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An Erotic Journey
by Hardy (femur52@comcast.net)

***

A married white couple with declining sexual activity 
become involved with a black couple. This begins an 
erotic journey with amazing sexual experiences that 
have a rejuvenating effect on them. (MF, couples, voy, 
reluc, swing)

***

Karen and I had a rather uninteresting sexual life; the 
first bloom had worn off, and sex was sort of relegated 
to an occasional week-end night. It wasn't that she was 
not an attractive woman. She was a very lovely woman, 
tall with curves in all the right places, and she was 
the subject of many admiring glances from men we 
encountered. 

Her face was an attractive oval, framed by dark hair, 
and her breasts were a thing of beauty, medium sized 
but firm. Her waist was slim, and she had full rounded 
hips which were a delight to see in motion. Her long 
legs were gorgeous, displayed in sheer nylons and 
skirts that came just above her knees, hugging her 
beautiful hips.

Our male friends were always complimentary, and I know 
they would love to get her into bed, and I think our 
female friends were jealous of her beauty. I know 
admiring men often hit on her, but she always repulsed 
them, usually telling me about the incident. However, I 
think she enjoyed the attention.

So why didn't we have sex more often than we did? We 
were still young, and married only five years. Part of 
it was that we both had demanding jobs, and were often 
tired at the end of the day, and perhaps we didn't have 
the enthusiasm we did early in our marriage. 

Karen was also a bit of a tease, flashing her legs at 
times, especially getting up or sitting down when her 
legs would open for a moment, giving a view of stocking 
clad thighs, her garter straps over naked thighs, and 
at times a quick view of her sheer panties. She didn't 
like pantyhose saying her vagina couldn't breathe, and 
she distained thongs, saying they were no better then 
toilet paper, preferring sheer nylon briefs which 
hugged her lovely rounded ass.

Most of our friends were young married couples, mostly 
upscale yuppies, but we were friends with an attractive 
black couple, Mark and Dawn. Both of them worked and 
had very good jobs. Like our other male friends, Mark 
was attracted to my wife, and I'm sure she was aware of 
his glances; she would catch him at times stealing a 
glance at her legs, and she would blush. She even 
seemed a little uneasy when he was around. I wondered 
if his being black aroused her.

At one point I braced her on it, asking if she found 
him exciting. She paused a moment before replying and 
said, "I guess I do find him interesting, and maybe 
because he is black, but he is also attractive. Perhaps 
because it's sort of a forbidden area, you know, 
crossing racial lines, and hearing that quite a few 
black men are well endowed. But you know I've always 
been faithful to you, and you know I've had lots of 
opportunities to stray."

"Do you ever fantasize about doing it with a black 
person?" She blushed so I knew I was on the mark.

She said, "Well, it's one thing to fantasize, and 
another to live out those fantasies. I think a lot of 
people have fantasies about sex, and imagine doing it 
with other people, and maybe exploring different ways, 
so I don't think I'm unique."

That was the end of that conversation, but it got me 
wondering about my wife, and I was somewhat surprised 
to find that the subject of having intercourse with a 
black person might be arousing to her.

About a month later she and Dawn had lunch together, 
and later she related some of their conversation. After 
a couple of cocktails Dawn said that I seemed to be 
attracted to her husband, and I know he's attracted to 
you. I started to protest but she just smiled and said 
that wasn't unusual as quite a few white women were 
attracted to him. Then she confided to Karen that Mark 
had been with other women, mainly married white women, 
and she condoned it.

My wife was stunned by that remark, but Dawn said she 
wasn't worried, that he always came back to her. And 
besides, she said it gave her a rest, gave her pussy a 
chance to return to normal. She said he was really big, 
and always stretched her out a lot, so she was glad 
that having sex with other women gave her a chance to 
recover. 

Karen was astonished at these declarations, but Dawn 
said she wanted to stay married, so she didn't say 
anything to him about his philandering, and so he was 
open about his conquests. And Dawn added that she 
enjoyed hearing about them, hearing how he seduced 
white women and describing it in detail, and that he 
was only interested in married women, knowing that 
their husband's performance wouldn't match what he was 
able to do for them, and he was sexually very skillful. 

She said there are a lot of white wives out there that 
love to get serviced by well hung black men, and there 
are even some white husbands that love the idea of 
their wife doing it with black men, even wanting to 
watch some black studs having their way with a 
compliant wife. I was amazed at our conversation.

