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"A Good Husband"
   by norealwriter


She was rapidly approaching the point of becoming completely lost in
the passion and pleasure of the moment.  With her arms tied above
her, and her legs tethered by long silken scarves to the posts and iron
frame of the hotel bed, she could hear her own breathing accelerate
with each passing moment. The elegant nightgown that she was
wearing for the first time, a gift for "this special night", that her
husband had dressed her in, was now hiked up high enough to expose
her increasingly wet vulva to the attractive, young, black stranger
whose mouth was within inches of her sensitive vulva.  As this
handsome man's wet tongue lightly brushed against her swelling clit
for the first time, awareness of her surroundings began to fade, as
intense pleasure began to crowd out all rational thought.  That she
should feel safe was important to her, and the presence of her husband
sitting comfortably on a nearby chair and watching her with a new
lover, the first man other than her husband that she had ever
experienced, provided her that sense of safety.  But now, as sexual
excitement overcame all inhibition, she became less aware of her
husband, as the primitive part of her mind tuned in to the sensation of
being totally at the mercy of this remarkably exciting lover.

The black man's face was close-shaven and his eyes were dark, kind
and beautiful. His scent was clean and spicy and, because her hands
were bound, she could now only imagine running her hands through
his hair and pushing his face closer to her.  Yet in spite of being tied
up, she still had the freedom to thrust out her pelvis closer to him, 
thus
encouraging more contact.  Her lover seemed to instinctively react to
this motion by flexing his tongue enticingly against her clit, causing
intense pleasure to shoot through her, accompanied by a sudden and
extraordinary creamy wetness that permeated her vagina.  He began to
flick his tongue quickly and gently along the sensitive surface of her
exposed womanhood.  She alternately sensed the warmth of his breath
and then the cool wetness of the room's air against the damp hairs of
her vulva as he breathed in and out against her.  She sensed that she
would not hold on long before her senses would overwhelm her and
she would orgasm.  Normally, she would have welcomed this release,
but she was being transported so far from ordinary pleasure that she
feared an orgasm would bring this altered state to a premature end.

As she cried out for him to stop, her blurred and muffled moans
reminded her of the handkerchief that her husband had tied around her
mouth.  As the passionate and unintelligible sounds emanating from her
rose higher in pitch, the sexual intensity of the room rose too, by
several degrees.  Instinctively, her smooth, black, bare-chested lover
pulled himself away from between her legs and began to remove his
briefs, leaving her cool and moist crotch in desperate anticipation of
further pleasures.

Her husband had seen the black man at his health club. The youth,
who worked as a club lifeguard during the last several summers, would
shower and shave with all of the regular members of the club.  While
most of the members of the club were in very good physical condition,
it would never have occurred to the husband to think about them as
partners for his wife. Why would it?  After all, he was as possessive of
his voluptuous wife as any other guy would be.  He had a wonderfully
close partnership with his wife and their evenings were frequently filled
with loving and joyful sexual relations and there was no sense that
anything was missing. Yet one day, as he saw the young man's limber
muscles ripple as the lifeguard pulled a towel across his upper back,
something clicked.  That this quiet and unassuming young man exuded
a raw, youthful and intense animal sexuality should have been irrelevant
to the husband.  The young man was simultaneously muscular,
powerful and hard, but also smooth and gentle looking.  And while he
felt sure that he was not attracted to the man in any physical way, he
sensed that his wife would be swept away by him.  He sometimes
fancied that because of his close relationship with his wife he could
almost see the world from her perspective, and thus he thought he
knew what would drive her wild.  In his mind he held a vivid image of
his shy wife in the throes of ecstasy while being ravaged by him, as if
by an exotic black beast.

That he and his wife were faithful to one another was not even a
question.  During their many years of lovemaking they had
experimented with videos, pictures and story magazines.  While they
had often enjoyed the excitement of these stimulating fantasies, it had
always been understood that neither partner would actually involve an
outside person in their sex life. It couldn't be denied, however, that 
his
wife seemed to get turned-on by scenarios that depicted black men
getting it on with someone else's wife.  After that particular day at the
club, he began to imagine how exciting it might be if he were to
surprise his wife with the gift of this man's sexual energy for just one
special night.

