Michele's Dark Desire Pt. II - Sex Stories

Michele's Dark Desire Pt. II

... the rest of him is like! It's only natural that I respond to him. If there's one man on this Earth fit to fulfill our fantasy, he's standing right there!" "Perfect candidate?" I asked incredulously. "Fulfill OUR fantasy?" Michele seemed to catch herself, but finding herself painted in a corner admitted, "Well...yeah! I mean, you know I love to watch videos with black men, thanks to you. And that 'Mandingo' thing turns me on so much, as I know you're well aware. When you use it on me, or I use it on myself, I imagine the real thing. I imagine a real black man pushing into me. It's just so intensely sexy!" "I can't believe what I'm hearing. I'm shocked! There's a difference between fantasy and reality!" I declared, looking around to ensure we weren't attracting attention to ourselves. I had never seen her use the 'Mandingo' on herself, and the thought of it was driving me crazy. My erection returned in full force. She continued with a tone of slight anger in her voice: "Oh, come on, Ty! Don't act shocked, as if you had nothing to do with it. We have spoken about this repeatedly, though you always framed it as a game so as to protect your pride. You ask me if I want the real thing and I say "yes". Now you are going to make believe that you were always pretending? I'm not stupid! I know you weren't pretending and neither was I. It seems like you feel ashamed of my desires, but I have never judged you for yours." My mind was reeling. I had created a monster! Less than an hour ago ...

... I had been enjoying a drink in a beautiful setting. I then received good business news. Shortly after that I saw a black near-stranger fondle my beautiful wife, then I received fantastic news of a huge promotion. Now I was listening to my wife express her desire for that same man. It was an emotional roller coaster ride in the extreme. At the same time, I was awed by Michele's complete understanding of the dynamic of the situation. Especially considering how much of it had remained unspoken until then. She obviously has a deep understanding of how human beings work. She was completely aware of the intensity of my fantasy, that it went far deeper than the roleplaying we had enjoyed, and that it substantially predated her direct involvement. I realized once again that my wife is an extremely intelligent woman and I felt stripped naked before her. I sought middle ground: "Honey, you're right. I have been part of this from the beginning, the instigator. It just happened so quickly! That one night you were acting prudish, then within half an hour you were hotter than I had ever seen you before. Yes, it has been a fantasy of mine for years, but it all developed so quickly after that night. Like gasoline poured on a fire. Maybe we have both let these thoughts go too far, and I'm sorry if I promoted it. Fantasies are exciting, but that doesn't mean we wish them to come true." "That's all correct," she retorted. "You should watch what you wish for." Her last comment unsettled me. "Are ...