When they were having coffee and desert Dawn asked my 
wife if she had ever heard of the Mandingo Club. She 
said no, she had never heard of it. Dawn said it's a 
club of well endowed black studs who appreciate 
servicing consenting white women, usually married ones. 
She said she was acquainted with a woman whose hobby it 
was to connect some black studs with a white couple who 
wanted to experience the sex that these men could 
perform on a white woman.

When we were leaving she said to my wife that she 
wouldn't mind if she wanted to have sex with her 
husband-she was very open about it. Karen said she 
couldn't; she had always been faithful. I was surprised 
when my wife told me about their conversation, and I 
was surprised to feel a little tingle of lust. That 
night we had intercourse, and I found her very wet and 
receptive, and I didn't last long. I think the story 
she told had both of us excited.

We didn't talk about this again. About two weeks later 
Dawn called about going to a supper club for dinner. We 
were free and agreed to go with them. We met them at 
the club after a couple of cocktails we ordered dinner 
with wine. We had a pleasant glow on when the dancing 
started, and I danced a couple with Karen and then Mark 
asked her to dance and she agreed. 

Throughout the rest of the evening we continued to 
change partners. Dawn remarked that my wife and Mark 
danced very well together, but what I noticed was that 
as the evening progressed he held her closer, his hand 
slipping down from her back to her waist. Also Dawn was 
coming in closer as we danced.

Late in the evening, as we were dancing, Dawn asked how 
I would feel if Karen had sex with her husband. I was 
taken aback by this and said that Karen was attracted 
to Mark, but I said he would not succeed in seducing 
her. Dawn just smiled and said she thought she would 
succumb to him, that he was very skillful. Anyway she 
said, "Why don't you ask her if she would be 
interested? I have a strong feeling she might be."

I asked, "And that would be alright with you?" 

She said, "Yes, that would be fun; that would be kind 
of exciting. Certainly it would be erotic, a women as 
beautiful as Karen opening her legs to Mark. Why don't 
you talk to her about it? But first you should think 
about how you would feel if she had sex with Mark. 
Would you allow this if she was interested?"

"I'm pretty sure that is not going to happen." But I 
was thinking, would I go along with this in Karen 
agrees?

But when we got home I related our conversation to her. 
Dawn said, "Do you think she is serious? You know she 
told me she wouldn't mind if Mark had sex with me, but 
I wasn't sure she was serious. When we were dancing 
later in the evening, and he was holding me close I 
could feel his cock against me, and I have to confess I 
was a little moist."

"If we did that we would be in uncharted territory. 
It's a little crazy but I am convinced they would like 
that to happen." We didn't say anymore after that, but 
it was on my mind, and I'm sure it was on her mind 
also, and there was a subtle change in our sex life in 
that we did it more often, and I think it was because 
we were both fantasizing about that scene. I had very 
mixed feelings about Karen having sex with him-I had a 
feeling of excitement, but I was also fearful that it 
might hurt our marriage.

About another month later we were invited to a small 
dinner party at their house. We didn't see a problem 
with that, so we agreed. When we arrived there were two 
other couples, one black and one white couple. The 
drinks flowed freely, and we had a great dinner with 
some very good wines. 

As the evening wore on, first one and then other couple 
excused themselves and headed home, so we found 
ourselves alone with our hosts, and more than relaxed 
from the drinks. There was a feeling of tension in the 
air, a feeling of expectancy, and I know that was 
because we were all thinking the same thing, that this 
would be an opportunity for him to have sex with my 
wife.

Mark made the first move, taking Karen by the arm and 
moving her towards the bedroom. She was reluctant, 
looking at me for guidance, but I didn't say or do 
anything, really leaving it up to her. She weakened, 
but still protesting as he guided her into the bedroom, 
leaving the door ajar. Dawn gripped my arm, holding me 
rooted.

He undid her skirt, pushing it to the floor; unbuttoned 
her blouse, pulled it free, and it followed her skirt. 
She stood there in her sheer lacy underwear, flushed 
and trembling, as he pulled her against him, stroking 
her. It was so erotic, my wife in her lacy half slip 
and camisole. I thought how far would she let this go? 
I got my answer as he moved her onto the bed. 

Next he lifted her camisole up, exposing her breasts, 
and he began kissing and caressing them, the nipples 
stiff, my wife moaning now. My aroused wife wasn't 
physically resisting him, and he continued, pulling her 
sheer slip up, exposing first her stocking clad thighs, 
then her naked thighs and garter straps, and finally 
her panties as he pulled her slip up to her waist.