Roger's wife was active socially and was well regarded in her
community as someone who was helpful to others and active in local
causes.  Janine was modest and proper; she would certainly resist the
notion of such a sordid meeting if they jointly discussed plans for such
a meeting together.  If this fantasy evening were to happen, it would
have to happen on Roger's initiative, and on the spur of the
moment.  He would have no backup plan if the youth was not
interested or, if after things progressed to a late stage, his wife 
wanted
to back out. Thus, the chances of a wild night of pleasure for his wife
involving someone, whom to her was a total stranger, were certainly
slim.  After a long winter and spring of private fantasy, the husband
happened to be at the club one afternoon as the lifeguard was coming
off-duty.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you here.  Are you working here
this year?"

He had broken the ice.  Through the brief conversations that they
engaged in over the next few weeks, he discerned that the lifeguard,
whose name was Daryll, was spending his last summer at the club to
earn money before he would be leaving for the East Coast to pursue an
MBA.  Daryll had recently broken up with his girlfriend, the one and
only girl he had ever been with, ending a monogamous relationship that
had begun when they were each sixteen years old.  His girlfriend had
been upset that he had chosen to leave town, and thus her, to go to a
prestigious graduate school.

Daryll was upset by his breakup and told Roger that he would be
leaving for the East Coast in a few days.  Feeling that it was "now or
never", the husband offered to meet him at a bar so that Daryll could
tell him his girl troubles.  It was over drinks and after a long 
discussion
about Daryll's girlfriend that the husband told his little "white lie."  
He
confided to him that his wife had never been able to have a vaginal
orgasm.  While this was true, the truth was that this had never mattered
to either of them.  The clear implication was that this was causing a
strain on their marriage. If Daryll could somehow find his way past any
embarrassment, Roger would surely appreciate his help....

After his four-year-old daughter had been picked up to spend the night
at her young friend's house, Roger came up behind his wife, who was
talking on the phone with a friend.  While she was conversing, he
snuggled her from behind and began rubbing her tummy and breasts in
a provocative manner that usually got him what he wanted.

"I've got to go Samantha, my child needs me." Janine said before
abruptly hanging up with her friend.

"I have a surprise for you darling.  Are you ready for a sudden change
of plans?"

"I know that look of yours Roger! Have you picked up one of those
movies for us again?"

"Well, not exactly.  This is going to require an open mind; I hope
you'll trust me.  You know how much I love you."

A short time later, they arrived at a nice, upscale hotel that they had
never been to before.  Their room had been reserved and ready for
them before they reached the front desk.

When Daryll entered the hotel room, he was amazed by what he saw.
Bound to the posts of the bed, with her legs wide apart, a handkerchief
tied through her mouth, and wearing a slinky and inviting nightgown,
was a sexy, petite white woman.  She was propped up with pillows so
that she was well supported in a semi-reclining position near the foot
of the bed and with her knees bent and legs spread.  Her thin but
defined legs appeared smooth, silky, and very sexy. Her small breasts
and large, sumptuous nipples were clearly visible through the sheer
material of her lingerie.

Her eyes widened to saucer-shape as he approached, and her sounds
of panic, while muffled and unintelligible, were quite unmistakable.  Her
brown, wavy hair flowed luxuriously across her shoulders and chest as
she began to struggle against the silk restraints tied about her wrists.
Daryll's first impulse was to turn back, but her robe-clad husband put
his hand on his shoulder and prodded him a bit closer to his wife and
the bed.

"This little ritual is all part of how my wife is able to get excited." 
the
husband quietly and confidentially said close to Daryll's ear. While this
was an outright lie, it seemed the only way to keep things rolling.  He
was confident that his wife would settle in to this situation if given 
the
proper time.

He continued in an undertone. "My wife and I have worked out a
signal, and if she really wants to quit, I will let you know.  I'll be 
sitting
over here in the chair."  As Roger retreated to his close vantage point,
he felt misgivings, some possessiveness, possibly a bit of jealousy.
He also now worried, more than a bit too late, how Janine might react
to being thrust into this situation.

