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Interracial Matters - Jan's Story - Part I free porn video
Jan reached for his hand as they walked side by side along the deserted seafront. It was January and though she had wrapped up well in warm clothing she still felt the effects of the cold wind coming off the sea. Of course, it didn’t help that she was also wearing stockings. Gusts of wind rose under her winter coat and under her dress; the naked flesh between stocking tops and panties was quite cold. She felt sorry for the African America male at her side. He had come to visit her expecting something much hotter but she had coldly received him.
It was not her fault really. It was her husband Richard who was at fault. His obsession with sharing her with another male had brought all this about. He had misunderstood her participation in their bedroom fantasy. He thought she had been serious about doing it. He had really believed that if he found a suitable male for her that she would make his fantasy a reality. Richard was very mistaken. It was one thing to fantasize about such things in the bedroom but the reality of it was often quite different.
As much as Jan liked sex she was not prepared to share her body with just any man; especially some stranger from the internet. Jan took her marriage vows seriously. It had come as a complete shock to find that Richard had actually found someone to share her with. She thought that this was supposed to be a night out for just the two of them. She had even let him buy her some sexy lingerie for the occasion; not only that, she had allowed him to help her bathe and dress. She had also allowed him to shave all her pubic hair off. She literally had no idea what this evening was all about until they sat down in the lounge bar of a local hotel and he explained what he had done. She was still in a state of disbelief when a tall black male walked into the room and Richard got up to meet him.
It took her less than five minutes to down her drink and walk out. The man followed and caught up with her and they began walking together. Jan gave his hand a gentle squeeze. It was warm. “I am sorry,” she said as she stopped at a shelter on the promenade.
“It’s okay,” he told her, “I understand. You had no idea what was happening.” He added as they sat down on the bench together.
“I bet you must have thought that I am racist or something?”
He shook his head as he still clutched her hand, “No. I knew from the outset that you knew little if anything of tonight’s meeting. When I kept asking if I could speak to you first before we actually met your husband kept saying that that you wanted to be surprised.”
Jan laughed, “I was that all right!”
He laughed too.
Jan smiled at him, “You know I have even forgotten your name.”
He pulled his hand away and held it out, “I am Ben.”
She shook it for the second time that evening. The first time she had been in a daze but this time she felt his strength and his warmth. She also noticed the contrast in their skin colours.
“You’ve done this sort of thing before, I take it?”
He smiled and nodded. “A few times.”
“So what drives you in this then?”
“Sex for one thing,” he replied. “I like sex.”
“Do you not have a wife or girlfriend of your own”?
He smiled at her probing.
“I have a few girlfriends,” he told her. “Nothing serious though. The wives I have are other men’s wives.”
“There are a lot like Richard about then?”
“You would be surprised. There are a lot of husbands out there who would like to share their wives,” he told her. “Not all that many that actually get to fulfil their fantasy though.”
“Wives like me holding them back, hey?”
He smiled again. Jan noticed that he had a nice warm smile.
“So what’s so different about having sex with other men’s wives then?”
He grinned, “I think your ears are too delicate to hear that kind of talk?”
She smiled. She was warming to him now.
“I’m not all that innocent, you know?” she responded.
He turned his body slightly so that he was half facing her.
“Well where do I start?” he started to say. “There’s the conquest for a start; getting a white women to cross that barrier of having sex with a black man. There’s also the male dominance thing; black man verses white man. Then there is pleasure in getting a woman to do things with you that she would never do with her husband. It is very pleasurable making a whore out of a married white woman in the privacy of the marital bedroom.”
His answer stunned her. She found herself gazing into his eyes as she adjusted her body position so that she was also half turned to face him. She could feel the dominance in him. He came across as self assured and confident. Jan felt a twinge of fear inside her. This man could be a threat; not in an evil sort of way, but in a way that would lead you to places that you would never dream of venturing.
“So,” he suddenly said looking down at the now exposed flesh of legs under her coat, “is this thank you but goodbye or is there a maybe lurking in the distance somewhere?”
Jan smiled and looked away as he put her on the spot.
“I...I’ve never done anything like this before,” she told him, “never even considered it actually.”
He reached and took her hands in his. “I can see that Jan,” he replied, “but is there a chance that you might like to do it?”
She blushed. “I...I...”
“I know,” he interrupted, “I am putting you on the spot but I would like to fuck you.”
Jan blushed again and giggled.
“You’re the one that’s in control here you know,” he told her as he gently squeezed her hands. “You’re the only one here who knows if sex is going to happen. As much as I want it and Richard, for that matter, only you know if it will happen or not.”
“I...I’m not going to say...”
“But is there a chance, even a slim one?” he said as he clasped her hands.
She looked up and smiled at him briefly. It was almost as if he was begging her for sex. No one had ever done this before. Yes, men had asked her for sex before in the past; Richard often did now, but this was different.
“You know, the life of a Cuckoldress can be lots of fun,” he said. “Having that freedom to have sex whenever and with whoever you want to can be very rewarding.”
“But I’m not that sort of girl.”