It was so erotic watching my moaning wife slowly 
stripped by this black stud. She gave a token 
resistance, holding the waistband of her panties, but 
he kept pulling on them till she lost her grip. Then 
she lost her panties as he slid them down and off, 
naked now except for her stockings and garter belt, her 
pussy exposed to him. 

He lost no time as her worked on her, his tongue on her 
breasts, his other hand stroking her naked thighs, then 
her vaginal lips, gradually pushing her thighs open. As 
her thighs opened more he began to caress her vaginal 
lips which were now pink and moist. He continued, 
slipping a finger into her as she moaned louder, giving 
a little cry as he found her clitoris.

At this point we could no more have stopped this than 
we could an avalanche. It was clear she was 
surrendering to him. We were both helpless as he 
stripped, revealing a cock that was very large and very 
thick, and rapidly becoming erect. When she saw that 
she moved her thighs together, her eyes wide at the 
sight of his now erect cock, but he easily spread her 
again and then mounted her.

She groaned as she felt the pressure of his cock, 
beginning to push into her. He lifted her thighs, 
opening her more as he continued the relentless 
pressure. Gripping her hips he pushed firmly, a loud 
cry as he entered her. Her cunt was stretched wide as 
he continued pushing into her, gradually filling her as 
she moaned continually, giving a loud cry as she was 
fully impaled. 

Dawn pulled the zipper of my trousers down, and then 
reached in, freeing my cock which was fully erect as I 
viewed the erotic scene of my wife now being fucked by 
this black stud. He continued thrusting into her, my 
wife crying out continuously, her stocking clad legs 
folding over his till she gave an even louder cry, her 
body stiffening, and then shaking with the power of her 
orgasm. This triggered him as he held her fully onto 
him, his pulsing cock filling her with his semen. Dawn 
had been stroking me and I erupted, much to her 
delight.

He lay on her for some time, finally moving off my 
trembling wife, now laying there with her vagina open 
and wet. Then I said to Dawn "we never even thought of 
him wearing a condom." She replied that he would never 
wear one.

It had been unbelievably erotic and primitive watching 
this black man servicing my wife. We had crossed a 
boundary-where would we go from here? Dawn helped my 
wife dress, and we left. 

We said little on the way home, till finally Karen 
said, "I can't believe what we just did. It was so 
erotic, I never imagined that I would have so powerful 
an orgasm, and you were excited also watching him 
taking me, doing it to me." We were both shaken by this 
experience. That was the beginning of a sexual odyssey. 
They knew they had control and they used it. 

Dawn would ask my wife to come over, and Mark would be 
ready to service her, taking her in different 
positions, and filling her with his sperm again and 
again. It was like an opiate. It didn't stop. Another 
time I watched him fucking her on her hands and knees, 
watched that huge cock penetrating her, filling her, 
thrusting into her as he held her hips steady, her 
breasts bouncing as he screwed her. It seemed that was 
his favorite position, Karen submitting to him on her 
hands and knees.

It wasn't long before it was taken to another level. 
Dawn again talked to us about the Mandingo Club, saying 
it would be a great experience. She told me again about 
Sally, the woman who arranged these unique experiences. 
She was very discreet, and she had a stable of studs 
who love to perform on white women. These men were 
carefully screened-they were attractive, intelligent, 
discreet, and another criteria was that they were all 
well endowed. 

Dawn said these men do not charge-they just enjoy the 
experience of having sex with white women, especially 
attractive ones, and they prefer married women who were 
not likely to talk about their liaisons. They operated 
under a mantra, and it was to make sure that the woman 
received pleasure, and that their enjoyment was 
secondary.

Also, they don't mind if the husband is present. They 
really enjoy servicing a wife while the husband 
observes the action, seeing well endowed black men 
sticking it to his wife. They think it is a humbling 
experience for the husband, and they get an extra kick 
out of that. 

Dawn said there is one other important thing, and that 
is they won't take on any unattractive females, or ones 
who are over forty. Remember, they are doing it for 
free, just for the fun of working on a lovely wife. But 
the woman who arranges it is not free-she gets a hefty 
amount from your husband for arranging these meetings.