Darryl removed his shirt to reveal his sleek, yet muscular physique.  As
Roger's wife watched his every move, her struggling continued, but
with slightly less urgency. As he removed his trousers and his strong
thighs became visible, her vocalizations became quieter, almost
questioning. She stared at the young black man, mesmerized, watching
as his chest muscles and abdomen gracefully strained and relaxed
while he removed his socks. At once, the shock of adrenaline and
hormones flooding her system seemed to stun her, and she became
almost motionless, frozen with her legs straining against the silk
bindings keeping her legs wide open. Her head pulled back of its own
accord and her eyelids began to close and flicker lightly and rapidly.

As Daryll advanced towards her, she suddenly renewed her struggle.
But in contrast to the wild flailing she had exhibited when he had first
entered the room, her movements now took on a more seductive,
rhythmical and dance-like quality.  Her arms and legs worked together
so that she appeared to wiggle her breasts and hips in a slow, circular
and undulating pattern.

The stranger approached and brought his face close to hers.  He
touched the back of her head and pulled lightly at the handkerchief and
looked into her eyes as if to ask if she would like him to remove it for
her. Her eyes maintained their lock on his, studying them. She
nervously shook her head back and forth to gesture "no" to let him
know that she wished to keep the cloth in place. Oddly, the
handkerchief afforded her some sense of control, as she felt she was
not ready for him to kiss her mouth. It was also apparent to her that
the gag would give her the freedom to scream out loudly and without
inhibition. Still, his offer made her feel that she could somehow trust
him. He came around and kneeled behind her. His lips began to play
softly over her exposed upper shoulder and across the back of her
neck. He nibbled gently on her ear as his cold hands first gripped her
gown-covered shoulders.  As he continued to arouse her with gentle
kisses, his hands warmed up and worked their way across to her
chest. He began to massage her breasts through the soft, thin fabric of
her nightgown. As he gently pinched and rolled her erect nipples, she
rolled her head back gracefully to make his lips contact the front of her
neck. His lips and tongue made their way up the side of her neck and
he began to lightly nibble the lobe of her ear. She emitted a low groan
that undeniably signaled her pleasure. As he gently breathed into and
tongued the opening of her ear, he began to clench at her gown,
gradually hiking up the material so that her gown no longer covered her
crotch fully.  Due to the way her legs were tethered to the bed, her cunt
was soon exposed, open and vulnerable....

Roger watched from the chair, trying not to become overly aroused
too soon.  He hoped that he could maintain his composure so that
when Daryll was finished with his wife, he too would be able to make
love to her. This was proving to be quite a challenge. He watched this
young but expert lover climb off the bed and approach his wife's
glistening crotch, head-on, a massive bulge straining the black man's
briefs.

Although it had been only ten minutes or so since Daryll had arrived,
Roger was close to the point of losing it.  A big part of his problem
was that he had been in an almost constant state of excitement for the
past several hours leading up to this moment.

Each progressive step towards the point of no return, 1) the packing of
the suitcase with the new lingerie, silk scarves, handkerchiefs, comb,
and condoms, 2) calling Daryll to confirm that they were "on" for this
evening, 3) talking his wife into checking into the hotel for the night,
and 4) the 20 minute drive to the hotel, had left Roger more than a bit
over-stimulated.  Calling Daryll from the hotel while Janine was
finishing her shower in the bathroom to give him the 30-minute
countdown as well as the room number of the hotel had actually
caused his hands to shake a bit.  And when Roger finally tied each of
his wife's wrists, ankles and thighs securely and comfortably to the
room's elegant wrought-iron bed frame, he was practically buzzing.

Before he secured the gag over her mouth, he let his wife know that
this evenings activity would be a different scenario from their
occasional light-bondage fantasy.  Janine seemed a bit worried, but
before any words could get in the way, Roger fastened the cloth over
her tongue, across her cheeks and behind her head.  He primped her in
her nightgown and gently stroked her wavy brown hair with her
favorite brush until it practically radiated energy.  He took a comb
from the suitcase and began to gently stroke her pubic hair.  He
correctly thought that Janine would assume this foreplay would be to
ready her for himself. They heard a quiet knocking at the door. Janine
was more that a bit surprised when Roger gave her a peck on the
cheek and got up to answer the door. Suddenly she knew that the rules
had changed.

