When a middle aged white wife and a young black man get
together, they give a new meaning to the term "Black
Often while making love, my husband, Nick, would say
something like, "Brenda, Baby, you are so hot. I wish I
could see you take care of a hot young stud and see the
look on his face as he tasted your sweet nectar." This
little expression would make me as well as Nick, rise
to a higher state of arousal.
He never really pushed the issue so I was never sure if
it was just a way of getting us hornier or if he had a
fantasy of really seeing his wife being taken by an
eager young stud. He knew that it drove me wild and
when he was about ready to shoot his load, he would
start talking about having me give a young guy some hot
mature pussy. Of course it worked as we both climaxed
and fell into a state of exhaustion, snuggling up and
drifting off into a sound sleep.
At this particular time in my life, I was 39 years old
and thinking of the possibility of actually
experiencing a young man, and I had one in mind. He
recently started to work at the same place I was
working. He needed money to start his college education
and had accepted a position in the stock room. We
seemed to hit it off from the start. He was a nice
looking young black with very dark skin.
I could see that he admired my 5 ft 9 inch, 140 lb
body, as his eyes would rove up and down my body. I
really liked to be admired by any man but to be admired
by a young black guy was a unique compliment that made
my pulse race every time I saw him. I felt that I knew
what he was thinking and I surely was having some very
erotic thoughts about him. My fantasy was developing
into a plan to make it all come true, hummm, I wonder
if Nick would like his fantasy to become a reality.
After all he was always bringing the subject up. I
would have to test him, I was thinking.
I found myself dressing for Josh, (the young black man
at work), and wanting him to notice me and give me that
"I like what I see" look and imagining how he was being
affected by this white wife. I was wondering if it was
true that many black men want to get into a white
wife's panties. I know that I have secretly wanted to
feel a black man covering my body and pumping his black
seed into my husband's private garden. I knew that I
wanted Josh to be the mine and was hoping that Josh
wanted me to be his white honey. I knew what I wanted
and now had to convince my husband to live out his (and
During our lovemaking one night, Nick again expressed a
desire to see a young stud doing his hot wife. I
whispered to Nick, "Honey, I think that would be so
hot. Would you like for me to do it for you? Do you
want to watch me give a young stud the time of his
"Well, sweetie, I would love it if you want to do it,"
Nick blurted out. "The thought makes me so horny. Would
you do it for me? Would you enjoy it?"
"Actually it sounds like a lot of fun. I think I would
like it, but only if you want me to do it," I replied.
"Oh Baby, you are so hot. I want you to do it and let
me watch," Nick said. "I will see if I can find someone
who is interested in a hot wife. I will start looking."
"You may not need to do that as I have someone in mind
that I think would like to have me, if that is OK with
you. We have a new employee at work, a young man that
has been looking at me with longing eyes and I think I
can work on him and see if he wants this wife to take
good care of him," I said. (I was wondering what Nick
would think being that Josh is black.) I continued, "Of
course I would want you to meet him and see if he meets
with your approval."
It was all set and I started putting my plan into
action by first working on Josh. The employee's rest
room was in the stock room so I found that I needed to
go to the bathroom more often than usual. (An excuse to
see Josh and have a little chat.)
I headed to the stock room to implement the next stage
of my plan, approaching Josh and said that he reminded
me of my black friend in high school. I got my best coy
shy smile and said, "He liked to kiss me, and I really
I stood there smiling and waiting for it to sink in
when I saw beads of sweat break out on his forehead as
he moved toward me and I offered my lips to him. He
nervously put his lips to mine and we kissed for a few
seconds. I said, "Yes Josh, that brings back memories.
Hope we can do that again sometime."
"I liked it also, Miss Brenda," Josh said as he smiled
and I went back to work, knowing that I had stirred
some erotic thoughts in Josh's head. From then on, each
time Josh was alone in the stock room and I went there,
we kissed and kissed some more.