“Maybe not now,” he replied. “But you have a problem to face. Richard is a cuckold. He may not be one physically but he has a cuckold’s mentality. It’s engrained in him. He will never change; believe me I have known lots of them. I know Richard quite well already; I know how he ticks.”
“You know him better than me then.”
His hand alighted on her knee. Albeit over the woollen coat that she had now pulled over to cover her legs, but all the same he was touching her body.
“I would like to fuck you Jan Dempsey. Not just tonight or even for just one night, I’m not really into one night stands,” he told her. “I want to fuck you regularly and often.”
She found herself looking at his groin. She found herself looking at the bulge that was forming. She turned away.
“So?”
She looked into his eyes. He was pleading again. “I can’t say just now.”
He leant forward and planted a quick but soft kiss on her lips. It took her by surprise. “That’s okay, you take your time. I can wait.”
Jan suddenly found herself kissing him back. Equally as quick and as soft but kissing him all the same. “Thank you,” she said.
“No need to thank me,” he told her. “When I sit at your kitchen table the next morning having a coffee with you both I want each one of us to feel satisfied and content with what had taken place the night before. It would give me no pleasure at all to find that you felt used and dirty.”
Jan thanked him again with a kiss just as Richard appeared crossing the road. “You make it all sound so civilised,” she said ignoring Richard’s approach. “Husband, wife and lover sharing a pot of coffee next morning.”
“It can be,” he replied, “it should be civilised as long as all parties are happy.”
Richard looked nervously at them as they sat there holding each other’s hands. “What’s happening?”
Jan looked up at him. “Ben wants to know if I will let him fuck me and I am thinking about it.”
Richard was taken aback by her reply. “I...I thought that tonight was a get to know one another thingy.”
“It is,” Jan snapped. “Ben wants to get to know if I will fuck him and I am thinking about getting to know if he fucks well.”
Richard gasped at her language and tone.
Ben smiled. “I guess it’s time for me to depart and let you guys discuss things and maybe get back to me.”
Jan stood up with him. “Have you come far?”
“I live about an hour’s drive from here.”
Jan reached for his hand once more. “You must stay with us,” she told him. “You can sleep in the spare room. Richard can sleep on the sofa.”
“You guys need to talk,” he told her. “Besides, when I sleep at a couple’s home I share the marital bed with the wife and it’s the husband who sleeps in the spare room!”
Jan looked at him. “Okay then, you can share the bed with me and Richard will sleep in the spare room,” she blurted out. “But it will be just for sleep.”
Ben’s face lit up with a smile.
“B...b...”
“Ben’s sharing the marital bed with me,” Jan interrupted. “You are sleeping in the spare room.”
Richard was still trying to speak as Jan took Ben’s hand and began to walk back towards the hotel.
“I’ll go with Ben and show him the way. See you back there.”
Richard watched them walk away in stunned silence.
It was not her fault really. It was her husband Richard who was at fault. His obsession with sharing her with another male had brought all this about. He had misunderstood her participation in their bedroom fantasy. He thought she had been serious about doing it. He had really believed that if he found a suitable male for her that she would make his fantasy a reality. Richard was very mistaken. It was one thing to fantasize about such things in the bedroom but the reality of it was often quite different.
As much as Jan liked sex she was not prepared to share her body with just any man; especially some stranger from the internet. Jan took her marriage vows seriously. It had come as a complete shock to find that Richard had actually found someone to share her with. She thought that this was supposed to be a night out for just the two of them. She had even let him buy her some sexy lingerie for the occasion; not only that, she had allowed him to help her bathe and dress. She had also allowed him to shave all her pubic hair off. She literally had no idea what this evening was all about until they sat down in the lounge bar of a local hotel and he explained what he had done. She was still in a state of disbelief when a tall black male walked into the room and Richard got up to meet him.
It took her less than five minutes to down her drink and walk out. The man followed and caught up with her and they began walking together. Jan gave his hand a gentle squeeze. It was warm. “I am sorry,” she said as she stopped at a shelter on the promenade.
“It’s okay,” he told her, “I understand. You had no idea what was happening.” He added as they sat down on the bench together.
“I bet you must have thought that I am racist or something?”
He shook his head as he still clutched her hand, “No. I knew from the outset that you knew little if anything of tonight’s meeting. When I kept asking if I could speak to you first before we actually met your husband kept saying that that you wanted to be surprised.”
Jan laughed, “I was that all right!”
He laughed too.
Jan smiled at him, “You know I have even forgotten your name.”
He pulled his hand away and held it out, “I am Ben.”
She shook it for the second time that evening. The first time she had been in a daze but this time she felt his strength and his warmth. She also noticed the contrast in their skin colours.
“You’ve done this sort of thing before, I take it?”
He smiled and nodded. “A few times.”
“So what drives you in this then?”
“Sex for one thing,” he replied. “I like sex.”
“Do you not have a wife or girlfriend of your own”?
He smiled at her probing.
“I have a few girlfriends,” he told her. “Nothing serious though. The wives I have are other men’s wives.”
“There are a lot like Richard about then?”
“You would be surprised. There are a lot of husbands out there who would like to share their wives,” he told her. “Not all that many that actually get to fulfil their fantasy though.”
