Although we didn't watch them often, over the years Melissa and I have watched pornos to spice up our sex life, and I was positive there had been a few interracial scenes here and there. Evidently, my wife had enjoyed watching them a lot more than she had let on. Once again I found myself shocked by the revelation, but excited too.
"But it didn't really become a fantasy of mine until college," Melissa continued. "Remember my old roommate, Mandy?" This was around the time that Melissa and I began dating, so I did remember Mandy. She was a short, pixyish girl with flaming red hair and freckles and skin so fair it was alabaster in color. I didn't see her that often, but when I did she was always very sweet and friendly, with a very outgoing personality.
"She was dating one of the football players at the time, one of the black players," Melissa went on. Even though Melissa was still a bit shy talking about all of this, I could also hear the unmistakable sound of arousal in her voice too. That's one of the things I love so much about my wife; she's a very sexual woman, probably even hypersexual by some people's standards. Somewhere in the back of her mind she must have been thinking about Mandy and her black stud lover, maybe even picturing them together, and it was turning her on. And seeing my wife like this always aroused me too.
"Go on," I said, trying to goad her further.
"Mandy and I used to talk a lot about sex, and she'd tell me stories about her and her boyfriend Nathan. Some of them were pretty wild." Melissa's voice was definitely aroused now, almost like she was telling me a dirty story to try and get us off.
"Like what?"
"Well, like Nathan was hung like a horse for one thing. Mandy said his cock was almost the size of her arm." This likely wasn't an exaggeration, as Mandy really was a tiny girl, probably around 5'0, 100 lbs. She did have a cute, firm little bubble butt though that especially looked great in the cut-off jeans she often wore, but the rest of her was more girlish than anything. Mandy also looked much younger than she really was, and being so small didn't help either.
"It must have been a little weird seeing tiny Mandy with a big, brawny athlete. I bet he was more than twice her size."
"It was more of a turn-on than anything, especially with her being so white and Nathan being so black. Mandy was so fair-skinned that even a tanned white guy would be a stark contrast next to her, but Nathan? Wow, it was really shocking to see them together, but incredibly erotic too. Sometimes they'd do something like kiss in front of me, and damn, it would be enough to get my heart racing. And with Mandy being so small and into yoga too, I knew she was ridiculously flexible. She'd often tell me about the crazy positions they did during sex, and I'd try not to show it, but I'd get so excited."
"It was so much more than that though," Melissa continued. I could tell my wife had gotten past the point where I needed to keep prodding her. A mixture of her settling down enough to speak freely added to an obvious sense of arousal had taken over. I stayed silent and let Melissa finish her story.
"Mandy would talk about how aggressive Nathan was in bed, even dominant with her, and it turned her on so much. I'd get excited listening to her stories too." This part did astonish me, as Melissa was not really the submissive type.
"I know that's normally not my thing, Fred, but this was different."
"Because Nathan was black?"
"Yes," Melissa casually admitted to my surprise. "I don't know why, but hearing Mandy talk about this hot black guy taking control of her like that was a big turn on for me. Some of her stories were insanely kinky too. It's weird, but I had always assumed and expected that part of Mandy being in a relationship with a black man was about them getting past the issue of race, and it certainly was that way in daily life, but for some reason that both shocked and turned me on it was the exact opposite when it came to their sex life. They both really got off on interracial sex and were completely uninhibited about making that part of what happened in the bedroom. Mandy told me it was the wildest, best sex she could ever imagine, and the more I heard about it the more I believed her. I guess you could say she corrupted me in the end."
It took all the willpower I had to remain silent at this point. My wife had done a masterful job all these keeping this side of herself hidden from me. Hearing her talk this way was almost like meeting a new person.
"If this was such a big deal to you Melissa, then why didn't you find a Nathan of your own to play with?" I finally managed to ask.
"After listening to Mandy for a few months, I certainly thought about it a lot, but then we started dating and I focussed on our relationship instead. There is a little more to my story about Mandy though..."
"What?"
"Around the time when we started seeing each other Mandy started kidding around, telling me that Nathan was bugging her about having a threesome with me. She always said it like it was a joke, but I knew underneath Mandy was serious and that this was her way of finding out if I was interested. I never took her up on the offer, but that didn't stop Mandy from trying. Up until then, she and Nathan would always have sex at his apartment. He lived alone, and as Mandy would always say to me with a sly wink, had a much bigger bed than she did. After Mandy's 'offer,' however, Nathan started spending the night more and more at our place. It's true that Mandy's bed wasn't that big, so they certainly weren't doing it for comfort sake."
"You think they were trying to entice you to join them?"
"I know they were. The walls to Mandy's room were pretty thin to begin with, and they certainly didn't make any attempt to be quiet when they were doing it. I knew Mandy was doing this on purpose, especially since she knew how excited I became in the past whenever she'd tell me stories about their sex life. She wanted me to hear it first-hand, which was already pretty intense, but after a while even that wasn't enough."
"What?" I asked in astonishment. "What do you mean, Melissa?"
"They began 'accidentally' leaving their bedroom door ajar at night, and not just a few inches either; more like half open. By this time I thought their invitation to join in couldn't have been plainer than if they'd sent me formal card in the mail."
"And... did you?" I asked.
"No, of course not. I stayed as far away from the door as possible, although hearing them have sex while I lay in bed at night was anything but easy. There was one time, however, that I came home in the middle of the day and walked by Mandy's room. Of course, she and Nathan were going at it again, and this time the door was wide open. I didn't expect them to be home, but Mandy was certainly expecting me, which is why I'm so sure this was a set up for me to walk in on them."
"Did you go in the room?"
"No, but as I walked by I saw something I'll never forget. They were making love standing up; Nathan had his back to me and was holding Mandy mid-air. She had her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. I knew Nathan was in phenomenal shape but he looked even more incredible naked, with rippling muscles pulled taut against his rich black skin and hardly any fat. The sight was even more amazing with Mandy's creamy white limbs clinging passionately to Nathan as she rode him."
"Nathan held her in his arms so easily, as if she were light as a feather, while the two of them grinded back and forth with that big cock buried deep inside her. She screamed again and again, crying out about what an incredible lover he was, while Nathan grunted and groaned. I have no doubt this was true, but I also think she was saying these things to further entice me. I couldn't help but stop and watch for a while, mesmerized by the eroticism of what I was witnessing. They looked more like crazed animals in heat than anything and I couldn't help but be in awe of their raw desire and passion. Mandy could see me clearly the whole time but seemed too caught up in the moment to do anything at first, but after a while she managed to compose herself enough to give me the naughtiest smile and clearly mouth the words, 'Join us.'"
"Why didn't you, Melissa? It sounds like you wanted to."
"You don't know how much I wanted to," Melissa confessed, "but there were other factors that stopped me."