"We would have to submit pictures of you as well as 
proof of age to the arranger before she will agree to 
set it up. However, in your case, when she sees how 
beautiful you are, you will get the best in her stable, 
and you also fit their age criteria, so you wouldn't 
have to submit proof of age. Come to think of it, I 
have two or three pictures of you that Mark took, so 
you wouldn't have to bring over any pictures. What do 
you think? Do you want to proceed? Up to show time you 
could back out."

We looked at each other, and I said, "I'm not sure. We 
will have to talk it over."

We left it that way, and in the ensuing days we 
discussed it several times. We were undecided, but Dawn 
had said they had good safeguards in place, so nothing 
would come back on us. Finally, one evening, glowing 
from our wine, we agreed to try it once, and before we 
lost our courage we told Dawn to set it up. 

Dawn went ahead; talked to Sally, showed her pictures 
of Karen which delighted her. She said my wife would be 
entertained by the best of her people. Dawn said 
normally there would be either two men or three men, 
but never more than three, because three studs like she 
provided were about all that a wife could take. She 
also said these discreet meetings took place at Sally's 
large home in the suburbs. The amount of money agreed 
upon was paid, and the date was set.

Finally the day arrived-Karen dressed in her most 
attractive sheer lingerie. She wore her usual garter 
belt and sheer stockings, then matching panties and 
bra, a full slip, and a clinging white dress that came 
just above her knees. She looked gorgeous.

We were both nervous, and had a couple of drinks to 
relax us before Dawn arrived to pick us up. Dawn said 
"just relax, you'll be fine." 

When we arrived we were shown into a large, very lovely 
home and asked to sit till Sally was free. In the 
meantime we were offered a drink which we drank rather 
quickly. Finally we met Sally who looked at my wife 
appreciatively and said, "The pictures didn't do you 
justice. You are quite lovely, by far the best that has 
crossed this threshold. The guys will be delighted."

At this point I asked Sally if they would be wearing 
condoms. Sally just smiled and said they never wear 
condoms, and they wouldn't agree to participate if we 
insisted on condoms, so we had no choice.

She led us to a large room, and when we entered we saw 
three very large black men. Karen gasped and I think 
she almost chickened out, but the drinks we consumed 
kept us in place. First name introductions were done, 
the men looking at my wife appreciatively, smiling at 
her. Then one looked at me and said you must be her 
husband.

They took the initiative, advancing on her, hugging 
her, beginning to caress her. She was surrounded; one 
lowered the zipper on her dress till it fell open, and 
then pulled it over her hips till it fell on the floor. 
There eyes were wide and they were smiling, actually 
leering as she stood there in her sheer underwear. 

They wasted no time before they removed her slip, my 
wife now trembling and flushed as they proceeded. Next 
her bra was removed, her beautiful breasts revealed to 
them. They took some time admiring her before sliding 
her panties down and off. Now she stood before them in 
only her stockings and garter belt, looking incredibly 
erotic.

They placed my whimpering wife on the large bed; then 
the three of them began working on her, caressing her 
breasts, stroking her body, fingers on her thighs, 
which they began to press open, exposing her vagina, 
surrounded by brownish hair. Her eyes were wide and she 
began moaning as they separated her thighs more, her 
vaginal lips now moist and gaping slightly. Now fingers 
there, stroking the wet lips till she was groaning, her 
thighs falling open more. This scene, six hands working 
on my compliant wife, her beautiful naked body 
surrendering to these black studs was so erotic. The 
tension in the room was palpable.

She was helpless, she was trembling and aroused, she 
was wet and open, and she was ready. The smiling men 
stripped, preparing to provide an experience that this 
lovely wife would not soon forget. The three black men 
now stood naked with cocks that were very large and 
very thick. Sally had said they were well endowed, but 
that was an understatement. 

I was amazed, wondering if she could take these cocks, 
and I was soon going to find out as the first one 
smiled at me as he moved between her legs, mounting 
her, directing the bulbous head of his cock against her 
labia, moistening it. He began to push, beginning to 
open her, my wife groaning as he increased the 
pressure, stretching her, then crying out as she was 
entered. Her cunt was stretched tightly around his cock 
as he began advancing into her, his cock gradually 
disappearing till she was filled. Her legs had lifted 
and spread more to ease the pressure of his entry. 

He now began slowly and powerfully working away between 
her legs, thrusting into her till she cried out, 
shaking with her climax, her legs clutching him. Soon 
he emptied his cock into her. The other two were fully 
erect as they watched the action, and when the first 
one got up he said next and the second one moved 
between her legs and entered her.

