Wife's black date refuses to use condoms
by Smal4u
It was Friday and I had to hurry to get the kids at the babysitter's house because the baby sitter had told me that she had to leave for the airport as soon as I got the kids. Traffic was congested but I was happy when I made it with twenty minutes to spare. Once I picked the kids up and drove to our house, I asked Jimmie and Beth if they would like pizza for dinner. A silly question, I knew, because they always wanted pizza. It would save me having to cook and I knew Barry wouldn't mind. I called Big Man’s Pizza and set up delivery for a couple of our favorites in about an hour.
As I pulled into the garage, I noticed Barry's car was already there, which meant that he must have gotten off work a little early. He met me in the kitchen, grabbed me and laid a big kiss on me. He hugged the kids and said that he picked up a movie for them. I told Barry that they could watch it after they ate their pizza which would be there soon. He smiled and said that he also picked up a couple films for us to watch too. The term 'film' was his code word for a sexy porno movie and I knew that he would want to get the kids to bed as early as possible.
Barry and I had been married a little over ten years now and in the last year, 'films' had become a big part of our love life. I had been pretty naïve and inexperienced when we first met and Barry had made it a goal to get me wised up in the area of sex. Over the years we had explored our fantasies, role played, and read and watched quite a bit of the adult fare. Whenever he brought home a 'film' or two, I knew that it would be a fun evening. Even though Barry was in a bit of a hurry, we didn't rush the kids to bed. We spent about three hours eating, playing with them and at last settled down to watch their movie with them. It was actually very funny and we all laughed a lot. Barry and I exchanged glances during the movie and I licked my lips seductively causing Barry to squirm in his seat and adjust his pants a couple of times. At about nine we hurried the children off to bed. We then headed up to our bedroom, got undressed and put the first film in the DVR. It was pretty much a typical fuck and suck, not very exciting. The second film was much better and much more professional. When the blond housewife first appeared in a love scene with her husband, Barry could hardly contain himself. He said "Joyce, in my mind, you are a dead ringer for her." I couldn't quite see it and I told Barry "She's taller than I am and I think her boobs are bigger. And look at her legs."
Barry replied "Well, I think you two could almost be twins." I actually was quite flattered and I moistened right up as Barry began to cuddle and play with my breasts. The husband and wife in the movie were discussing something that had occurred at work. It seemed that one of her co-workers had asked her out on a date. The husband and his wife were talking about their fantasy of her becoming a hot wife but she said she wasn't sure because her co-worker was a handsome black man. At this point the movie really got my attention. I rolled toward Barry, grabbed the remote and paused the movie.
"This is really strange, Barry, because this scenario could almost be about me."
"What do you mean? Do you mean you have a black co-worker?"
"No, I don't. I haven't mentioned this to you before because I wanted to wait until the right time to tell you and this seems like a good time because it meshes right into the plot of this movie. For the last six months there has been this black salesman calling on us at work. He comes in and sees my boss every three weeks on Friday mornings. Anyway, every time when he is ready to leave, he always stops at my desk and makes some small talk, but lately he keeps on asking me to go to dinner with him. I always tell him that I'm married and that I'll have to ask my husband if it would be alright. It is sort of a standing joke between us because the conservation always goes the same but now he keeps asking if I’ve talked to you about me going to dinner with him."
"And now you are asking?"
"No, I just thought it was very coincidental with what’s going on in this movie."
"Well, are you asking me if you can go out with him?"
"No, No," I replied. "But I do happen to think he’s good looking and kind of sexy and he does happen to be black and I guess it is kind of nice being asked out all the time." I glanced at Barry and noticed that he was all horned up so I said "Well, it certainly does look like you are excited about the prospect of me going out with a black guy so maybe I should be asking your permission right now."
Barry grabbed me and gave me a very passionate kiss. As we broke the kiss, I said "Whoa there big boy. What exactly did that mean? Do you really want me to do it?"
"Now are you asking for my permission Joyce?"
"I wasn’t really, but if it gets you all steamed up like this, maybe I should tell him that I can have dinner with him the next time he’s in town. He also said that after dinner, he’s like to take me to do a little dancing and “whatever” afterward."
