Wife's Black lover (BM/WF)


Outwardly Jim and I are the perfect New York yuppie couple. Jim is 26, a junior
accountant at a large firm in the city. He is 5' 06" and a little self
conscious that he is short, I kid him that more than a mouthful is wasted. My
name is Jennifer and I am 23, a natural ash blond 5'04" size 8 with pretty C
breasts. I am a graduate student finishing my degree in Floriculture. We have
been married for two years and last year on our anniversary we bought a house
we can not afford in Pelham. We of course bought furniture, a second car, and
hired a decorator and landscaper all of this being way over our income. Both
the decorator and landscaper were very nice to allow us to pay them over time. 
I got a job as night manager at a multiplex close to our house so we started to
catch up with our bills. With Jim working during the day, and my working at
night we didn't have much of a marriage.  I also started to suspect Jim was
having an affair at work.  I would call home from work and there would be no
answer.  Other nights I would get home at midnight and Jim would not get home
till after I was asleep. He said his car broke down once and another time he
said he was working late, but the credit card had charges for Tavern on the
Green and theater tickets.  To take my mind off this turn my life had taken I
started helping the landscaper a couple of afternoons each week.  Isaac is the
owner of the landscaping business doing our garden.  Isaac and I hit it off
right away since we both have a love for gardening.  I would come home from
school about two in the afternoon, and change into a denim romper or shorts and
tee shirt to help Isaac's crew working on whatever garden in the neighborhood
they were working on, just to garden and later to be close to Isaac and his
son. Isaac is a tall, beautiful chocolate brown black man with sculpted muscles
and the strength of a bull.  I guess he must be about 42 and his 19 year old
son is the foreman on the crew in my subdivision.  His son Nelson is a younger
version of Isaac.  I loved working with four or five sweaty men wearing just
work boots and shorts in the hot summer sun.  I would often wear just shorts
work boots and tee shirt with no bra.  My tee shirt would become soaked with
sweat and it would cling to my breasts.  I loved the men sneaking glances and
occasionally touching me as they helped me down a ladder or helped me unload
the truck, this was all the sex I was getting since I never saw my husband any
more.  I often noticed Nelson would adjust his cock  to keep it from peeking
out the bottom of his shorts. 

My friend Allison a housewife with two small kids in kindergarten and first
grade asked me, while we were showering after our Wednesday evening aerobics
class if I was having an affair with Isaac.  I was shocked and said no way. 
She told me the other women in the neighborhood were sure I was sleeping with
Isaac. After we changed we went to the Barnes and Noble coffee shop to gossip
and give each other sympathy, I told her I suspected Jim of having an affair
and why. Allison told me that she and her husband had just grown apart.  She
said that now that the kids were in school she was bored and her husband no
longer was interested in her.  Allison asked me if I had ever been screwed by a
black man.  I never screwed a black man and I was not going to screw Isaac I
told her.  Jennifer first of all, if he wants you, he will screw you and you
will love it, and beg for more.  How do you know? I asked. Allison told me that
in college she was a track team groupie. She told me how six of the black guys
on the track team had invited her and her roommate Corrine to a party at their
house.  After they were at  the party and had a couple of beers and joints they
realized they were the only women invited to the party.  It was dangerous but
kinky and they loved all the attention from the six huge black men so they
stayed.  One of these huge black athletes and Corinne were dancing slowly to
the seductive music of Isaac Hays. Corinne was wearing a short pale pink halter
dress and matching pale pink sneakers. He was caressing Corinne's back and
lightly kissing her neck as he slowly stopped dancing. Corrine felt his huge
cock grow in his thin sweat pants push against tummy. He kissed her deeply
forcefully probing her mouth, while releasing the bow of her halter dress.  Her
dress falling to the living room floor at her feet was the real start of the
party.  Corinne was being kissed by a big muscular black man with nothing on
except her pink bikini panties and sneakers. He pushed Corrine to her knees and
in a deep commanding voice he ordered Corrine to "suck it bitch, suck my black
cock". Allison said she was sitting on a couch between two of the men.  One had
his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to him and kissed me, forcing his
tongue deep in my throat.  The other black man unbuttoned the front of my long
A line skirt and was stroking my exposed floral print bikini panties and bare
legs.  When he broke his kiss holding my head tight to his burly chest he
whispered "do you eat sweat dark meat little white bitch?"  As he pushed my
head into his lap in a mean snarl  he told me to take his cock out and to suck
it.  I  was afraid not to and excited by how helpless Corrine and I were. We
were willingly being gang banged by six tall muscular black men that did not
care if we were willing or not.  I felt like a complete slut.  I eagerly fished
out and started sucking the soft but huge black cock in front of  my face. 
While I was sucking this growing cock the guy behind me took hold of the
elastic waist band of my skirt and panties and stripped them off  me. I was
bent over kneeling on the couch with a huge black cock half way down my throat
with the other brute slowly forcing his cock into my cunt, god I felt like such
a tramp and slut.  When I tried to give my jaw a rest from sucking he would
force his cock back down my throat.  I could see Corrine was also on her hands
and knees,  with one enormous black cock half way down her throat and another
slamming into her cunt from behind. After all six of these big black men had
fucked us both several times they let us dress and leave.  After that night I
moved in and became their house slut till I graduated. Corrine was embarrassed
about our wild night and acted as if it never happened but I knew she loved it.