“Wives like me holding them back, hey?”
He smiled again. Jan noticed that he had a nice warm smile.
“So what’s so different about having sex with other men’s wives then?”
He grinned, “I think your ears are too delicate to hear that kind of talk?”
She smiled. She was warming to him now.
“I’m not all that innocent, you know?” she responded.
He turned his body slightly so that he was half facing her.
“Well where do I start?” he started to say. “There’s the conquest for a start; getting a white women to cross that barrier of having sex with a black man. There’s also the male dominance thing; black man verses white man. Then there is pleasure in getting a woman to do things with you that she would never do with her husband. It is very pleasurable making a whore out of a married white woman in the privacy of the marital bedroom.”
His answer stunned her. She found herself gazing into his eyes as she adjusted her body position so that she was also half turned to face him. She could feel the dominance in him. He came across as self assured and confident. Jan felt a twinge of fear inside her. This man could be a threat; not in an evil sort of way, but in a way that would lead you to places that you would never dream of venturing.
“So,” he suddenly said looking down at the now exposed flesh of legs under her coat, “is this thank you but goodbye or is there a maybe lurking in the distance somewhere?”
Jan smiled and looked away as he put her on the spot.
“I...I’ve never done anything like this before,” she told him, “never even considered it actually.”
He reached and took her hands in his. “I can see that Jan,” he replied, “but is there a chance that you might like to do it?”
She blushed. “I...I...”
“I know,” he interrupted, “I am putting you on the spot but I would like to fuck you.”
Jan blushed again and giggled.
“You’re the one that’s in control here you know,” he told her as he gently squeezed her hands. “You’re the only one here who knows if sex is going to happen. As much as I want it and Richard, for that matter, only you know if it will happen or not.”
“I...I’m not going to say...”
“But is there a chance, even a slim one?” he said as he clasped her hands.
She looked up and smiled at him briefly. It was almost as if he was begging her for sex. No one had ever done this before. Yes, men had asked her for sex before in the past; Richard often did now, but this was different.
“You know, the life of a Cuckoldress can be lots of fun,” he said. “Having that freedom to have sex whenever and with whoever you want to can be very rewarding.”
“But I’m not that sort of girl.”
“Maybe not now,” he replied. “But you have a problem to face. Richard is a cuckold. He may not be one physically but he has a cuckold’s mentality. It’s engrained in him. He will never change; believe me I have known lots of them. I know Richard quite well already; I know how he ticks.”
“You know him better than me then.”
His hand alighted on her knee. Albeit over the woollen coat that she had now pulled over to cover her legs, but all the same he was touching her body.
“I would like to fuck you Jan Dempsey. Not just tonight or even for just one night, I’m not really into one night stands,” he told her. “I want to fuck you regularly and often.”
She found herself looking at his groin. She found herself looking at the bulge that was forming. She turned away.
“So?”
She looked into his eyes. He was pleading again. “I can’t say just now.”
He leant forward and planted a quick but soft kiss on her lips. It took her by surprise. “That’s okay, you take your time. I can wait.”
Jan suddenly found herself kissing him back. Equally as quick and as soft but kissing him all the same. “Thank you,” she said.
“No need to thank me,” he told her. “When I sit at your kitchen table the next morning having a coffee with you both I want each one of us to feel satisfied and content with what had taken place the night before. It would give me no pleasure at all to find that you felt used and dirty.”
Jan thanked him again with a kiss just as Richard appeared crossing the road. “You make it all sound so civilised,” she said ignoring Richard’s approach. “Husband, wife and lover sharing a pot of coffee next morning.”
“It can be,” he replied, “it should be civilised as long as all parties are happy.”
Richard looked nervously at them as they sat there holding each other’s hands. “What’s happening?”
Jan looked up at him. “Ben wants to know if I will let him fuck me and I am thinking about it.”
Richard was taken aback by her reply. “I...I thought that tonight was a get to know one another thingy.”
“It is,” Jan snapped. “Ben wants to get to know if I will fuck him and I am thinking about getting to know if he fucks well.”
Richard gasped at her language and tone.
Ben smiled. “I guess it’s time for me to depart and let you guys discuss things and maybe get back to me.”
Jan stood up with him. “Have you come far?”
“I live about an hour’s drive from here.”
Jan reached for his hand once more. “You must stay with us,” she told him. “You can sleep in the spare room. Richard can sleep on the sofa.”
“You guys need to talk,” he told her. “Besides, when I sleep at a couple’s home I share the marital bed with the wife and it’s the husband who sleeps in the spare room!”
Jan looked at him. “Okay then, you can share the bed with me and Richard will sleep in the spare room,” she blurted out. “But it will be just for sleep.”
Ben’s face lit up with a smile.
“B...b...”
“Ben’s sharing the marital bed with me,” Jan interrupted. “You are sleeping in the spare room.”
Richard was still trying to speak as Jan took Ben’s hand and began to walk back towards the hotel.
“I’ll go with Ben and show him the way. See you back there.”
Richard watched them walk away in stunned silence.
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