"So are you asking me now?" Barry repeated for the fourth time.
"OK, OK. Yes, I guess I’m asking. Would you mind if I went out with Lamar the next time he asks me?"
"Well," Barry said with a twinkle in his eye, "I thought you would never ask. Yes, I absolutely think that you should go out with him and I want you to be sure to have a really good time when you do."
With that Barry picked up the remote and resumed the movie. We watched the rest of the movie and, of course, the wife had a torrid affair with her black co-worker. By the time it was over, both Barry and I were hotter than two firecrackers and we fucked and sucked and even did a 69 after we had sex and I was plenty surprised when Barry actually licked his own cum out of me. Afterwards, we both lay there and I still felt like being playful and so as I was playing with Barry's nipple, I leaned over and whispered in his ear "You really fucked me hard tonight. Is that what you want to happen between Lamar and me?"
Barry rolled over toward me and kissed me hard and long and then he said "Well, you did say he said he wanted to take you to dinner and then dancing, and “whatever” afterwards, didn’t you?"
"That is what he said and he is awfully good looking, you know. It’s possible that I just might get carried away like the wife in the movie."
"Well that sounds really hot. When is this Lamar going to be back in town?"
"Well, he was here two weeks ago, so he should be back next week. Are you really sure you’re okay about this Barry? I know we are having fun talking about it, but I don't want to mess up our marriage."
Barry replied, "Joyce, I don't see how a little bit of fun could possibly do any harm. Besides, we don’t even know what he really has in mind. You’ll just have to play it by ear."
"Oh no, well what if he wants to kiss me good night?"
"You are going to really get into this, aren't you? Okay Joyce, I’ll play along. I think it might be exciting for both of us. I guess if he wants to kiss you that would be okay by me, but more importantly, what do you think?"
"Well, he is awfully good looking and muscular and well built, and I think he is pretty handsome and sexy, and I’ve never been kissed by a black man, so yes, I think a kiss would be okay."
I could feel Barry's dick getting hard again. Without a word I climbed aboard and rode him to another thunderous climax.
"Wow!" Barry said.
I looked at Barry and said "I’m not sure that dinner and dancing will be enough. I'm starting to think that you wouldn’t mind if things go further and hope that I actually end up having sex with Lamar."
"Are you asking me if it’s okay?" Barry asked.
I just smiled and didn't ask because I wasn't sure about Barry's real feelings about things going that far, or mine either, for that matter.
For the next week the sex at home was very up tempo and as the Friday that Lamar was to come by the office approached I was becoming quite excited about just what might happen. Of course, I didn't know for certain that Lamar would really ask me out. He was a salesman and he could be just playing me. Also, I still couldn't tell exactly how far Barry wanted me to go although he sure hinted a lot that he was OK with whatever happened. I didn't want to actually come right out and ask him, but as we were both getting ready for work Friday morning, he kidded me and told me that I should wear something sexy for Lamar, and I finally let him talk me into wearing a skirt that was much shorter than what I normally wore and also a tight blouse that showed off my breasts more than usual. He said that his only request was that I call him if Lamar and I were going to go out for sure and I agreed.
Just after noon, I slipped into the ladies room and dialed Barry's cell phone. I told him that Lamar had come in and that everything was set for me to have dinner with Lamar. I told Barry that I was to meet Lamar at his hotel at eight that evening and that I planned to come home and change before I went for dinner. Barry commented that he thought that 8 was pretty late for dinner but I could tell that Barry was as excited as I was. I spent the rest of the day at work getting more and more nervous and wondering what I had done. When I got home Barry was already there, and he told me to go up and get ready and he would take care of feeding the kids. In a while he came up to the bedroom and said he had put a video on for them to watch.
I told Barry I was very nervous but also excited about my date and asked if maybe I should cancel.
"No you can’t cancel now Joyce, and besides, I really want you to go and have a good time. I know it’s just supposed to be dinner and a little dancing, but just in case the two of you happen to get carried away and you get to the “whatever”, I got you a little something for your date" He held out his hand and I saw two condoms. I grinned and took them from him and put the condoms in my purse. I realized that Barry must have remembered that I had quit taking the pill after he had his vasectomy when we decided that two kids were probably enough and didn’t want me to take any chances and that’s why he gave me the condoms.
