My wife and I were out with two other couples one night. Everyone had a little too much to drink and the talked turned sexual in nature. We were all in our twenties except my wife who was nineteen.
One of the wives commented about letters she and her husband read in Playboy. One concerned a wife that turned tricks a couple of nights a month to help pay the bills. She liked the extra sex and her and husband got off hearing her tell him about her customers.
Another letter they told us about was about a wife that enjoyed having sex with two men at once. The third was a wife that liked fucking well hung black men and her husband liked watching her.
My wife commented that: "It sounded fun to be paid to do something I so enjoy." She also told us" "I think it would feel nice having two men pleasuring me at the same time." She then told us: "When I was in nursing school, I had a patient that had two broken arms. He would get aroused having a sponge bath. He was black and his cock was huge. I would take pity on him and give him a hand job. But I always wondered how nice a big cock like that would feel fucking me."
The next day when she was sober and I told her what she had said. She was embarrassed but I asked her: "Would like to try any or all three of the things that were discussed.' I told her: "I will help you and I would love hearing you tell me how you liked it or what you wouldn't like to do again." She said: "I couldn't do that."
I didn't give up trying to get her to consider any or all three of the things she said she thought she would like that night, when we were with the two other couples.
It was two weeks later when I came in from work, my wife was in the kitchen with the two other wives from that night, plus three other wives from the neighborhood.
The five wives left soon after my arrival and I asked my wife: "Is this get together was something new. Or just something I don't know about."
She told me: The three of us go out to have coffee a few times a week, but the other three joined us for the first time today."
I asked: "So did the six of you a good time chatting?" My wife told me: "The three wives had heard from the other two about my time in nursing training that I gave the black guy hand jobs. They wanted to know how big it was, how it felt to make him cum, did I ever consider letting him fuck me and did I ever taste his cum?" She told me: "I told them it was about nine to ten inches and my fingers and thumb didn't come close to touching when holding it, yes it made my pussy wet touching his cock and when he was about to cum. I leaned over to watch it flow out as I had never seen a guy cum before.
His was the first I had ever seen let alone touched. I didn't know what I expected, it came shooting out and hit my face. Shocked my mouth opened and the next blast went in my mouth. I pulled my hand off to take the towel and wipe my face. When I looked at his cock it was still leaking cum. Then I realized I had his cum still in my mouth. It didn't taste bad so I swallowed it. After cleaning up the mess he thanked me, saying the nurses just leave him with his cock hard and no way to relieve himself. I told them no I never considered fucking him. I was still a virgin and not ready to go that far."
I then asked: "How many times did you gave him hand jobs."
She told me: I did it every day for two weeks till he was discharged. If I wasn't on the schedule, I would go at night around seven thirty and relieve his built-up frustration. His cock would always be hard waiting for me."
I asked her: "Did you ever taste his cum again?"
After a pause she told me: "After the first time, when he was ready to cum, I would put the head in my mouth and let him cum in my mouth. I did it the second time I jerked him off so as not to have clean up a mess. Then realized I liked feeling him shooting his cum in my mouth. Plus, I liked the taste and swallowing it always made him smile."
I wanting to know I asked her: "Did you think about how it would feel to have that big cock inside you."
She told me: "That at the time no I didn't. I was a virgin and didn't realize how nice it feels to get fucked. But, now yes, I wonder what it would feel like."
I told her: "Let's find a big cock like that so you won't have to wonder anymore."
She told me: "No I don't want to know what a big cock would feel like, I would like to know what his big black cock would feel like."
That night while we fucked, I asked her: "Are you thinking about how it might feel if that black guy fucking you."
She said: "Tom his name is Tom and yes, I am thinking about his big cock."
I asked her: If you found him, would you want to let him to fuck you."
She said: "God yes was but, only if you want me to."