MY BLACK AWAKENING

  Hi, My name is Julie and I have read some of the stories here on the Dark
    Cavern and I thought the readers might like to read a story about the
  happenings in my husband's and my life over the past five or six years.

   First of all, I would like to say that my husband and I were married in
    December of 1970 and have had a happy marriage since then. We have a
   lovely daughter who is now 25 years old and lives out of state with her
    husband. But things have changed considerably in the past few years.

  Although I was very faithful to my husband and he was to me, he opened my
   eyes to more than I ever thought would be possible in my life. I never
      even thought of the possibilities of straying from our monogamous
     relationship and thought my husband of so many years was the same.

   It began about five or six years ago when, during foreplay, he started
    mentioning what it would be like for me to have sex with other men. I
   could remember lying in bed one particular morning and he woke me up by
     fingering my pussy. As he slowly awoke me and had me moaning he was
  whispering in my ear that he had a dream that night of me having sex with
                                a black man.

  Now, let me tell you that even though I came from a family that was truly
    a redneck family and despised black people for no apparent reason, I
  didn't feel the same way. In fact, I'll have to admit that on more than a
  few occasions I have played with my pussy and thought of a big black cock
   sliding deep inside of me, but I was so dedicated to my marriage that I
    left these feelings in my innermost thoughts and shunned them from my
     real life. Not, because of any racial predjudices but because I was
                         dedicated to my marriage.

    Anyhow, my husband was whispering into my ear this particular morning
   about a big black man laying between my legs and pushing his big stiff
    cock into me until I was stretched almost beyond my limits. It wasn't
   long before he was asking me if I liked the way that big dark piece of
   meat felt getting all sticky and sliding into my innermost depths. Just
  vocalizing that I wanted it to be rammed into me deeper set me off, into
  one of the most intense orgasms I can remember having up until that point
                                  in time.

    We never discussed the subject again until one evening at the dinner
   table my husband candidly asked me if I ever thought of having sex with
     William, the only black man at my work. I told him that although I
    thought William was a well built and sexy man and I thought of other
    women making love to him after hearing them talk, I never thought of
   letting him fuck me. I think the seed was planted then and a couple of
     nights later when my husband and I were having sex I asked him in a
  whispering voice into his ear if he would like me to go out with William.
   I could tell by his trembling that he was more than ready for me to go
    out with him. When we were finished making love and we were laying in
   each others arms we talked about the possibilities of me going out with
  William. I told my husband that he had asked me out a couple of times but
   I just laughed and in a kidding manner told him that married women just
  didn't do that sort of thing. He would always tell me that he didn't want
   to take me away from my husband, just take me out and have a good time.

    Well the opportunity finally presented itself about a week later on a
    Wednesday afternoon, much to my encouragement and he asked me out for
  that Friday night if I could get out of the house. I told my husband that
  evening that William had asked me out and wanted to know what he thought.
  He just looked at me and then we had a big talk. He told me that he knew
  I was faithful to him and he said that fidelity is not what he felt made
    me faithful. He said that although he was not interested in going out
   with other women, he always thought the idea of me going out with other
   men was very stimulating to him. He said that as long as I was careful
      and had a good time and most important to him was that he told me
                         everything that happened.

   The next day at work I told William that I told my husband I was going
  out with the girls and would be gone most of the evening, but if he would
   like to take me out instead, I would be more than happy to be his date
  for the evening. I told him that he would have to be discreet and no one
  would ever find out or it would never happen again. Friday evening rolled
   around and I met him at a pre arranged location. I am not going to get
  into the sordid details of what happened, but we did end up having great
  sex that night and when I walked into my house at 4:30am the next morning
                        my husband was still awake.

  I held him close for a few minutes and could feel his stiff cock against
    my leg. I told him that we couldn't have sex that morning because my
     pussy had been used almost all night. I put his hand on my soaking
   panties and kissed him and thanked him for letting me fulfill one of my
   lifelong fantasies. I also told him that if he would like, I would get
    the lotion and stroke his cock while I told him what had happened. Of
        course he didn't take much convincing so off to bed we went.

   We now have a very exciting sex life even though I have had three black
    lovers since that time and am currently 81/2 months pregnant with my
  second black lover's baby even though my current lover thinks it belongs
      to him. My husband never wants to participate in any of my sexual
  encounters but always insists that I tell him what I did. He told me that
    it was just as satisfying for him to see me sexually satisfied as it
    would be for him to go out with other women. We talked to quite some
    lengths about us having another child and it was very exciting going
  through the small steps of stopping birth control and waiting each month
      to see if my seed would be fertilized by one of my black lovers.

   I have many experiences to share with other women about my feelings if
  they would care to write me and tell me of other similar circumstances by
    leaving their E-Mail address with the "Dark Cavern". I know there are
   people that don't agree with interracial relationships or a wife going
   out with other men, but unless you have a relationship with your spouse
   that is based on total honesty, we see no reason that people should not
                          explore their fantasies.

   You only have a certain amount of time here on this earth and we enjoy
     each others company as well as we enjoy sharing our sexual venture.