"So do you really want me to get carried away like that?" I asked him.
"Are you asking for my permission?" he smiled.
"No, I think I already know the answer. If you didn’t want me to do anything naughty, you wouldn’t have given me the condoms."
I didn't get home until after one and sure enough, Barry was waiting up for me. He was dying to find out what happened and I told him I would tell him all about it after we got in bed. WE went upstairs and before I got undressed, I handed him the two condoms back and he got a real funny look on his face. I turned the light off and turned on the little night light by the bed. We climbed into the bed and Barry said "I hope you weren’t too disappointed by your date. I mean obviously the two of you didn’t get as carried away as I thought."
"Why would I be disappointed Barry? We really had a great time!"
"But you didn't use the condoms. I have to admit that I really thought for sure that you would end up having sex with Lamar."
I then sat up in bed and leaned over toward Barry's face so that he could see the big hickey on the inside of my left tit and then I said, “Listen Barry, when we were having dinner I figured that we were going to have sex and when we danced I knew it for sure. We had a really good time and I hope you don’t get too upset when you hear that we did have sex. The condoms didn’t get used because Lamar refused to use them. He said black men never use a condom when they’re having sex with a married white woman. I didn’t know what to do at first. I knew that I wanted him really bad and so I finally agreed to let Lamar go bareback if he promised to pull out and he did. The problem was that he got me so hot and I just loved feeling his bare cock inside of me with no rubber blocking the sensation, that when he asked me if I still wanted him to pull out, I told him no, and he shot his cum in me each of the three different times we fucked."
Barry gasped "But what if he got you pregnant?"
"It’s possible I guess, but I really don’t think there is much of a chance. Remember my period just ended on Tuesday, but I do have to admit that the faint risk of getting knocked up by a black man made the sex even more intense and exciting. Are you mad at me Barry?"
"I'm not sure what I’m feeling Joyce. I mean I guess I shouldn’t be happy about him fucking you bareback and you letting him shoot his nigger cum in you, and three times yet, but on the other hand, I did tell you to have a good time so I guess it’s partially my fault. Besides, I have to admit that the thought of you taking a black cock bareback and letting him cum inside of you does really turn me on."
I reached down and grasped Barry's dick which coincidentally I realized, was a lot smaller than Lamar’s black cock. Lamar’s cock was easily more than twice as long as and a lot thicker than my husband’s. But even though Barry’s dick was so much smaller, right now it was hard as a rock. "Wow! The thought of Lamar fucking me bareback really does turn you on, doesn’t it Barry? I think as hard as your dick is that you like the thought of a big black cock fucking me bareback and shooting all that nigger cum so deep inside of me! “
Barry let out a moan and I climbed on top and we proceeded to fuck our brains out for two hours and the next morning Barry admitted that it was actually very erotic knowing his dick was in a pussy that had been plowed by a big black cock and filled with Lamar's nigger cum before his little dick had been inside and he even said that he figured that must have been why he was able to last so long. Later that night when we got in bed, I told Barry that I had forgotten to tell him that my hickey was a message for him from Lamar. Lamar told me that he wanted to let Barry know just how much he appreciated his letting me be with him and how beautiful and sexy I was. I couldn't believe how hard Barry’s dick got after hearing that and we fucked long and hard again. That’s when I knew for sure that Barry wasn't mad at me at all.
Sunday morning I told Barry that I had found out something else about Lamar that I hadn't known before I went on the date with him. I told Barry that over dinner as we talked I found out that even though Lamar only called on our office every third Friday, and I thought he only came in town one weekend a month, he was actually in town every week. He just had several other accounts that he called on those other days and weeks. I told Barry that after Lamar and I had sex, he told me that he would make himself available any day of any week to meet with me if I wanted to do it again but only if my husband didn’t mind. I told Barry that I definitely wanted to get together with Lamar again but that I needed to know that Barry was okay with it and when I said it, I reached out and touched Barry’s little dick and found that it was hard again. "So is it alright with you if I go out with Lamar again Barry?"
