Everyone has that one secret sexual fantasy, one that they are dying to have become reality. For most, it will remain a fantasy, either from shame or fear of being laughed at. For the few however, that ultimate fantasy will become reality. Fulfillment of the fantasy if married, is the reward given through trust from your partner. Love is not a requirement of fantasy, however making some form of love usually is. It could be with a total stranger, a friend, a couple, a group, a different ethnicity, same sex, or with or like, a couple of wild animals. Fantasy is only limited to ones own thoughts, whereas reality is real. This is a story about a couple who loved each other deeply, trusted each other completely, and shared their deepest secret with each other.
John and Pam had been married for twenty-four wonderful years and enjoyed a good life together. They had good jobs, he a fireman, she a first grade teacher. Living an upper middle class lifestyle in Pompano Beach, Florida, they were about halfway towards retirement, both in their mid forty's. They had an above average sex life, but there was something missing, something they both deeply desired. Their love and trust for each other was about to change their lives for ever.
John like a lot of white males, had a longing desire to see his wife have sex, with another man, a black man. This is however, most white males worst nightmare. John didn't want just any black male, but a large extremely well hung black male. He had visions of his pretty, sexy wife, having unbelievable unadulterated raw sex, being totally satisfied, being stuffed in every orifice and from every angle. How could he ever hope to get his lovely wife to go through with something so erotic?
One night after years of dropping casual hints, John got his wife to loosen her ambitions under the influence of alcohol and he asked her to reveal her sexual fantasy's. Pam denied having any at first, which is common among women. After a little coaxing from John she admitted to one of her lesser fantasy's. Like most males John revealed his to his wife. He figured if it didn't spark her interest, he could always say he was joking. It was suggested that they roll play, as fate would have it Pam was up for trying it out. They had incredible sex that night. In the weeks and months ahead they would explore their hidden desire, the desire each shared. John even went so far as to purchase black condoms, which turned them both on, but the novelty soon wore off. Next came a black dildo which they both enjoyed using to ream Pam's pussy with, again after several months they wanted more. All the while Pam would dress up in sexy lingerie. She loved to dress the part and had just ordered a new outfit through her friend Kristine and was on her way to pick it up.
Rounding the corner to Kristine's house she noticed a tall black man entering through the front door. She pulled over to the curb, stroked her long brown hair into place and approached the door. It wasn't closed tightly, and she heard moans and a scream coming from within. Was Kris being attacked by this black intruder? She rushed up the stairs to the bedroom where the screams had come from, only to hear the moans of joy. She peered around the door which was left ajar. Kris lay on the bed, legs spread wide, her blond bush being devoured by a huge black male, with the largest pink tongue she had ever seen. She stood quietly, frozen by shock and disbelief. Then the huge man rose from his kneeling position and reached for the belt on his trousers. Pam's heart was beating so fast she thought the sound might give her away in the quiet anticipation of what was about to follow.
Kris broke the silence, "Oh James, hurry I'm so wet, I need you inside me."
Pam could feel herself getting wet, the nipples of her perky little tits were starting to harden as the blood flowed freely throughout her body, which was in a voyeuristic trance. As James slowly unzipped his pants he smiled and said, "we got all weekend baby, you did say your old man was out of town didn't you?" With that his pants hit the floor exposing a fat jet black cock, semi hard it must have been eight inches long. Testicles hung like plums from a tree, waiting to be harvested for their sweet nectar. Kris got on her knees and grasped the massive mussel with both hands as she guided it to her eager mouth. As she licked her hungry lips, Pam instinctually moistened hers and her mouth opened in unison with Kristine's. The broad black head struggled as it stretched Kristine's lips as it made it's way into her mouth. Kris moaned as she now sucked and stroked the object of her desire. Her tongue, greasing the now ridged passion pole, worked in perfect harmony with her hand.
"Oh God give it to me James," Kris begged, as she laid back down, her legs spread invitingly.
"Get on your hands and knees baby, I wanna hit that pussy from behind" came his response.
Kris bounded into position, she could feel him between her legs, the head touching her belly button. She grasped hold of him, guiding him into her love tunnel. The meaty cock sinking deep, then deeper brought a scream from Kris and Pam as she become shocked and awakened from her passion induced trance.
"Oh my God Pam," Kristine cried out. "I can explain everything, I mean, I mean, oh God how could this happen?" she whimpered.
"No, no I'm to blame, it's my fault, I, I just stopped by to pick up the lingerie and I saw this man entering your house and heard a scream, oh I should have knocked."
"Well it's too late now, this is James, James this is my best friend Pam," Kris replied.
"Nice to see you, I mean meet you James" Pam said, shifting her eyes from the ebony bone to his.
"The pleasure is all mine, you're even hotter than I imagined, care to join us," he smiled.
"Oh, I don't know, wow, there certainly is enough to share, truth is I've never been with a anyone but my husband." "I never saw a man as large as you, as black, I mean I'm going to have to think about it, give me a rain check?"
"Ain't nutting to think about, you either want some of this or you don't, and I can tell by the way your peeping at my meat, you definitely want some of this, now quite your grinin' and drop your linen," James ordered.
Pam closed the door behind her, she approached the bed slowly her legs feeling weak, like that of a newborn calf. James was stroking himself as she reached for the top button of her shirt. Suddenly she turned and ran to the door. "I can't do this with both of you," she cried. "Call me Kris, when you get a chance," she shouted from the stairs.
Pam stuck the key in the ignition, she sat and reminisced about what had just happened. She noticed the license plate on the car in front of her, "Satisfier" no doubt who that was. Was she making a mistake by leaving like that, should she go back in? The thought of that big black cock had her mind spinning and her pussy soaking wet. The engine fired and as she pulled away she couldn't stop wondering what it would be like to mount a stud like James. To let him have is way with her, to be his little slut. The timing was perfect. John was out of town playing golf with Kris's husband. Hum, she thought, just maybe.
Pam's phone was ringing as she entered the house but stopped as she reached to answer it. She checked the message, "Hi Pam, it's me Kris, I thought I'd send James over if you want, I don't mind sharing, call me." Pam cautiously reached for the phone, her fingers trembling as she dialed Kris's number. "Hi, can James spend the night?"
Several hours passed. Pam was soaking in a bubble bath, having shaved her legs she was on her third glass of wine when the door bell rang. She had been daydreaming again, imagining what was about to happen to her, what she was going to do to that black cock James was packing. She slipped into her bath robe and headed for the door. Peering through the peephole she could see James, no turning back this time.
"Hi James, sorry I didn't have time to get dressed, I lost track of time thinking about you," she said coyly.
"Okay by me, what I got in mind doesn't call for any clothes," came his reply as he loosened the robe to reveal Pam's breasts.
