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I was with one of my office partners having lunch together.
Barry was a handsome black guy and that day at the restaurant a nice waitress was flirting with him…
Since he was still single, I asked him if he was lucky with girls.
Barry smiled, saying all white women were attracted to black men.
I said that some white women would never be attracted to a black guy, especially if it meant cheating on their husbands…

Barry picked up the gauntlet, saying he would bet me a hundred- dollar bill that he could fuck any woman I picked for him…
I said I would win; so I took out my wallet and showed him my sexy wife’s picture. Anita was just in her late thirties and she looked hot.
Barry looked at the picture and raised his eyebrows in surprise, asking if she was my own wife.
I told him that Anita would assist with me to the annual office party on next week; so he could meet her there...
He asked me if I was sure that was really what I wanted and I just said I was truly sure. I said we should better set a good plan…

I suggested that I would pretend to drink too much during the party and Barry would drive Ana and me back home. He then would leave and then come back, pretending to have a car trouble.
I would pretend that in my condition, I would be passed out; so he could have my sensual Ana all to himself to seduce. I told him that I was pretty sure my wife was the most faithful lady in the world.
But Barry burst in laughter, saying he was always right…

The night of the party, my sweet Ana wore a nice tight black dress that accentuated her sexy curves. It showed a lot of cleavage and had a slit in front that allowed her to display her long sexy legs. Black stockings and high heels completed her very sexy ensemble.

Once we got to the party I introduced Ana to Barry and left them to meet each other as I went for some drinks. As I came back, I could notice that employee and my wife were now acting like old friends.
A while later I went to the bathroom and, when I came back, I found Ana and Barry were dancing together, very close, cheek to cheek.
I also noticed a number of men checking her out as she danced with this black guy. My wife looked so sexy that night…
I saw them dancing closely and sensuously, as my own dick began to get hard and throbbing…
As planned, I pretended to drink a lot and they danced together several times as the night wore on, until after midnight, the party started to break up.

Anita and Barry helped me to get into his car.
I pretended to be passed out as I lay reclined in the back seat.
Barry drove, with my sexy wife sitting by his side.
They made small talk, but I could see Barry’s hand on her thigh…

He asked if she had ever been with a black guy; my wife giggled and replied a bit nervously saying no. But she was lying, since she had a couple of black lovers during some time as we were newlyweds…
But I heard Ana asking him if he had been with a white woman. Barry got serious and he nodded his head, which shocked Anita.
He then added that he loved fucking sexy white women like herself. He told her that he was available, in case Ana would decide to try.
Ana gasped in shock and she said nothing else.

But the black bastard insisted and he took my wife’s little hand and put it on his crotch. I saw her quickly pull her had away saying that he was really huge…
Barry insisted and this time I noticed when he put again his hand on her thigh she let him keep it there, but he did not try to go higher…

When we got to our house, Barry helped me to get out of his car and he carried me upstairs to the marital bed.
I saw him kiss my sensual wife, holding her close and sliding his hand down to squeeze and fondle her firm round buttocks.
Ana pushed him away, saying that it was not right at all…

I heard Barry going downstairs and then the front door was opened.
The black guy left, but, ten minutes later, following our plan, he came back, telling my wife that his car had broken down just a couple blocks away. They both stayed downstairs.
I did not hear anything for a while; so I got up and looked down the dark hall to peer in at them.
They were sitting on the living room couch. I saw Barry was kissing my wife’s neck, while he was fondling her curvy body.

Ana let out a low moan, as he pushed her down on the sofa.
I noticed that she made no attempt to resist now and I knew she probably would be now turned on by that handsome black man.
He pushed the dress up to her waist to run his hands on her body.
But Ana suddenly stood up and got naked in just a couple seconds.
She left just her high heeled sandals on. Barry pulled her and he began sucking on her hard nipples, as she moaned loud in passion.

He slid his dark hand between her thighs, to play with her wet cunt.
My sweet Ana jumped when he penetrated her cunt with his finger.
I could soon know, from her gyrations and loud moans, that she was coming all over his fingers. They kissed again, very hard.

She then dropped to the floor in front of him and gasped as she saw the real size of his massive black cock. But quickly she grabbed the thing between her both hands and began stroking it.
Barry moaned and smiled, begging Ana to suck on his dick. She just opened her soft mouth and took it very deeply.
She was soon sucking and licking him as though possessed…

She bounced her head up and down on that massive rod, until he grabbed her hair and pushed hard with his hips upwards. A second later he filled Ana’s mouth with salty semen and she managed to swallow all. She then licked him clean with her wet tongue.

When she put a finger up Barry’s asshole, his cock jumped to life again, more than ready to fuck her. He then pushed my wife back onto the couch and held her ankles onto his shoulders.
Anita cried out loud in discomfort, as he drove into her and began pounding her little cunt so hard and fast. I saw Ana was soon arching up at him, in an effort to get even more of his big black cock into her stretched pussy lips.
After a long while pumping, Barry finally grunted loud and he dumped another load of his nigger cum inside her sweet cunt.
He collapsed on top of her, both sweating and breathing heavily.

I hurried back to bed, knowing that the bastard had showed his point to me and would not fuck my wife anymore during that night.
A while after, I heard the front door closing again and Ana came back upstairs. After taking a shower, she slipped her sexy naked body inside the fresh bed sheets, beside me.
I decided to keep pretending to be totally passed out yet.

My sweet Ana did not mention the matter during the next morning.
Barry refused my one hundred bill some days after, saying that fucking my sensual wife had been reward enough.
He was sure that my wife had also enjoyed been fucked by a huge black cock…I smiled, but he then added that, now Ana had got a taste to a real black cock, she would want more, for sure…

I asked him if he had anything to say.
Barry laughed, saying he had spoken to Ana a few days ago.
The bastard told my wife that he would be available whenever she needed sex, good black sex he wanted to mean.

I was not surprised when he said that my sweet unfaithful wife wanted him to organize a black gangbang with other friends…

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Nearly everyone has a sexual fantasy that they would love to act on sometime in their life. Unfortunately for some, it never becomes reality. There are many different reasons, ranging from having fear or hesitation, to fantasizing about someone they can’t have, or the situation just never presents itself. This is a story of one such fantasy. Hope you enjoy! It was a Friday evening and I was on my way to meet my usual group of friends. The eight of us had been friends since high school, and we...

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“How do I get myself in these situations?” It’s a question I ask myself a lot. The answer is not complicated and I’m a smart girl. My day job as a transaction coordinator for a mortgage company demands it. It also requires people who are highly responsible and have excellent people skills. Everything that happens in a loan process comes in or goes out through me. There’s a lot at stake. That’s part of what I like about my job. I love being in the middle of transactions or situations where...

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It was a beautiful fall Saturday morning and Sam was out doing what he normally did on the nicer weekend days while he was at college. Well, he was doing what he did if he wasn't at his normal job. He was making his way from place to place, first on Frat row, then touring the local student bars. Hell, no, he wasn't drinking. It was nine in the morning. He was out trying to earn another few dollars to put in his college fund. He stopped his little Ranger pickup in the alley behind the first...

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