I am 47 years old and my husband is 48. We have been married for 27 years. We have three grown children who live away from home. We have never strayed from our marriage vows. In fact we are avid churchgoers. He is on the Deacon's board and I teach Sunday School, as well as, lead a ladies' Bible study once a week. Our sex life has been great all these years and thoughts of cheating just never came up. However, my husband and I have been good friends with this other couple for many years. We get together as couples about once a month. My husband golfs with him from time to time. But the wife and I are very good friends. We see each other at least three times a week for shopping, coffee, etc. And in between, we talk on the phone. She is two years older than me and in good shape. They are not churchgoers. She believes that it is okay to cheat on her husband as long as it is discreet and he never finds out. She says that there is so much to learn. Every guy is different. There are things like technique, size and stamina to consider. She believes she is a better lover for all her experience. The part that gets to me is that she has to tell me about all her dalliances. She gives me a blow by blow description of what went on. She tells me that I am not getting any younger and she knows I would really enjoy something different.
These stories go on for weeks and weeks and I must admit that they do affect me. Some of those nights my husband wonders what came over me as I am so hot. Also, in the back of my mind is the thought that I am missing something and that some of life's pleasures are passing me by.
I secretly put an ad on a local internet site of a married woman looking for some afternoon fun. I didn't even tell my girlfriend.
I got a pile of responses so I pulled the ad after only a few days. Most of the responses looked very interesting, but one really caught my eye. It was from a first year university student. He was 18 and black. He had just broke up with a white woman in her forties because she got to possessive. I emailed him and asked him if the stories about blacks are true since I had never been with a black guy before. He said he wasn't sure about the stories, but he was 8.5" long, very thick, large balls, lots of cum and does not get soft after cumming. He said he is in good shape and can fuck for hours if the woman wants to.
I couldn't believe what he was telling me. I had to find out for myself. I arranged to meet him in his apartment just off from the university one afternoon three weeks ago. He told me to wear a long coat with nothing underneath because I would not want to waste any time. I arrived there at 2pm and he met me at his door without a stitch of clothing on. He looked very young, handsome,built and there between his legs was this huge thick flacid cock laying on top of a huge pair of balls. His flacid cock was longer and thicker than my husband's cock is hard. He told me to drop my coat on the floor and get on my knees and start sucking his cock. He told me to stroke the shaft with my left hand so he could watch my wedding rings while I was servicing him. He said that was a big turn on for him that he was going to fuck a married woman who was almost thirty years older than him and that my youngest child was five years older than he was and that my husband of 27 years was at work not realizing that his wife was being serviced by a black guy.
As I sucked on his beautiful black cock, it stood up and got longer, and thicker. I could hardly get my mouth around the knob. He got me on all fours and entered me from behind. It hurt at first, but then it just felt like unbelievable pleasure. I was so full. For the first time in my life my cervix was being pushed and prodded and that was just an unbelievable feeling. I think I had my first orgasm after only three or four stokes. For two hours he fucked my every which way. We did doggy and variations on that. I rode him forward and back. He did my missionary and kissed me frenchly.
I have gone back to his apartment every afternoon for the last three weeks and fucked him. Even on weekends. I have to make excuses to my husband especially after church last Sunday we went to the ministers house for lunch and I had to excuse myseld because I had to get to my lover's apartment by 2pm.
How am I going to tell my husband. I will not give up that young big black cock for anything. I don't even want my husband to touch me with his little weenie. It is a joke. But I still want to stay married for all the family type things. I am going to have to do something soon.
FUCK MY WIFE!