Jennifer if Isaac makes a pass at you let him, your husband will never know
and I promise you it will be the best sex of your life. 


The next couple of weeks after talking to Allison I constantly day dreamed of
Isaac and Nelson.  I would blush and stammer when Isaac spoke to me and if he
touched me , I would almost faint.  One afternoon after the crew left  Isaac
told me we needed to talk, so I invited him into the kitchen for a beer.  Isaac
was leaning against the counter while I got us each a beer.  The cold air
conditioning and being finally alone with Isaac made my nipples hard and gave
me goose bumps.  In a firm tone of voice he told me that he was going to put a
lien on our house because Jim had not made any payments in the last four
months.  I was dumb struck , how could Jim do this to us?  I was working at the
multiplex just so this would not happen.  Isaac then softened his tone telling
me he was sorry and how much he liked me helping the crew.  That is when I
started crying and he took me into his arms stroking my back with my head on
his chest sobbing away.  Shhhh shhh it will be all right he said as he took my
chin in his hand and turned my face up to his. He wiped away my tears and
gently leaned down and kissed me.  I had an orgasm just being kissed.  He told
me he would work it out with my husband and led me by the hand to the master
bath.  We undressed each other and went into the shower.  Oh god was he
beautiful.  All brown bulging muscles, his wash board chest strong arms and
massive stiff  black cock sticking up at  forty five degrees made me weak in
the knees.  As we kissed and soaped each other he taught me how to play drop
the soap.  I was so clumsy, I must have dropped the soap half a dozen times,
and each time I would suck his beautiful black cock till my jaw hurt .  I loved
sucking his huge cock.  When he came I stroked his cock just inches from my
mouth pumping with both hands, shooting his cum all over my face, in my mouth,
and over my chest.  He fucked me from behind, the warm shower spraying in my
face as I braced my arms against the shower wall, Isaac pounded my cunt for
what seemed like forever.  When he started to cum thrusting his cock deep into
my womb I reached down and furiously massaged my clit till I came along with
him.  I screamed and went totally limp and would have fallen but Isaac held me
up as he finished fucking me. After our shower I washed his clothes since he is
way bigger than Jim and I did not have any clean clothes for him that would
fit. I made Isaac dinner while I washed and dried his clothes.  I pranced
around in a very short peach colored chemise and matching panties glancing over
at the beautiful Adonis watching the evening news naked on my couch.  How could
that immense cock fit in me I wondered in amazement.  Once his clothes were dry
Isaac insisted he had to leave but I would not let him leave till I slowly
sucked him once more.

That night I felt wonderful better than I had felt in weeks.  Isaac had made
me feel pretty and desirable for the first time in months.  I also felt guilty
for sleeping with Isaac.  So when Jim came home I had a romantic dinner table
set, wine chilled and I met him at the door wearing a silk turquoise camisole
and tap pants and my most demure feminine demeanor.  Jim ignored me and went
straight to our bedroom and started to undress for bed.  I was furious, I
followed him and with his pants around his ankles I spun him around and slapped
him across the face hard twice.  I called him a sissy and said " you call
yourself a man look at you, you little pencil dick".  He started to cry and
covered his little penis with his hands sobbing "please Jennifer don't hurt
me".  As he was crying his little cock started to get hard.  My god he is a
sissy and likes me slapping him around I thought.  Standing with my hands on my
hips glaring at him in my most mean voice I ordered Jim to finish undressing
and to kneel in front of me.  He rushed to comply, his little 5" prick stood
straight up and looked like a pale comic miniature of Isaac's massive cock. 
Looking down on Jim kneeling before me I grabbed the back of his head and
forced his face into my pussy.  See that pretty pussy, from now on you will
make it happy.  You will serve and please me, I will no longer serve you, those
days are over.  I slapped him in the head again and said do you hear me?  Yes
Jennifer he sobbed, staining my silk tap pants with his tears.  I walked over
to the leather Queen Ann chair and ordered him to follow on his knees.  Take my
pants off I whispered.  He reached up and slowly pulled them down, as I stepped
out of the pants I sat down and pulled his face into my lap.  Jim licked and
sucked me as I held his head between my legs.  As I watched my husband eagerly
sucking me I thought he was more of a pussy than the one he had his tongue in. 
I was amazed at how easy it was to bend him to my needs.  He was my sissy now
he did not have to pretend to be a man any more.  Jim sucked me till I came
several times then I laid Jim on the floor and slowly screwed him letting him
suck my breasts as they dangled above his face.