Part 1 I am a woman in my mid 40’s. I am reasonably happy in my marriage to Phil who is nearly 10 years older than me. I have three children from a previous marriage, all of which are now young adults and have left the nest. Phil had always wanted to see me with another guy. Every time we had sex and we were talking dirty the conversation would always lead to talk of another man being with us in our marital bed. I have to say that I often thought about it myself – but only once in the throws of passion of course! One night we were chatting and Phil suggested I went upstairs and got changed into something slutty. I knew this meant I would be getting a good fucking when I came downstairs, and I was feeling pretty horny and so I popped upstairs. Phil always liked my make up to be very slutty with dark eyes and lots of blusher and red glossy lips. I always felt a bit stupid, as I normally wear quite bland make up for day to day. I did feel a slut though. I wore a white pvc blouse (Phil loves me in PVC) a black PVC miniskirt and black stockings and heels. I checked my self in the mirror and although I thought I looked dreadful, I knew Phil would be more than happy with my look. I knew he was on line and chatting to other people on a sex site whilst I was upstairs. He had always asked me to go on web cam, but because of the fear of getting found out, I couldn’t ever push myself to do it. I came down the stairs and into the front room. He was sat in his boxer shorts and I lay across him and gave him a tongue kiss (so it didn’t smudge my lips!}. He grabbed my tits hard, and called me a slut. I liked this kind of talk when I was made up and dressed like this. “Look at you, you fucking whore!” He smiled. He was right. I felt like a whore. Part 2 His hands were all over me; in my knickers feeling my really wet juicy pussy and in my bra squeezing my tits. “I haven’t got enough hands for you- we need help!” He was starting early in his quest to see me with others. I went down on him and took his hard cock in my mouth. He did the usual of taking some photos and then he lifted his legs up for me to lick his arse. I did this with pleasure as I really enjoy the demeaning aspect of rimming, and Phil always complains I don’t do it enough! He stood up and turned me around and immediately started fucking me hard from behind. I was gushing everywhere. I really do gush when I’m turned on and I was on heat by now. He had me kneel on the edge of the settee with my face on the top of the settee back. I felt the warm squidge of the lube going in my arse. I really like anal sex, but it has to be well lubed! Phil chose a medium sized dildo for my arse. The familiar burning sensation flooded my body as he pushed the toy deep in my dark hole. This was soon replaced by a bigger one, and I could tell it was my 9” black one. This felt gorgeous even though it is very hard and not very forgiving. He fucked me with this for a few minutes before climbing on me himself and entering my now well gaped arse hole. The dildo, which was fresh out of my arse was presented to my face and I licked the tip of it, before I really started to give it a blow job. I was getting into a rhythm on it as he fucked my arse – hard and fast in time with my head bobs. We had seen lots of porn and I knew what to do and what would turn us both on. He asked me if I’d like a cock as big as that in my mouth and I had to be honest with him and say yes. At this point in time I would have loved to have had another man present. Part 3 Phil turned me around on the settee and put my legs over his shoulders. He was fucking my arse and calling me a slag a whore and a cunt. He spat at my tits and I loved this. He kept making me suck on the black dildo and kept asking me if I wanted the black cock for real. Of course I did! I was literally squishing everywhere. I was fingering my self as he arse fucked me and I was simultaneously sucking on the big black latex cock. I knew I was close. My body began to shake as I exploded in a huge orgasm. At the same time Phil withdrew from my arse, and made his way up my body to cum over my face. His first shot of cum splashed over the end of the dildo and I lapped at it as if it was the black cock’s cum I was savouring. I put my lips around it’s shaft as phil continued to empty himself over my cheeks as I sucked on the lovely thick toy. We collapsed on the settee. It was soaking with my gushing mess and we did the clean up. Part 4 The next day Phil text me and said do you want another man to be at home for you when you get in from work? ‘Who? Is it, what does he look like’ I texted him back. He told me it didn’t matter, It was the cock that I should be interested in and who or what he looked like was completely unimportant. He just wanted my go ahead to arrange the other man. I told him (and I was shaking when I texted this) that yes, I was happy for him to share me with someone at last. I also was honest and told him that I’d prefer to be able to dress up and maybe have a drink first. He said that was great and he would arrange it. I couldn’t concentrate on my work