to be like with a really hung black guy. I took Ron’s six inches down till my nose was in his pubic hair and I let him come in my mouth. Was a black man’s cum going to taste different that Ron’s?

I spent the next two days looking thru internet ads for swingers and hook-ups in our area. I answered several of them but rejected all of them for various reasons. Then I spotted and replied to Tony’s ad. He was attractive and hung and sounded nice, not nasty and degrading of white women like some of the others. He replied quickly and I liked what he had to say and the additional photos that he sent me. One was a video of him jacking off his big black cock with a big cum squirt at the end. I told him that my first name was Nancy and told him about my birthday gift and that my husband would be there if we hooked up. He said that he had no problem with that as long as everyone agreed, so I sent him photos of me, naked photos. His reply was that he loved them. “I will treat you nice, but I will also give you a fuck that you will never forget.” We agreed that he would come over and that we would get it on, the first time. I told Ron. He just slowly shook his head.

That day I took a long soaky bath and did my hair and makeup. I freshly shaved my pubic area and put on more perfume than I normally do. I dressed in my pretty blue dress that showed a good look at the top of my cleavage. It was last year’s Christmas present from Ron. I did not put on any bra or panties. I was ready. If I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. I sat on the couch waiting for Tony to arrive. Ron came over and sat next to me and asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. When I told him yes, he went to the other side of the room and sat at the desk.

When the doorbell rang, I was excited and nervous. Ron was nervous and apprehensive. I opened the door and my first thought was that his pictures had not done him justice. I looked up at him. He was tall, attractive and very well put together. He easily picked me up and kissed me. My thigh touched a big bulge in his pants. He put me down. Ron was sitting at his desk on the other side of the room. I introduced them. Ron was looking away with a sad look on his face. Tony said, “Your beautiful wife tells me that she wants to experience sex with a hung black man. She says that you are good with it. Is that true?” Ron made a little nod of his head.

I watched as Tony started to remove his clothes till all he still had on was a pair of white underpants. I watched as he pulled them down to just above his knees and his manhood popped out. It was only half hard and it was already bigger than Ron when he was fully erect. I was mesmerized. Ron looked out the window and his fingers nervously tapped against his leg. I’m sure I had an happily amazed look on my face.

I slid off the couch and got up close and personal with Tony’s marvelous dick. “Go ahead Nancy, touch it, stroke it, kiss it. Do whatever you want.” I reached out and touched it and examined it closely. His balls looked huge. They looked the size of golf balls. The tip was already wet with pre-cum. Squatting in front of him, I tried to take him in my mouth. My teeth scraped his cockhead and he told me to be careful. I stretched my jaw even wider and took him in. I could see that Ron had started looking as my mouth slid down Tony’s shaft. I was able to take about half of him in my mouth before I gagged. I locked my lips tightly around his fudgesicle and sucked till my cheeks pulled in. I held the base of his shaft in my hand and my mouth slid up and down on his shaft making the soft outer skin slide over the hard inner shaft. His ample and slippery pre-cum was tasteless. His cock grew in length, thickness and hardness to its full glory as I sucked on it. Tony moaned and loudly said, “Ron, you wife is a great cocksucker. The two of you must have a lot of fun.”

He reached down and his hands stood me up and he pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulders. My dress dropped down to my waist, exposing my breasts to him. He cupped my right breast and leaned down and took it in his mouth. Now it was my turn to moan. His cock went back to half staff.

Once he had both of us completely naked, he put me on the couch on my back. He spread my legs, reached between them and slid two big black fingers into me. I moaned. “Fuck Ron, she’s so fucking wet. She wants it bad.” He removed his fingers, lined himself up and slowly slid his African manhood into me. I was on the pill so I had no worry about using a condom. I wanted to feel his black man’s cum filling me. He had about two thirds of himself in my vigina when he hit my cervix. I yelped and told him that it hurt. He pulled partway back out. He started fucking in and out of my cunt being careful about how deep he was going. He was stretching me so wide and going so deep. I had wonderful sexual feelings that I had never had before. He picked up speed and force. It stopped hurting when he mashed his dick against the cervix. I wondered if he was going to push thru into my uterus.

Then he repositioned me. My arms were on the arms of the couch and my knees were on the cushions. He entered me from the back, doggy style and holding my hips, fucked me even faster and harder. After several minutes of that and my first orgasm, he changed our position again. This time he was on his back on the couch and I was riding his cock with my tits pressed against his chest. It was like I was twerking on his cock. I was looking straight at Ron as I bounced up and down on Tony’s ebony flagpole. That is when Ron got up, made a shrug that pretty much said ‘oh well’ and walked over to the couch. He kneeled down right behind the couch and I kissed him.

Ron would have been finished long before this but Tony was still pounding in and out of me. Then he growled and filled me with a huge load of seed. That brought me to a hard climax. I shouted out as my body trembled and my hips rapidly slid up and down on his BBC, milking him for as much cum as I could pull out of his big black balls. Ron was still only a couple feet away, watching closely. I indicated that I wanted Tony to bring his now half hard cock to my mouth. It must have taken five minutes but I kept blowing him till he came again and I swallowed all of it. It did taste a little different, but it was still thick, slippery and salty. He pulled away and thanked me for a great fuck and said that he would be happy to do it again, any time. As he dressed he thanked Ron for sharing me with him. Ron did not answer.

Ron and I later went to bed. My fuck hole was still too stretched out for Ron to fuck me, but I gave him an enthusiastic blowjob and swallowed his load. He enjoyed that. He kissed me and we had a good night’s sleep.

The next day I pulled Ron down on the couch next to me and looked him in the eyes. “Next week while you are gone on your three day fishing trip with the guys, I am going to have Tony come stay with me.”

“What if I say no?”

“I’m still going to do it.”

“What if I cancel the trip?”

“Then I will go stay with him for a couple days. I’ll even make a video and we can watch it together when you get home.” Ron had a dejected look on his face. Over the next week till Ron was to leave on his trip, we fucked or he ate me out every day, at least once. Ron really put his best effort into pleasing me sexually and in other ways too. Sex with him was still enjoyable but just not the same as it was being fucked by Tony. I still loved my husband very much but my sexual desires were now different.

Ron left with his buddies and an hour later, Tony arrived. He picked me up and kissed me, with one arm around me and his other hand on my pantyless soaking wet pussy.
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