He began fucking her with an intensity that made her 
cry out, "Oh my God!" She was transported to an erotic 
plateau, moaning continuously, writhing with another 
climax as this one erupted. The third one entered her 
stretched cunt easily, soon adding his semen to the 
pool. These studs were expert, making sure my wife 
climaxed before they ejaculated into her.

The three men sat around her, taking a rest, and it was 
soon evident that they intended to have her again. My 
smiling perspiring wife was laying there in orgasmic 
bliss as she contemplated these smiling black studs who 
had brought her to a sexual level she didn't know was 
possible, and now she waited to see what else these 
black men could do to a white women. 

Both Dawn and Sally were aroused by this scene. I said, 
"I didn't know they would want a second turn. I don't 
think she can take them all again." 

Sally said, "Oh, I think she can and will. It isn't 
often they have a wife as beautiful as yours, and they 
are going to make the most of it. When you two came 
into this room you gave up sexual control to these men. 
Your wife and you entered into this erotic adventure 
willingly, wanting the sexual high that these men could 
provide. Your wife's very helplessness, giving herself, 
surrendering her body to them, to do whatever they want 
to her, this is what makes this experience so 
memorable."

They began caressing and stroking my wife again in 
preparation for their next assault. Without speaking 
they knew what they were going to do next, and that was 
to take her from behind. Karen was protesting as they 
rolled her over, lifting her so that she was on her 
hands and knees at the edge of the bed, pressing her 
shoulders down and pushing her thighs open. It was 
incredibly erotic seeing her in this position, her 
beautiful rounded ass in air and her wet pussy gaping, 
some of their juices on her thighs.

One was already fully erect, and as he moved forward to 
take her, the other two lay down alongside her, 
caressing her hanging breasts, one bringing her head 
over to his cock, indicating what he wanted. She 
obeyed, taking his cock into her mouth just as the 
first one pushed fully into her, her body jerking, a 
muffled cry from her. His wet penis was purposely 
stroking fully into her as he held her hips steady. He 
took much longer this time, but finally he groaned, 
pulling her onto him as he came in her.

When he withdrew the one whose cock was in her mouth 
moved behind her, now placing it at her stretched and 
open red lips, and thrust into her. We watched as it 
disappeared into, and we had an excellent view as he 
stroked into her, fucking her steadily till he too 
erupted, but not before Karen cried out again, her body 
shaking as she came. 

By this time the third one was ready, as he also had 
her using her mouth on him. He took a lot of time with 
her, thrusting steadily till finally my wife was 
overcome with another climax, her body convulsing, 
crying out, crying out louder as she felt him swelling 
and throbbing in the depths of her vagina.

As he withdrew from her we saw her wet and gaping 
pussy, semen running down her thighs to her stocking 
tops. She collapsed on the bed, finally rolling over, 
laying there exhausted, her body flushed, her breathing 
ragged. It seems they were finally through with her, 
and they looked at her, another beautiful white wife 
conquered and serviced by these smiling studs, and then 
they looked at me, another white husband watching his 
wife taken and fucked so well by black men, watching 
them perform on her, stretching her cunt to a size that 
would take awhile to return to normal. 

They had clearly shown what a trio of well-endowed 
black men could do to a beautiful white wife who 
submitted her body to them, enjoying her submission, 
and enjoying cuckolding another complacent husband.

Dawn helped dress my exhausted wife, and as we left 
Sally said, "I hope you'll come back again. I won't 
have any trouble supplying you with more of the best."

On the way back Dawn said, "It doesn't get any better 
than that!" And I thought it can't get any more erotic 
then that. It was the most overpowering experience of 
my life, and I knew it was the same with Karen. We were 
living on the edge. Arriving home I got my wife 
undressed, and she just fell into bed, too tired to 
shower. She was awash with semen, but she insisted on 
waiting till morning to bathe. 

The next day we talked about the experience, and we 
both felt we had gone as far into the sexual unknown as 
we could. Looking at her I could see that she was 
reliving the experience, and I was also, the image of 
those black cocks filling her pussy, fucking her so 
powerfully, filling her with semen was indelibly etched 
in my mind.

What that episode did was to greatly improve our sex 
life, but we felt that emotionally it was so 
overwhelming that we decided not to repeat the 
experience. It was our last walk on the wild side.

END

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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