It was not long until Josh was pushing his manhood
against my womanhood and placing his hands on my butt
pulling me to him as I slowly moved my mound against
his hard rod. I would go to the rest room and my
panties would be wet with clear slick passion juice
caused by this horny black man making me have erotic
thoughts about him and me.
It was time for my husband to meet Josh so he came by
one day at noon and I called Josh from the stock room
and introduced him to Nick. I could see that Nick was
surprised. Nick said to Josh, "My wife has spoken
highly of you. She is not easily impressed."
Josh responded, "Miss Brenda has helped me a lot on my
new job. She is really nice to me."
"That is nice Josh. I am sure she enjoys helping you
out here and will continue to help you, and I am glad
you two get along so well. She seems to really enjoy
her job much more since you started to work here."
(I felt that Nick was surprised at Josh being black but
I could also tell that his words had double meaning by
the way he said them.)
That evening I asked Nick if Josh met his approval. He
responded that he was surprised that a black guy turned
me on but he was impressed with Josh and thought he
would do just fine. A few days later I told Nick how I
had progressed with Josh and that I was ready to make
the final move and thought I would ask him to visit me
on Saturday night and that I would tell him my husband
was on a hunting trip for the week-end. Nick had
already planned how he would watch.
First through the living room window then move to the
next bedroom where he had a chair and had cut a hole in
the wall and covered it with a one-way mirror. He had a
stool he could sit on and watch. I would leave a dim
light on in the bedroom so he could see (Of course I
wanted to see my young black lover as I played with his
beautiful black pole and jewels before I empty his
sperm filled balls).
Friday came and I went to the stock room to see Josh.
We met and kissed passionately as was our routine by
now. I got a shy look on my face and said, "Josh would
you like to come to my house Saturday night? My husband
will be gone all week-end on a hunting trip so, in case
you did not know, I want you very much. Do you have the
same feelings about me?"
"Yes Miss Brenda. You are always in my thoughts when I
go to bed. You are very beautiful. Anyone would be glad
to have you. My Mom has always told me to never get
mixed up with a white woman especially one that is
"Well, Josh do you always do what mom says?" I asked.
"Sometimes I do, but in this case I think I will take
my chances. Oh, yes I want you so bad. I will be
I could hardly wait to get home and tell Nick. Nick was
delighted and said he could hardly wait to see the
young black stud in my honey pot sampling my nectar.
Saturday night came and I selected red satin panties
and bra to wear as well as a black skirt and white knit
top. Although I love nylon stockings, I though they
would get into the way so I dressed bare legged with
red satin flats. Josh and I were about the same height
and I didn't want to feel taller than him.
I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw. I was
feeling like a young virgin teen ready to get her
cherry popped. I was a bit nervous as Nick hugged me
and whispered, "I will be watching so bust his black
balls good." Nick went into the garage to wait for the
moment we both were anticipating.
I was wondering what Josh would wear when I heard the
door bell ring and as I opened it I saw a young black
Josh standing there in a white satin jogging suit, oh
my how handsome and enticing he looked. I motioned him
in and closed the door as he turned and we kissed hard
and passionately knowing that we were going to do what
we both had wanted for days, have some uninhibited hot
sex. "Geezee you look sexy tonight," Josh said.
"Thanks Josh," I responded, "And you are really hot
looking in your white jogging suit. Makes your
beautiful black skin look so sexy."
I moved us to the living room couch where Nick could
have a good view (after all it was his idea). We
started necking and kissing like two teen-agers on a
date as we eagerly groped and explored each other's
bodies as the sexual fires were heating up inside both
of us. I knew that he had a black rod that wanted
relief and I had a white pussy that was going to
eagerly give him relief and I would be enjoying every
minute of it.