during the afternoon, thinking about what was going to happen. I was so very excited. When I got in from work Phil had bought me some bottles of my favourite fruity cider and opened one for me on my entrance. We sat at the kitchen table and both had a drink. Phil smoked a cigarette and told me that we were going to visit a blokes house, who actually only lived about half a mile away. I asked to see the guys picture but Phil refused, saying it didn’t matter. This was his fantasy, and as long as he was happy with the guys appearance then that should suffice. I tended to disagree, saying the ‘It is my body though’ but my claims fell on deaf ears. ‘ Maybe you should wear a blindfold’ he joked. This idea actually appealed to me. Getting fucked and not knowing who was doing it had a certain appeal, but it wasn’t something I envisaged for my first three way. ‘Ok – how old is he?’ I asked. ‘He is legal and he’s not a pensioner’ was his vague reply. At least that was a relief as Phil had a real thing about watching porn with really old men in it, often with teenage girls. I thought this was a bit sick myself and very old men had never appealed to me. Phil made it quite clear that he was not going to give me any more info about who it was, and he just wanted to know if it was going to happen as he needed to let the guy know. I paused for a second and just said ‘yes!’ We had a few more drinks and I went up to get showered and changed. Part 4 Once again my make up was like a common tart, and this time I even applied some bright red ‘glitter gloss’. I also wore a shiny bright red satin blouse and a black satin, extremely tight pencil skirt with sheer black stockings and suspenders, preferring this to the PVC. To finish the look off I wore my skin tight elasticated black PVC knee boots with block heels. When I stood in front of the mirror I could see my suspender clips quite clearly through the thin satin skirt. I knew Phil would like this. My God! I felt so cheap. I really did look like a whore. I came down the stairs and Phil said I looked terrific. He had been texting the guy and all was set. Phil quickly went up stairs and showered and changed. Within 5 minutes he was back, and he came down with my black pvc bomber jacket he wanted me to wear. I went to get the car keys from the kitchen but Phil said we were walking. He wanted me to walk through town dressed like this? I must have been mad. On leaving the house Phil stopped and offered me a cigarette, I hadn’t smoked for nearly 5 years, but I know Phil really missed me smoking, and it did certainly finish the look off. He lit the cigarette and I carried on walking with him – linking him with my left arm and smoking with my right. I really did feel like a cheap tart, but the few ciders I had had prior to leaving were boosting my confidence. Phil pointed out that the cars were slowing down in both directions as we walked down the busy main road. I hadn’t noticed, but giving it a closer look I could see they were. All the male drivers were peering in the dark night to see this slut walking the streets. We got to a street corner and a Phil told me to pose like a street girl. This I did – emphasising the cigarette and pushing my cleavage out with my hand on my hip. I know that if a car had stopped Phil would have had me peer in the open window and bargain a price for my services. (I am also pretty sure he would let me carry out the job!). Anyway, no cars stopped, but more slowed down as Phil was taking the many photos on his phone. We carried on walking and soon Phil stopped us, and said that we were at the guys house. Part 5 It was a typical terraced house from the 50s, with a short path. The house and garden looked well maintained, which was reassuring as to the type of guy we were going to see. Phil sent a text and in quick response I heard and saw the front door to the property click open. I did not see who had opened it. My heart was absolutely racing as we stepped over th3 threshold into this strangers home. The house smelt clean and was very tidy and nicely decorated. Phil went in the front room and I felt so stupid stood there in the hallway on my own. Luckily he wasn’t long at all and he came back out with a smile on his face. He took my coat and bag off my shoulder and asked me to walk in and sit next to the guy on the sofa directly opposite the door. Phil would be sitting on an easy chair that was positioned at 45 degrees, but facing ‘our’ sofa. I was so nervous, but extremely excited as I followed Phil into the front room. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that in a matter of minutes I would be having sex with someone other than Phil. The room was quite dimly lit. It was very tasteful and extremely warming. As Phil stood to one side he extended his hand as to gesture and said “Jenny – This is Jezz”. I just couldn’t believe it. Jezz was an extremely athletic, black guy, standing about 6’ tall but he was only about my sons age! At the very oldest I would but him at 23 and the youngest 19. My youngest son was 21 and my youngest daughter 20. I extended my hand and Jezz held my hand and kissed my cheek and sImply said “welcome”. “How does she look Jezz?” Phil asked. “Perfect” was his reply. We both sat down and immediately got the sense that this was not going to be one of those social biased meets. No offer of coffee or any drink, no idle chit chat. Jezz’s hand was on my thigh and he pulled me towards him and for the first time in my life I kissed a black man. His kiss was soft and obviously he had the most amazing full lips. I noticed that he was wearing a casual sweatshirt and tracksuit bottoms. As we kissed I couldn’t help but run my hands over his huge biceps and his ‘ironing board’ abs. He was simply an Adonis compared to poor old Phil who was sat watching! I have to say though, as nice and pleasant as the the opening few minutes were; they weren’t going to last. Phil asked me to stand up, and I looked at Jezz who said “Go on Slutty Jenny”. I saw him look across to Phil for some kind of approval and Phil nodded as he Jezz continued “You come here to please me?” I didn’t respond, but looked at Phil. “Well?” He was now strict in his voice “have you?”. I felt so stupid in referring to this young lad as someone who I had come fir sex with - but it was true. I had come to that house and have sex with whoever it was that had been arranged for me. I actually thought it was going to be a very old man but instead I had this gorgeous black hunky lad! I felt that I should feel privileged. Part 6 “Yes, I’m here to please you and Phil” I replied. “You will please Phil by pleasing me!” He laughed. He was right. Phil would simply be loving this. I stood in front of him, and his hands were slowly running up and down my thighs, across my stocking tops, over the suspender clips and back down again. He hitched my tight skirt up, exposing my suspenders and my black satin panties. “Bend over!” He asked. I did as he said. I faced Phil and smiled as I felt those strong hands go into my knickers from behind. I have to admit I was soaking wet as his hands caressed my wet folds of pussy lips. He now had two hands on my buttocks and was opening me up. I felt his young warm tongue lap at my arse as he fingered my now literally soaking pussy. He lightly tapped my bum and said “you are so good” before he sat up on the sofa. At this point he removed his top and - oh my! Did he have a body! It was like looking at one I’d those boxers you see on the TV. He had an incredible body. He lay back on the sofa and I lay next to him with my arm across him almost like I would with Phil! I couldn’t keep my hands off his chest and abs. I kissed his lips again and I felt my hand almost uncontrollably going from his chest, down to his abs and downwards to his crotch. I looked down and honestly, I just could not believe the sight in front of my eyes. The bulge in his tracksuit bottoms was like nothing else I have ever seen before. We have seen lots of b/w porn and lots of big black cocks on our various tablets etc, but I had never seen a bulge like this. I let my hand touch the bulge. It was absolutely rock hard and I know I keep saying it, but it was so bloody big! I was teasing him a little now, and I had my hand around his really thick shaft, but over his tracksuit. I let the palm of my hand rub on the top of his huge manhood, forcing against the hardness, and it felt amazing. I was so wet as we kissed and I continued to rub his hardness over his tracksuit bottoms. I moved slowly down his gorgeous dark body and with two hands I pulled the bottoms over the top of his cock and pulled them down to below his knees. He released them allowing me to sit on the floor between his legs. Part 7 I just had to sit and admire the enormity of what I was faced with. His cock really was the size of a Pringle tin. I took hold of the monster and my hand just could not get anywhere near around it. I put two hands on it one on top of the other (to measure its length) , and again, there was space at the top for his huge, fat, dark brown bell end. I looked over at Phil who smiled just before I lowered my head and licked across the top of his huge brown plum. I say plum, but in his case it was more like an apple! I have heard stories about black cocks tasting different to white ones. This is not the case, but going back to what I said previously this cock was just the biggest thing I have seen in my life. I lapped at his bell end and he twitched. I then circled the gorgeous dark bulbous knob with my hot wet tongue. He lay back and sighed as I enveloped his huge bell into my mouth. Just his bell end filled my mouth. I struggled to get my lips past his wonderfully dark fore skin. I sucked and noisily slurped on his oh so powerful black rod. He grabbed at my nipples as I did so, and looking down it was amazing to see his very dark hands on my lily white boobs. I have never thought of that as being erotic before, but to see it first hand was really something special. I now concentrated on his shaft and started to lick along its length. Up and down I went, leaving a trail of saliva as I did so. Phil was now sat upright and leaning forward to watch me