I think I created a BBC slut - Episode II - Sex Stories

I think I created a BBC slut - Episode II

... nice and not pushy and most of our conversation was just about regular stuff. MOST of the conversation I thought to myself again. “Anyway, he’s a cycling enthusiast and I told him we liked to ride too, did I mention he was from around here? So since it is going to be such a beautiful weekend he asked if I or we I mean, would like to go riding! What do you think? “ “So you want to have sex with this guy from Xhamster”, I said, cutting to the chase. “No! It doesn’t have to be anything like that! I just thought we could be friends, we always like meeting people with similar interests, right?” It was a thin veil of an excuse, as her devious smile told me, and I had thought the one experience we had together would have been enough, for her and for me. I felt a pang of jealousy along with some accompanying uneasiness, but the evidence of my stiffening cock told me that I was going to go along with whatever she had in mind. After dinner we went online and she showed me Arthur’s profile, surprise! a handsome black man probably around our age, late 30’s or so. She messaged him but he wasn’t online so the next day she checked again and he had responded with a phone# and they chatted and set up a time and place to meet the next day. The next morning we met Arthur at a popular bike trail near our house around 9:00 am. He was dressed in one of those bike outfits that guys wear that I generally always make fun of because they look ridiculous. However, all it did for him was show off his ...

... tight body, bulging muscles, and though I made a conscious effort not to look, a big fat bulge of a package also. The wife was in good spirits, and said, “Let’s go!” We headed off down the trail which was partly paved and partly dirt. The conversation was a bit awkward at first but soon Arthur and her were joking like old friends, k**ding each other and challenging who could keep up with who, and so on. Here I was, with my wife, feeling like a 3rd wheel. We made it to the half way point and stopped for a bit of a breather. Arthur said to me, “Hey man, your wife is a heck of a rider, hell you ain’t so bad yourself!” He laughed and so did she, and I was like, “Yeah, she’s pretty competitive, we should probably let her win the race to the finish line.” “Well as good as she looks in that outfit, I will let her have whatever she wants!” She chimed in, “Ha Ha very funny! We’ll see who finishes first!” He answered back, “Baby I’ll make sure you finish first, second and third. That’s a promise!” With that we headed back. It was a total 26 mile ride and when we arrived back at our cars, all hot and sweaty, she asked him if he would like to come over to our place and have a few beers and maybe we could barbecue or something. Of course he said that sounded great and I just shook my head because I knew it was coming. He said, “I probably ought to stop by my place and shower up first.” “You can shower at our place, it’s no problem”, she responded, and of course once again, he accepted. We ...