Daryll's massive cock came roaring out of its den with inadequate
warning. Although the deftness of his wet tongue on her clit had stirred
her longing for him, nothing could have truly prepared Janine, (nor
Roger for that matter) for the shock of seeing the young black man's
enormous, fully erect penis for the first time.  As he stepped closer,
she stared hypnotically as his huge, pendulous boner swung from side
to side, its thick base anchored to his torso like the trunk of an
imposing, ancient tree.  Adrenaline pumped through her body and her
vulva lubricated itself yet further with a thick wetness with which to
welcome it.  Her body, as if by autonomic reflex, seemed to be
priming itself for the onslaught of his huge sex organ.  Janine, bound
and prone, felt palpably that she was now prey snared by a ravenous
predator.  She had a sense, on a visceral level, of the inevitable; she
knew what would come next.  As the implications of the shocking
length and incredible thickness of his prick began to register in her
mind, her intense, primal desire to have him deep within her
paradoxically awoke her from her near hypnotic sexual reverie.

Suddenly the reality of losing her marital virginity caused her to panic.
She had always been a proper and upright woman as well as a devoted
wife, and she wasn't sure she could deal with the guilt of having been
unfaithful to her husband. She suddenly became outraged that Roger
had put her into this position. But in the next instant it came to her 
that
this had been all her husband's doing, and that she could actually come
out of this with perhaps the greatest fuck of her life AND the moral
edge of having done this for her husband.  This was a "no-lose"
situation!

As Daryll rolled a condom over his gigantic penis, she began to
wriggle, struggling seductively against the resistance of her silk
bindings.  She was provocative and brilliant as she played the part of a
helpless victim. Janine began to revel in the pure naughtiness of her
situation, thoroughly turned-on by realization that she was about to be
fucked by this magnificent black male right under her husband's nose.
She was certainly not going to hold back for Roger's benefit!

Daryll, too, seemed to have lost any inhibition he might have harbored;
he pounced upon her, kissing her firm stomach, licking her sensitive
nipples and her throat, and finally pulling her gown up to her chin.  His
strong arms and large hands worked their way beneath her, past the
small of her back, and down to her butt before lifting her ass cheeks to
spread her wide open from below.  She was full of anticipation as she
felt his large pole begin to probe her labia. In an instant he had
penetrated her, the massive width of his rock-hard dick stretching her
vagina in unfamiliar ways.  A sense of intrusion and fullness began to
overwhelm her suddenly too-small cunt.  She felt that she truly might
not be able to contain his member within her as he pushed first
tentatively and then ever deeper into her, causing excitement and
providing a type of internal stimulation she had never experienced
before.  Almost reflexively, her pelvic muscles tightened and attempted
to squeeze closed, as if to repel the advance of his cock within her.
But because she was spread so wide, this movement actually served to
massage Daryll's thick rod in a way that invited further penetration. As
she bore down with her pelvic muscles, the walls of her vagina closed
comfortably around his rigid cock, and when she let up on the
gripping, he slid yet further into her vagina.  Instinctively, her body
repeated these muscular contractions, and in an instant their sex organs
tuned themselves to each other.  Suddenly they were engaged in what
was for Janine a new and unfamiliar, yet intimate and passionate dialog,
so natural it seemed "right." The two lovers were now working
together as a team; each partner's effort intensifying their own and each
other's pleasure.  As he pumped his massive, thick rod in and out of
her creamy cunt, her feminine cistern sang back to him in a language of
gripping contractions, and viscous, smooth-muscle massage.  Every
cell in her body felt alive and tuned to this new frequency, and she
desired only that this bliss should continue forever.  His grunts and
heavy breathing in her ear played counterpoint to the primal,
involuntary wails of pleasure that escaped more from her nostrils than
her mouth.  The primitive, limbic, portion of her brain commanded her
legs, thighs, and her hostage gluteal muscles to intensify the
coordinated vaginal massage of his powerfully hard and throbbing
penis.  After an interval that seemed at once infinite and fleeting, the
drama of this muscular wrestling match deep within her body began to
near its apogee.  Sensing the inevitable, Daryll plunged even deeper
into her wet cunt as the two lovers simultaneously succumbed to
massive orgasms.  His penis began to spasm powerfully within her as
he climaxed, releasing his prodigious load safely within her and within
the condom.  In response, her vagina contracted in intense orgasm and
released even more creamy wetness, as her nervous system
temporarily sent her mind and body into a new dimension, beyond
critical thought, beyond time and place, beyond all worldly concerns...