enjoying this young black cock. I once again moved my mouth to the top of his erection and tried to take more of him in my throat. I felt his strong hands on the top of my head and I heard him say “go on lady” as he forced my head past his foreskin. With a gag I managed it and even though my eyes were watering I was very proud that I’d managed such a fete. He moved my head up and down now: repeatedly up and over his foreskin. Saliva poured from my mouth and my nose as I struggled with its huge size. My hand around the girth looked so tiny as I held him in place as I concentrated on giving him as good a mouth job as I could. Part 8 This seemed to go on for a while, but I was not bored. I don’t think anybody would tire of sucking such a wonderful looking cock, even though I do think the owner of it was a little young. He stopped me sucking him and gestured for me to get back on the sofa with him. My lipstick and gloss were now completely smeared over his black shaft, giving his dark rod a lovely shimmery sheen of bright red gloss with a touch of glitter. He manoeuvred me around so I was now lay on his sofa. I was almost horizontal with my legs off the front. He took up position between my legs and started to perform oral sex on me. As I have said, this was the first time I had been taken by black, and so I didn’t know what to expect orally. I have to say, for such a young lad he knew exactly what he was doing, and knew how to float my boat. I was gushing absolutely everywhere as he both licked and fingered me at the same time. I felt the tip of one of fingers rubbing on the bud of my arse, and I squatted down on his rigid finger; welcoming his presence inside my anal tract. As I was now slowly sliding up and down in his long black finger, I knew Phil would move to watch a close up. He always did the same whenever I was Dildoing myself anally. He was obsessed by seeing anything entering my arse, and he certainly wasn’t going to miss this young black mans finger doing the same. As predicted Phil stood up and bent over to get a better view. I looked back and winked at him as if to say that everything is just fine, as I really did arse fuck the black finger. He now inserted two of his strong black rigid fingers in me. My body was excreting so much fluid he knew it was giving him approval to do carte Blanche whatever he wanted. That’s exactly how my head felt too. I was up for anything. I have never been so sexually charged in my life. His fingers were withdrawn and immediately offered to my mouth to suck. This would normally make me puke, but in this instance I knew it was the right thing to do. “You fucking slut” he said, “You fucking white slag”. I nearly orgasmed in my panties as soon as he said those so fitting words. I looked at him intently as I wrapped my lips around his sodden fingers and started to slurp my arse juices off his long brown fingers. He turned me back into position on the sofa with my arse pointing at him. I felt his hardness rubbing on my soaking wet pussy and then felt him entering me. I am mid 40s and for the first time I had a negro inside me. It felt absolutely wonderful too, and also it felt amazingly big and hard. He held both my hips as he pumped his black rod into me. Phil manoeuvred around so he could see me taking him in close up. I could see Phil was now wanking himself as this black lad took his wife to new levels of sexual high. He turned me over and put my legs over his strong black shoulders, and once again he entered me. He had so much stamina, and his cock never changed from its rock hard state. Part 9 I looked down and saw his huge black rod was glazed in my fanny sex juice. His cock looked so fat, I couldn’t believe its girth. He slowed down his thrusts and then slowly withdrew. He looked at me with a devilish grin as I felt him rubbing his huge bell end on the entrance to my arse. I have a pretty tight arse hole saying how much abuse it gets and I was just not ready for his cock up there yet…... He had other ideas. I felt what can only be described as a battering ram rubbing against my arse hole. As he pushed hard there was no give or flex – it remained absolutely solid. He held my right buttock open with his left hand and held his cock with his right. He pushed so hard and my arse felt like it was on fire as he pushed his bell end into me. I grimaced as he entered me. I didn’t know how much was inside me but it felt like I was taking a huge iron rod inside me. I helped him by placing my hands under each buttock, and opening myself up for him. I was totally accepting his anal craving. I wanted it just as much as he obviously did. My mouth opened wide – this is a natural reaction to having something so big pushed inside you. My open mouth was soon being utilised when I saw Phil’s cock appear in my line of sight and he pushed his hard (but tiny cock in comparison) into my mouth. Jezz was now working his way into me. Every thrust he covered new ground in my dark alternative love tube. I was completely beyond caring as he pounded my very tight hole. My arse hole burning sensation did not cease as