The phone rang on Clare’s desk. She picked up the receiver. It was her husband.

“Hello darling, how’s it going?” he asked.

“Tied up again Steve. This project is taking longer than I thought. I should be finished though in a couple of hours.”

“I’m on my way home. Do you want me to drop in with a bite to eat?”

Clare glanced down at her skirt rucked up around her waist. Her stillettos were perched on the edge of the desk, her thighs spread wide and her knickers hanging off one ankle. The office manager was licking slowly up and down the length of her pussy lips. The situation was making her very wet.

“Oh no darling, don’t bother. My work colleague is just having a snack right now.” She ran her hand through John’s hair and pulled his face harder between her legs. His hands ran up and down her nyloned legs, sending cold shivers through her body.

“I’ll grab something to eat when he’s done,” she continued, “anyway tell me about your day.” Clare suddenly had a wanton idea. Cupping John’s chin with her hand, she made him stand up in front of her. With her husband droning on she unzipped the young man’s trousers and pulled his cock out. It bobbed in front of her, long and hard. Grasping the shaft she fed the helmet past her glossy lips and into her hot mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before sucking on his meat. She couldn’t help make faint slurping noises in her attempt to give John the best blowjob of his life.

“What are you eating?” her husband suddenly asked.

She withdrew from John’s cock but kept it within reach of her tongue.

“Just a sweet to keep me going. It’s one of those hard ones so I’m sucking on it.” She flicked her tongue over John’s helmet. She loved his taste and of course the fact that she was talking on the phone to her husband whilst sucking another cock. She pumped the cock with her fist.

“I’ll see you around 9 then,” Steve said and rang off. Clare put the phone down and looked up at John.

At the same moment her husband was watching her through the glass doors of her office. Concealed by the tall fern in the doorway he had a perfect view of what his wife was doing with the young man. He had stopped by her office to surprise her and ended up being the one surprised. There she was legs spread for another man, smearing her sexy lipstick up and down his cock while on the phone to him. The situation was too exciting to walk away from.

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My wife Amy lay naked on the bed, her body still glistening from our lovemaking. I slowly stroked her flat stomach and large breasts idly marveling over her gorgeous body. My attention was diverted to her vagina, it was slowly dripping out my cum. I reached down and smeared it over the out side of her pussy lips, slowly rubbing the folds of her vagina.

Out of the blue she asked, “Do you like my pussy?”

Quickly I answered, “of course I do crazy, I just came in it didn’t I?”

She smiled and then hesitated, searching for words. “I mean its kind of wrinkly and loose.”

I thought about how to reply to that… “I like it, its kind of slutty, makes me want to fuck you,” I replied jokingly, but actually serious. Amy liked feeling dirty in bed, and I loved it.

She laughed and said, “You’re weird,” then pushed me.

“Why is you’re pussy like that?” I asked innocently.

Her smile evaporated.

She looked like she was struggling with herself.

“Remember open and honest in the bed room,” I said, trying to prod her.

“You promise you won’t be mad with me?” she said.

“Of course not,” I said quickly, starting to get excited. I sensed she was about to tell me something dirty. My curiosity was overwhelming.

“Fine,” she said resolutely, “I used to have a boyfriend with a really big dick, he always fucked me really hard and after a while my pussy started to look like that.” “Are you mad?” she asked.

“No,” I hesitated in anticipation. “Was he black?” I asked.

I had always had a fantasy about seeing my wife with a well-endowed black man. The thought of a huge black shaft sliding into her body really turned me on. I could always come to the thought of her pussy stretched impossibly tight around a monster dick. Finally I had an opening to bring it up.

Amy looked perplexed at the question.

“No, Why do you ask that?” was her reply.

It surprised and disappointed me that she said that. I though quickly and changed the subject. “Did you like being fucked by such a big dick?” she looked concerned, and I added quickly, “It’s ok you can tell me, I won’t be mad.”

Movement caught her eye and she glanced down and saw that my dick was starting to get hard. She started at it and was silent for a minute. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at my now fully erect 6″ dick, as if remembering what it felt like to have her pussy stretched around a fat cock.

She snapped out of it and replied huskily, “yes.”

She looked up at me and said, “I guess that turns you on huh?” giggling nervously.

“I guess so,” I replied giggling just as nervously.

“So why did you ask if he was black?” she said more seriously.

Very happy that she asked the question I replied, “Because all black guys have really big dicks.” “You’ve never seen a black man naked before?” I added.

“No”

Half jokingly I said, “Maybe we should watch some porn with some black guys in it.”

My wife and I watched porn regularly. She even enjoyed watching some pretty dirty stuff and was more than willing to act it out afterwards. I was very happy when she smiled and said OK.

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