I'm a married man named Jim and I have a secret. Since the time I was a teenager I have always had a thing for watching interracial sex between a black man and a white woman. I was so aroused the first time I saw a picture of a black man fucking a white woman that I masturbated to it all night. I became totally addicted to watching interracial pornography.
Over the years I have tried to break the habit but no matter how determined I was I kept going back to interracial porno. Sometimes all I would have to do is see a beautiful woman and I would start imagining how sexy it would look to see a black man fucking her.
At age 24 I became married to a attractive woman named Anna who was 22 years old. I enjoyed a healthy sex life and for a long while it seemed my interest in interracial had faded away. Anna was a sexy petite brunette. I was over a foot taller then her which she always loved. She had a sexy tan body with gorgeous curves, breasts and delicious legs. She wore her hair to around her shoulders. Anna was a sharp dresser too, always getting compliments on how good she looked. She never looked anything less then perfect.
Then one day, who knows how it came up, my wife Anna told me in a conversation that years ago a black man had once tried to hit on her. I listened with growing arousal to her story about a black man where she once worked would try to flatter her and would look at her with what she described as hungry eyes. People where she worked would joke with her that "oh there goes your husband" and she said she would get mad at them. Her voice told me another story, however; she was flattered and excited by the advances of the black guy. My penis started to get erect on its own accord as she talked about how this black guy would stop in the hall to look her up and down and jokingly call her "his wife". It seemed to me even though she refused his advances that she still enjoyed it. She was almost giggling as she told the story. Images of my wife in the arms of a black man began to creep into my mind.
That night I had an erotic dream. In my dream Anna accepted instead of rejecting the advances of the black man where she used to work. After work she would take the black man home, throw her arms around him and lock lips with him in intimate kisses. Anna would let the black man explore her body with his hands and take off her clothes for him. I dreamed of her surrendering her body for the black man to make pleasure with. My dream was a chaos of her body tangled in heated passion with the body of a black man.
After that I began a slow slide back into watching interracial pornography. I secretly bought a lot of dvd's, books and magazines. I basically collected and hid anything that had something to do with interracial sex including clippings of celebrity women dating black men. Sometimes I masturbated so much that I had trouble performing sexually in bed. That's when I started to picture my wife fucking a black man while we had sex. I would get an instant erection thinking about my wife with a black man. After awhile I couldn't get an erection at all by my wife unless I thought about her having interracial sex.
A couple more years went by and I began to get sloppy about hiding my addiction. I would leave interracial books where they could be seen or leave a interracial video in the VCR. I had been lucky none of this had been spotted but eventually I slipped up. One night I watched interracial sex DVD's and then left them on my table. My wife is always up in the morning before I am and spotted the dvd's on my table. I was caught.
Finding the interracial DVD's came as a big shock to my wife and for awhile she wouldn't talk to me. It took a lot of buttering up and talking before she came around. Anna asked what all the dvd's she found were about and I came clean about my addiction to interracial porn. It felt very liberating to finally tell her about this secret side of my life but I didn't know how she would take it.
Anna took it pretty well and said it was ok if I wanted to watch them. After talking with her it seemed like she was more concerned if I was cheating on her. She asked if I thought she was sexy and I assured her I thought she was the sexiest woman I knew, which is truly how I felt. Satisfied that I wasn't having an affair she seemed content enough for us to carry on as we had but I couldn't shake the "weird" feeling that things were different. She looked at me differently now, in a pitying way which I didn't like. After awhile it seemed to fade away back to normal.
Occasionally my wife had very horny moods when she liked to be sexy. One night, in a especially horny mood, she asked if I wanted to watch one of the interracial dvd's with her instead of by myself. I was stunned. I was at a crossroads now. Watching an interracial dvd with my wife seemed the most arousing thing in the world and at the same time the scariest. What would happen to my marriage if my wife and I started watching black men with their strong bodies and big cocks fucking sexy white women? Lust got the better of me and I agreed to watch the dvd with her.
That night my wife and I cuddled on the sofa while watching hot interracial sex on the television. My wife was riveted by what she saw.
"Oh my gosh," she would exclaim as she watched a big black dick plunge into a white woman's waiting cunt. "That's a really big penis, she must really be a slut."
"Is that a real penis? Are they really that big?" She would ask while we watched the interracial action.
At one point my wife, who was really getting turned on by the sex scenes, screamed with delight as she saw a black porn star whip out his enormous cock from his pants.
"Oh that is nasty," she would say as she took my hand and directed it to rub her own cunt.
Sometimes she would pulsate her pussy in tandem with the sex scene as a black man humped a moaning white woman. Needless to say I was harder then I ever had been before. I found myself adding my own comments in spite of myself.
"Do you like the action, baby?" I would ask.
"Oh yes its really sexy," Anna would respond back. "It makes me really horny."
Finally she had enough and started kissing me all over. My wife was a hot bitch in heat and I was the closest hard cock around. We didn't even bother to go to the bedroom we fucked right there in the living room where the television was. My wife had multiple orgasms, something I hadn't been able to give her since after we got married.
Over the next few weeks my wife and I watched every one of my interracial dvd's, sometimes more then once. We had lots of great sex after each viewing. She began to look at the interracial pictures I collected on the computer and later she agreed for us to sign up to a interracial web site where we could get streaming interracial video action.
It was a great time for me being able to share my interracial addiction but I was quietly troubled. My wife was as hooked as I was now to watching interracial sex and could no longer get aroused unless I mentioned it to her as we made love. All this time though I always tried to separate the sex we watched from our own sex life as much as possible. Not easy I can tell you and ultimately futile.
One night in bed we were talking about pretty white girls having sex with black men. We were kissing and rubbing each other as we built up our arousal for sex and my addiction took over my mouth.
"Oh baby," I started saying between kisses. "You know what would be even better then watching the girls on tv fucking black guys."
"Tell me sweety" she replied as she rubbed her body rhythmically against mine.
"I would love to see you fucking a black man," I said without any ability to stop myself.
"Oooh sweety," she moaned getting even more stimulated.