he continued to use me. Phil was holding my head and fucking my mouth and throat. I felt completely and utterly used as they filled up my holes. Jess’s head was close to mine as he pumped himself into me. His face moved closer and I thought he wanted to kiss me but my mouth was full of Phil’s cock. I just could not believe what happened next. Part 9 Phil removed his cock from my mouth and I then thought that Jezz was going to kiss me. I was so shocked to see his mouth open and Phil put his hard cock into his thick full lips. I looked up at Phil and his eyes were closed as he was loving his cock being in this young black mans mouth. I had a perfect view as it right in front of my face. The contrast of white cock in that gorgeous dark brown mouth was so sexy. This was the first time I had seen my husband engage in any bisexual behaviour. It didn’t really shock me too much as he was a real deviant! I actually loved this sexy bisexual interaction that I was witnessing. Jezz had no issue with taking Phil down to his girth. It was really sexy to see this. In the meantime Jezz continued to use my arse, his thrusts were now slower as he was concentrating on filling my arse. Phil withdrew his cock from Jezz’s mouth and the inevitable happened in that Jezz and I started to share his cock. It was lovely for me to be sucking on one half of Phil’s Bell end and for the other half of it to be in this young black man’s mouth. At one point our mouths touched at the end of his cock and we embraced in a sexy French kiss whilst we both had our hands on Phil’s cock. I now had other plans, and I’m pretty sure the other two did too. Jezz withdrew himself from my arse and we swapped positions, pretty much with out any dialogue. Again, as he moved positions his cock looked absolutely huge as it hung between his gorgeous muscle racked brown legs. He lay back on the Sofa and took hold of his enormous cock. “Who is first?” He questioned. Part 10 He quickly got his reply when Phil dropped to his knees and took hold of the huge brown cock. I couldn’t believe it – watching my husband sucking and slurping on this absolutely huge big black cock. He looked like an expert as he ran his tongue up and down the lengthy thick shaft. I joined him by getting to my knees “Oi greedy!” I joked as I took hold of it myself. Both our hands were on his cock; mine at the girth and Phil’s on the top end of his rod. There was still so much of his cock left! That gives you an indication to its size. Phil moved his head away and offered me his cock to my lips once more. Again I struggled to take his now musky tasting bell end into my mouth but I managed it. Phil was again licking at Jezz’s shaft as I was head bobbing on the juicy fat brown bell end. It was just amazing to be involved with this gorgeous young black hung stud, and seeing my husband having so much fun as well was very rewarding. Phil told Jezz to get up on the sofa and face away. I thought I was going to see Phil fuck him but instead Phil told me to “get to work on his arse”. I opened up the black buttocks and I heard Jezz moan with delight as my tongue went inside him. I don’t often rim Phil (not as much as he would like!) but this young black hunk was an exception. He obviously loved the attention I was affording him on his lovely black hole and Phil continued his bisexual traits by licking greedily at Jezz’s big heavy hanging balls I joined Phil and we were both licking at Jezz’s balls and I was wanking his huge cock which was hanging down for us. “I’m going to cum!” Exclaimed Jezz. Part 11 He instantly turned around and had his cock out directly in front of both Phil and my faces. “Give it her!” Phil shouted and Jezz just pivoted around and so his cock was now pointing at my face. He only needed a few strokes to start the black cum gun shooting. The first shot went straight down back of my throat and the subsequent chucks went all over my face. Phil kept his face away but had watched closely as I had taken the load in my mouth and on my face. I couldn’t believe it when I was joined by Jezz on my knees and Phil began to wank at our faces. Jezz turned to me and took a long lick on my left cheek. He was licking up his own spunk! How sexy! He turned to me and extended his tongue which was now fully loaded with his used cum. I enveloped my lips around his tongue and sucked the cum noisily off him. This sent Phil into spasms, and his cum was soon oozing over our faces. Phil got to his knees as all three of us French kissed each other – all of us lapping at the hot fresh spunk. I was playing with my clit as we did this and soon I felt myself tremor as I gushed all over the laminate flooring. We all pretty much collapsed and then we went through the awkward period of tidying up. I was so sexually satisfied and I had ticked so many sexual boxes it was untrue. On the walk home Phil told me that Jezz was actually only 18. I was so embarrassed, but at the same time I still felt wonderful to have experienced the wonderful interracial sex I just had. The age difference meant nothing. I wouldn’t have swapped places with anyone.