Now I decided it was time to move to the bedroom for
some serious exploring of each other so I took Josh by
the hand and we went into the bedroom. I turned and
asked Josh to remove my top and as he did it revealed
my red bra clad breast. Josh looked at them and said,
"I love red but I think those white lobes need to be
free," as he unhooked my bra and it slipped to the
floor. He kissed my breast and suckled my nipples till
they felt like they wanted to flow with fresh milk
(although I knew it was impossible). I looked down and
had a fleeting thought of a black baby suckling my
white breast, as I watched his closed eyes and his lips
closed around one of my hard nipples. He looked so
I then unzipped Josh's top and removed it as I kissed
his manly chest through the kinky hair and licked each
nipple. I moved on down and slid his bottoms down to
reveal some white silky nylon boxers hiding his erect
black pole. I was shaking all over as I removed the
boxers and gently kissed the head of his pole and
licked the clear liquid that was now seeping out of the
I felt his black balls in their sack and thought of
black walnuts and how I loved walnuts. I played with
them as I sucked on his chocolate pole as he moaned and
pushed toward me. I soon realized that I had to stop if
I wanted to save those black seed for my white honey
pot. I moved onto the bed and opened my legs wide as he
moved between my legs and removed my black skirt and
red panties revealing my wet swollen lips.
He started licking the honey that was seeping from my
honey pot. He then found my clit and sucked on it till
I was almost having an orgasm and I knew it was time to
invite him into my husband's secret garden to plant his
seed. He moved over me and I felt his black rod slowly
entering the forbidden flower (the one his mother
warned him about). I pushed against him as he entered
burying it deep inside me as he moved in and out making
me groan and moan as he whispered to me how he needed
me and how good I felt.
I told him that I was all his and to take me the way he
wanted me. The sweat was now pouring off his black skin
onto me as we slipped around and held on tightly. He
and I were now working in unison to satisfy our lusts.
He was now banging me hard and fast as I pushed up to
him and met every stroke with a thrust of my own.
I then felt his joy stick began to throb as I blurted
out, "Oh sugar, you are making me your bitch, I am all
yours sugar, take me, TAKE ME!! OH YESS!!" and then I
felt him spurting as he emptied his black balls into my
waiting white womb, thrusting deep as he shot his black
seed. "Oooh baby, you busted my balls, oh baby, I'm a
goner." I was well into my orgasm by now and shook and
shook and then fell limp.
We lay there a few moments as we calmed down from our
mutual orgasm, feeling very satisfied and contented,
just gently hugging and kissing and relaxing. He then
moved off me and lay on his back as I moved over and
laid my head on his kinky haired chest and snuggled up
and went to sleep knowing that we were both very well
pleased with our love making. I was certain that Nick
had seen and heard it all and I hoped that he was good
with it all and was not jealous.
I awoke as the morning sun sent bright beams into the
bedroom. I looked at my young black lover as he laid
there, his black body looking so lovely in the morning
light. His black pole was now deflated and resting up
for another time. I took pleasure in knowing that I had
bested the young black man, and that he had made me
have the best orgasm I could ever remember.
I knew now that I wanted to give Nick another show and
to give Josh some more of the best white wife he had
ever had. I was hoping that both wanted the same very
Josh arose late for work and rushed out. I went looking
for Nick and found him on the bed in the other bedroom
naked from the waist down and it was very apparent that
he had shot his load and went to sleep. Poor guy!
Later when Nick arose, he said that watching me with
the young black stud was more than he had ever expected
and hoped I would do it again soon. He said that seeing
his black balls slapping my white bottom gave new
meaning to getting "Black Balled."
"Well honey, if you liked it so well I guess I will
have to do it again just for you." I knew that I wanted
it again as much as he did, but I surely would not tell
him that as it might hurt his ego, hummm. I knew that
Nick was going to be out of town a lot now (wink) and
Josh was going to take his liberty with his wife.
(wink, wink, wink) Even today, just remembering the
times with Josh make me so horny I feel like spreading
my legs wide for the next set of black balls I see.
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