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[bdpenney]

This kinky tale is not a cuck story - that's not our bag.* Wife and I just love having a good time, and she just so happens to have a sweet tooth for dark-skinned boys who are well-muscled and well-hung.* It also so happens that black guys really enjoy the look of her, so everyone's happy.


This story springs from one of our favorite shared fantasies - though it took some time for my wife to really become comfortable with sharing this with me.* Now that she has, we're definitely on the lookout to make it happen!* For how, however, you can enjoy our idea of how this little fantasy would play out...


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My wife, a hungry cum slut


My wife is built for fucking.* She's thick bodied and strong - compliments of her German heritage and the fact that she's skating roller derby 3 nights a week and in the gym 5-6 mornings a week.* She also loves to dress the part, enjoying the effect that her wicked curves have on men and women alike.* Sex with her is amazing - she's utterly insatiable and loves long sessions of rough, sweaty, kinky fun.*


She also loves getting attention from multiple men at once - which is a rush to watch - and we've had a hell of a good time exploring this.* So, after sharing some naughty thoughts with one another via sexting, I decided it was time to plan out another fun romp where my wife could enjoy herself by really letting herself go.* She loves nothing more then to lose herself in a moment of pure physical ecstasy...


After a short period of searching, I’d found a couple of really cool black guys online who would definitely make my wife's mouth water.* One was named Marcus, and he was a very tall fellow from Jamaica with toned build, dreadlocks, and a great smile.* *The other was named Drake and he about my height, had a very thick linebacker’s build, and a shaved head.* Both of them loved her dreadlocks and the busty, curvy looks of her body.



“She is built for fucking!” Drake remarked in an email to me.* I agreed, and decided to up the ante’ by giving them my wife’s phone number to send her texts.* I let her know of this in advance, and although she as a little nervous at first, she quickly got into it.* The boys were very flattering to her, and definitely had ideas of how they’d like to spend time with her.* She quickly got comfortable with them, exchanging texts with them daily.* I kept in contact as well, and eventually shared with them a lot of the naughty texts she’d sent to me – a list of kink that had them buzzing with excitement and sharing ideas.



Finally, on a weekend when we had the house to ourselves, it was time to play!


On the Wednesday before, I clued her in.* “This weekend we’re going to be getting together with Marcus and Drake” I told her over dinner.* She immediately looked nervous, but that quickly faded as she remembered the texts and images she’d received from the boys.* A crooked smile spread across her face as naughty thoughts came to mind.* “It’s going to be on Saturday, expect to receive instructions on what they want you to be wearing when they arrive.”* I said with a smile.* “Are you fine with everything?”



Her fork stabbed into the pasta we were eating for dinner, and she brought it up to her lips seductively.* “I can't wait!” she said with a grin.* My wife loves playing with boys, and she really liked the look and attitude of these two.* Time for a curveball.



“Good, because this Saturday your instructions are simple – you are to show us just how much of a little cumslut you can be.”* I purred at her, stabbing my own pasta hard for emphasis.* “Because on Saturday morning, you are going to be our slutty little toy.* You are to let go of everything and the only thing you are to do is offer yourself up to the boys to enjoy.”* I popped the pasta into my mouth and grinned.* She’d gotten quiet on me, realizing that those kinky little texts she’s sent me about her darkest fantasies were now in play. 



“I think I will be, come the weekend.” She said.* She looked a little worried, but the flush in her cheeks told me that she was arouses and excited.* “What kind of scene do you have in mind for me?” she asked.



“That is going to be a surprise, but you should know that you had a big hand in creating it.”* I said.* I leaned in and kissed her.* “The boys like you and are coming over to make this a fun time, I gave them some idea of what what you like.* They have plenty of ideas of their own.”* She relaxed, and I reached under the table and began to rub her thigh.* “It’s not going to be anything you don’t like to do – and I’ll tell you this, they are very, very excited about everything.”* This got her to smile, despite her anxiety.



“Tell you what, how about we tidy up here and we head to the bedroom to practice a bit?”* I said with a smile.* “We want to make sure you’re ready for this weekend.”** That night was a lot of fun, especially when I used the ten inch strap-on dildo on her.* She eventually took it to the root - which was a good thing.* From what I'd heard about the boys, the practice would do her good...


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It was mid-morning on Saturday, and my wife looked stunning.* High heels, a black thong, black and red thigh-highs held up with an 8-clip garter strap, and a black and red bra.* She’d had a long, hot bath and a glass of wine that morning, and her skin was warm and smelled great.* 



“You look delicious!”* I encouraged her.* The drapes of the house were closed and I'd made the living room warm and comfortable.* The boys had ridden together and were parked on the side street.* She didn’t know this, and they were only waiting for my text to come in and begin the festivities.* I led her to the center of our living room where I’d laid out a few quilts and then laid a trio of sheepskin rugs.* I kissed her very deeply, enjoying the softness of her lips and the taste of her red lipstick.



“Get ready baby, the fun’s about to begin.”* I pulled my phone out my pocket and hit "send."** A minute or so later we heard the back door open and a pair of footsteps approaching.* The boys where here, and I could see from the look in their eyes, they liked what they saw and were ready to feast on my wife's lush body.



I found out later that the boys had been chatting back and forth for some time about their plans for the day.* They'd even met for a beer the night before, to discuss their naughty ideas, and had both been sexting my wife at the same time.* Thus, they were like veteran partners in crime from the get-go.



Without a word, Marcus stepped up and pulled my wife into a deep, hot kiss.* His hands went around her body, one around her back and one around her hips.* She moaned into his kiss as he squeezed her ass.* The they made out for a full minute, their hands moving over one anther's bodies as the urgency of their kissing built up.* Then the Marcus gently pushed her back a bit, allowing Drake to step up.* Drake didn't waste any time, and used both hands to grab her around the rump and pulling her to him, just a bit roughly.* My wife wrapped her arms around the back of his head and suddenly their mouths were together, their kiss savage.*


It was a hot sight watching the two of them, bodies pressed against one another, making out like mad.* It was even hotter when Drake very definitely established his physical dominance over her by reaching up, grasped the back of her head, and leaned her back just a bit, so he was now kissing down upon her while pulling her body into him.* My wife's face flushed a big more, and I swear her knees both got weak as he crushed her against himself.



I turned to Marcus, who already had his shirt, socks, and shoes off.* "Glad you guys could make it, it looks like she's good and ready for you two."* I said with a grin.* The noises from Drake and my wife were getting pretty intense - their mouths hadn't parted in well over a minute and my wife was making happy little moans into Drake's mouth.