Claimed and Blacked

You and your wife had been talking about spicing up your love life. You had tried a few things, but there was one thing that had always lingered at the back of your mind. You had suppressed it, what would other people think, what would she think? But one night, after a few drinks and some sexy talk she coerced your deepest fantasy out of you.

You wanted to watch your wife with another man. You wanted to see her penetrated by someone other than you. Then you wanted to 'reclaim' her. This part was important, you said, after presumably getting turned on by watching, what would effectively be a live porn show, staring the love of your life, you would get to make passionate love to her and make her yours once more.

She was surprised, a little shocked, but after a few days of contemplation she decided that she wanted you to have your fantasy. But the stipulation was that she got to choose the man. You weren't sure about that, but eventually agreed, it was a compromise that you rationalised was the least you could do for your gorgeous wife.

So, a few days later, your guest arrived, you were surprised to find that it was her friend Richard from her work. A tall, handsome black man. You knew Richard, he was a great guy. You also knew that your wife had a little crush on him, there were no secrets in your relationship.

After a couple of drinks to calm the nerves, the couple started making out on the sofa as you sat opposite. There was clear and tangible chemistry between them, After several minutes of kissing, they began to undress each other, there was some foreplay, she sucked his cock, His huge penis, that both of you gasped at when it came out of his trousers. He licked her pussy, she came quickly from the stimulation of his tongue, she was that turned on.

Soon, she was on all fours, Richard positioned himself behind her.

"OOOOOH!" she moaned as she felt him penetrate her deeper than you had ever been "oh my God! You're stretching me out so much!" she cried" it's sooo deep inside me! I feel sooo full!"

Gradually he slid deeper and deeper, finally bottoming out, his long thick shaft probing that deep sensitive area behind her uterus, sending shivers through her whole body and making her moan and cry uncontrollably with each thrust. She had always been vocal, but not like this.

He picked up the pace, she continued to cry and moan. Soon, she was making sounds you had never heard from her before, as her whole body began to quiver and quake.

She came so hard that she involuntarily ejected his penis, squirting all over the upholstery. You assumed that would be the end and you'd get your turn.

Her lover had other ideas. As your wife collapsed in a heap, face down on the sofa, he re-entered her, encouraging her to arch her back, allowing an even deeper penetration. She screamed as he hit her hyper-sensitive G-spot and, within a few thrusts she was shaking and cumming again.

"Oh my fucking God, you're cock feels so good!" she cried out, her voice a shrill staccato, "you fuck my pussy sooo good Richard!"

You sat, dumbstruck, as your wife had orgasm after orgasm, squirting all over this man's impressive penis. She cried and moaned and screamed his name.

At one point he said "you're so tight, does your husband even fuck you?!?" You blushed.

An hour or so later, the couple were laying on the sofa in a tender embrace, their lips locked in a passionate but gentle kiss, you couldn't hear what your wife was whispering to her new lover between kisses, but you felt resigned to the realisation that you weren't going to get a chance to 'reclaim' your wife tonight as agreed.

In her mind, the idea that she would never have sex with you again was forming as she felt a bond growing with her new lover, the first man to allow her to experience the freedom of true female sexuality.

Finally, the pair got up, your wife looked up at Richard, the look on her face was of pure adoration, then she glanced at you "Erm, sorry babe, I guess you can take care of yourself tonight, huh?" she laced her fingers in Richard's and led him up the stairs, pausing briefly to call back down to you, "you better sleep on the sofa tonight honey, sorry about the wet patches *giggle*."

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