Roger had watched, from just a few feet away as the fruition of his
carefully crafted plan was realized.  He had watched as his wife had
left him and everything else they shared, briefly, for a new place that 
he
could only imagine.  His mental state was a confused mixture of erotic
stimulation, jealousy, envy and overflowing love for his wife. Daryll
was endowed beyond all expectations, and clearly his wife had
enjoyed the encounter with the black man well beyond any of his
secret fantasies.  When the rhythm of Janine and Daryll's shared
rapture slowed and then finally abated, Roger realized that all his goals
had been reached, down to the detail of his maintaining his erection
without ejaculation.

Daryll slowly extricated himself from Janine, climbed down from the
man's wife and quickly dressed himself.  Roger quietly thanked Daryll
and then escorted him to the door so that he could be alone with his
wife.  Roger returned to her and removed the wet handkerchief from
her face.  Her body felt warm, limp and soggy as he held her close.
Her breathing was still quick as she whispered to him that she loved
him, and kissed him on the mouth warmly and sloppily.  He untied her
scarves from the bedposts, leaving them still around her wrists and
ankles.  As he lied down beside her, she summoned the energy to roll
over half-upon him and kiss him sweetly. "Touch me." she breathed
into his ear.

He touched her as he had so many times before and thought that she
felt somehow different to him.  He became highly aroused as she
placed her hand gently, lovingly, around his penis.  As he gently
massaged her engorged and slippery clitoris with his sensitive fingers,
she in turn became aroused again as she sensed her husband's
attentiveness.  The previous stimulation and the closeness of her
husband overwhelmed her and she quickly buckled and stiffened,
moaning loudly, as she came in her usual wonderful way.

She put her heels closer together and threw open her thighs, exposing
her swollen, wet labia to welcome him into her.  He wasted no time
mounting her.  His stiff, unprotected cock was able to penetrate her
very wet, loose, and highly lubricated labia with absolutely no
resistance. As they passionately kissed, Janine gave herself completely
now to him.  As he plunged into her, he experienced a vague feeling, at
once unsettling yet also exciting, that he was fucking a woman other
than his wife.  He played only but a dozen strokes in her seemingly
cavernous, hot, wet and creamy vagina before releasing within her, his
enormous hot load; the product of all of his love and prolonged
stimulation.

A few minutes later they each got up to pee. When they returned they
snuggled and fell fast asleep in each other's arms.  They stirred from
sleep together some hours later, murmuring and kissing as they
renewed their commitment and love for each other.

For many nights their shared experience of that special night fueled
hot, passionate sessions of lovemaking.  While both Roger and Janine
felt that they were tuned in to one another, they never talked too
explicitly of that evening's events.  Once or twice Roger had tried to
find out from Janine just "how good" Daryll had been, but Janine
would only say that the night had been "very special" and that she had
"enjoyed the closeness of both men in different ways." Roger had left
it at that, feeling good that he had been able to provide such an 
exciting
experience to his loving wife. Indeed, that night at the hotel had come
about because of Roger's intuition and initiative, proof that he would
indeed do anything to bring his wife pleasure. It had truly been an
exceptional experience; an experience that neither spouse felt would be
prudent to repeat.

Stories about sex between strangers and married couples are fun to
read, but in real life this practice is very dangerous and stupid.  
Please
accept this story as a fantasy and avoid situations that place your
health and relationships in jeopardy.

                        -- The End --


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