“Have you been having sex with someone?”
“No! From the first time I met you I have never been with anyone else but you,” She said, with tears forming in her eyes, “Not unless you count Leroy here,” She said, holding up her toy and smiling.
I smiled back as I reached down and slid a finger into her open hole. Robin let out a small gasp. It was clear that she was still very turned on. I decided that I wasn’t going to waste her mood and the hard on I had in my pants, so I pushed my wife to her knees and unzipped my pants. Robin took over and gave me a first class blow job. It was one of the best she had ever given me.
From that time on we incorporated her toy into our regular lovemaking. I would warm her up with my cock and then bring out the toy. With the use of her toy I was making her cum several times each time we had sex. When I finished with her she would be so exhausted that she could barely move.
We were the happiest we had ever been. I brought home videos of black men fucking white women for us to watch together. She would often let me watch her masturbate with her toy while watching one of the videos.
I started spicing up her black fantasy by using her toy on her and telling her that I am letting a black stud service her. This caused her to explode violently several times. To my surprise I found her obsession to be a huge turn on. I loved watching her explode in orgasm over and over.
One night I asked her a question that turned out to be the turning point in our sex games.
“Sweetheart, would you try a real one?” I asked.
She had just inserted her toy into her wet hole.
She turned her head toward me and asked, “What do you mean?”
I was nervous about asking the question, and I didn’t really want to repeat it but I pushed on anyway, “Would you like to have a real sexual experience with a black stud?”
“Why are you asking?”
“I was just curious. Would you like to try it?” I was growing bolder now.
“No,” She replied.
Her answer shocked me, “Why not?” I asked.
“I’m afraid it would hurt our marriage. I don’t think you would be able to handle it very well.”
“Why do you say that?” I asked.
“Well for one thing I would not only be having sex with another man but I would be having sex with a man who has a much bigger cock than yours. And you know what that does to me. I don’t think your male ego could stand such a shock,” She said as she pushed her toy further up into her waiting pussy.
I thought about this for a moment, “On the contrary, I think it would be a big turn on for both of us, admittedly it would be a bigger turn on for you but I would enjoy it too.”
She grabbed my head and pulled it close to hers and looked into my eyes, “Are you sure?” She asked.
“Yes, I’m sure,” I replied.
“OK,” She said, “But before we begin this adventure, there should be some rules.”
“Rules?” I asked.
We went over a few rules that she proposed until we settled on three:
1.I would have veto rights. If I didn’t like the guy, all I had to say was that I had a headache and the night would be over.
2.When I didn’t want her to have sex with other men anymore all I had to do is say so and it would stop.
3.Once the sex act started I was not to interrupt. I was to let it go to completion.
This seemed simple enough and the rules put most of the control in my hands. We both agreed to the rules and began our search for a suitable man to recruit into our adventure.
Our online search turned up very few prospects. Most of the men we found were pretty crude. They were into the whole take your wife, use her and return her when he and all his friends were done with her scene. Nether my wife nor I liked that idea in the least bit, besides, I wanted to be there to watch this magic moment take place, and to intervene if things got out of hand.
After four months of searching online we had more or less lost hope that we would find a suitable playmate for my wife by searching online, that is until we found the “Secret wives club” it was an online forum for wives who had black lovers on the side.
My wife began chatting with women on the forum and found many who had experienced several black lovers over the years. Most were still married and having regular sex with their husbands but regularly took select black lovers on the side.
She talked to some wives who were into what they called, “Dirty Sex” . These women would seek out situations where one or several black men would either take them by force or have rough sex with them.
There were other wives who were into encounters with black men who came to the house to perform some sort of work and ended up seducing the wife.
My wife learned a lot about how and where to find black studs to service her. She was told about a motel about two hundred miles from where we lived. The women online called it a “Hot Spot”.
A “Hot Spot” was a term the secret wives club used to describe a place where a black stud either worked or lived. When the wives had a great experience with a black stud they would share that information with each other and would pass on the information on how to contact the guy.
We decided to try this motel. First we got a room at another hotel about thirty miles from the hot spot and then traveled to the hot spot and got a room for us to play in.
The motel was a nice place, with separate bungalows in the back for more privacy. We took a bungalow and settled in for the evening. The instructions from the secret wives club said to go out to the hot tub after nine PM and take a dip.
After dinner my wife and I changed into our bathing suits, put on robes and went out to the hot tub. The place was deserted.