My name is Marie and I am a 65 year old married woman living in southern England. I'm 5'4 with short greying red hair and hazel eyes. I take a size 16 dress with ample 38EE breasts. My husband George and are swingers and both enjoy the lifestyle.
George is a retired postman and is 6'2" very fit with now grey hair and a very healthy sex drive. We sometimes meet other partners for sex with the other's approval.
I have a great penchant for hung black males and, although George is not lacking in the trousers department, I find it thrilling to be fucked so royally by hung younger blacks.
One day I was out with one of my black lovers Mike in a local hotel, when my husband called me.
"Hey hun how is it going? Has he fucked you yet?"
"No," I replied, "We are still in the bar."
"Oh that's a shame, thought I may catch you in the act."
"You dirty bastard," I said, "Do you think I would answer if he was fucking me?"
"Suppose not babe."
Mike was listening to the conversation and suggested I tell him to call back in thirty minutes.
I told George and hung up wondering what Mike had in mind. With that we went up to the room. Mike waisted no time in divesting me of my clothes, taking time to excite me by licking and sucking my hardening nipples. I unbuttoned his shirt revealing his lovely toned chest. Moving down I sat on the bed and slowly unbuckled his belt and unzipping his jeans.
His half erect cock sprang out and I was reminded of how he felt fucking me. I took him into my mouth sucking greedily, I heard my phone ring, but we both ignored it.
I was stroking his long hard cock and squeezing his cum filled balls. I was aware my pussy was open and wet as Mike pushed me back onto the bad. He went down on me, his expert tongue finding my hardening clit.
"Fuck!" I exclaimed, "I'd forgotten how good you were at that."
"I've had a bit of practice since we last met," he retorted.
With that he heaved my legs over his shoulders and slide his wonderful length in my wet open pussy.
"This is my cunt from now on," he grunted pushing his cock deeper inside me.
"Yes..yes," I said, it's yours anytime.
Just then my phone rang again but once again we both ignored it.
It wasn't until Mike had just got me positioned nicely on the bed and was teasing my wet cunt with his cock, my phone rang again.
Mike grabbed it and answered, his cock now just at my cunt entrance.
"Hello," he said, "George my man thanks for calling back."
George obviously asked him what was happening and Mike said, "I'm just about to fuck your wife doggy style."
Mike listened while slowly pushing his huge cock inside me.
"Here I will put her on," he said throwing the phone into the bed in front of me.
"I've put George on speaker," said Mike grabbing my hips and thrusting harder inside me.
"Argh yes yes," I cried, "fuck me hard you bastard," knowing George could hear every word.
"He is deep in my cunt George," I cried.
"I know," he replied, "I called on FaceTime and I can see your face."
I grabbed the phone and slid it under my body hoping he could see Mike's huge member stretching me.
I heard George say "Go on fuck her hard she deserves it."
Mike obliged bringing me to a shattering orgasm causing me to squirt.
"Oh my god," I cried.
Mike turned off the phone and we got into bed to rest. Later I returned home to find George already in bed.
He soon woke up when I stripped off and slid in beside him. Feeling his warm body next to me.
He stirred and his hand went immediately down to my cunt.
"My goodness," he said, "you are so open and wet darling."
"let's fuck in the morning then," I said as we both drifted of to a deep sleep.
