Wife's interracial adventure - a true story o - Sex Stories

Wife's interracial adventure - a true story o

... easy at first” I ignored my wife’s obvious mistake with the maths (we’d been married nine years and together for almost 12) and didn’t interrupt. I didn’t want to stop the task that I’d been given. But after a minute or two I felt a muscular hand on my shoulder moving me aside. “OK. It’s time for me to take over”. Said Ash impatiently. I pulled back from Jo’s sopping pussy and, knowing what was about to happen, reached into my jeans pocket for the packet of condoms. Jo and I had discussed the subject of birth control. After our second c***d I’d had the snip so there was obviously no need for Jo to take any form of contraception. But we’d agreed that we’d ask Ash to use a condom, just to be on the safe side. Jo had even sent me out to buy them that morning. Ash took one look at the rubbers and laughed. “No way!” he said. “Sorry, that’s just not my thing”. But he must have seen my anxious look. “Don’t worry Matt” He said. “I’m a total pro. I’ll just pull out, OK?” I felt like I had no real choice as Jo was nodding enthusiastically. So in the end the condoms lay discarded on the mantelpiece, propped up next to our wedding photo, still in their cellophane. Jo eased herself back onto the sofa and Ash leaned over her, first just their lips brushing together, then kissing deeply and finally I could see the tip of that long black member begin to ease its way into her wetness. She gasped and closed her eyes tightly, now totally lost in the sensation. “Yesssssss! More! Deeper” Her ...

... cries were commands now. Commands that Ash was happy to respond to. Still sitting on the floor next to the sofa I drew closer to watch Ash manoeuvre his dark shaft slowly, deeper and deeper into Jo’s cunt. I had to admit to myself that he really knew how to please a woman. It was almost with a sense of pride that I thought to myself she couldn’t have chosen a better specimen of man to be doing this with. Jo was flushed now with pleasure as almost all of Ash’s length was inside her. She gasped, appearing short of breath and gave small whimpering cries as his cock stretched the far reaches of her uterus. Now that his full nine inches was in, Ash began to up the pace a little. His hands around my wife’s shoulders, pulling her down onto himself at the same time as his length went in and out, rhythmically. They were kissing again now, deeply, passionately, reaching a true summit of passion and then his mouth moved down over her left breast, engulfing it in his mouth as he continued to fuck. “Ohhhhh my G...O....D!!” Screamed Jo, as wave after wave of orgasm finally rippled through her body. Her hands were clenched around Ash’s toned buttocks pulling every last millimetre of his black cock into her as she came. But her orgasms had only just started. A few more deep thrusts from Ash seemed to trigger a chain reaction within her, causing her body to shudder and contort as another orgasm arrived. Jo’s eyes were looking wild now; she was showing no sign of wanting to stop. “Again!” She ...