"Are you really asking me that Joyce?"
"Well, I would like to know that it’s okay with you and Lamar feels it’s really important to him to know that you’re okay with it. I guess he doesn’t want to get shot by a jealous husband or anything. But the truth is that it's already set up for me to go out with him this week. One other thing, in the future Lamar said he’d like us to get together maybe two or three nights a week, unless of course, you object."
“I really think that’s up to you Joyce. I’ve told you from the beginning what I really want is for you to have fun, and I think I know what you want, so yes, you can tell Lamar its fine with me” Barry said.
Barry and I had wild sex every night that week. On Friday before I left on my date, Barry again told me that he wanted me to have a real good time, like I said I did last time and I know that he meant it, because he didn’t give me any condoms that time. I think he liked knowing full well that Lamar would be riding me bareback and shoot lots of his nigger cum in me and he knew that’s certainly fine with me. I am also looking forward to Lamar and I getting together two or three times a week like he suggested but I do worry a bit about how Barry will feel when it’s my fertile time of the month. When I mentioned that to Lamar, he told me that he is really looking forward to being together with me at that time and I think that I will too since I think that it is going to make the sex that much hotter knowing that there is a possibility of me getting pregnant with a black baby.
Lamar even suggested that perhaps we meet five nights in a row during my fertile time, to really add to the excitement and if we do, one thing that I know for sure is that Barry’s little dick will stay hard the entire time and that I’ll be getting a lot of fucking at home as well as when I’m with Lamar that week.
The end
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by Smal4u
It was Friday and I had to hurry to get the kids at the babysitter's house because the baby sitter had told me that she had to leave for the airport as soon as I got the kids. Traffic was congested but I was happy when I made it with twenty minutes to spare. Once I picked the kids up and drove to our house, I asked Jimmie and Beth if they would like pizza for dinner. A silly question, I knew, because they always wanted pizza. It would save me having to cook and I knew Barry wouldn't mind. I called Big Man’s Pizza and set up delivery for a couple of our favorites in about an hour.
As I pulled into the garage, I noticed Barry's car was already there, which meant that he must have gotten off work a little early. He met me in the kitchen, grabbed me and laid a big kiss on me. He hugged the kids and said that he picked up a movie for them. I told Barry that they could watch it after they ate their pizza which would be there soon. He smiled and said that he also picked up a couple films for us to watch too. The term 'film' was his code word for a sexy porno movie and I knew that he would want to get the kids to bed as early as possible.
Barry and I had been married a little over ten years now and in the last year, 'films' had become a big part of our love life. I had been pretty naïve and inexperienced when we first met and Barry had made it a goal to get me wised up in the area of sex. Over the years we had explored our fantasies, role played, and read and watched quite a bit of the adult fare. Whenever he brought home a 'film' or two, I knew that it would be a fun evening. Even though Barry was in a bit of a hurry, we didn't rush the kids to bed. We spent about three hours eating, playing with them and at last settled down to watch their movie with them. It was actually very funny and we all laughed a lot. Barry and I exchanged glances during the movie and I licked my lips seductively causing Barry to squirm in his seat and adjust his pants a couple of times. At about nine we hurried the children off to bed. We then headed up to our bedroom, got undressed and put the first film in the DVR. It was pretty much a typical fuck and suck, not very exciting. The second film was much better and much more professional. When the blond housewife first appeared in a love scene with her husband, Barry could hardly contain himself. He said "Joyce, in my mind, you are a dead ringer for her." I couldn't quite see it and I told Barry "She's taller than I am and I think her boobs are bigger. And look at her legs."
Barry replied "Well, I think you two could almost be twins." I actually was quite flattered and I moistened right up as Barry began to cuddle and play with my breasts. The husband and wife in the movie were discussing something that had occurred at work. It seemed that one of her co-workers had asked her out on a date. The husband and his wife were talking about their fantasy of her becoming a hot wife but she said she wasn't sure because her co-worker was a handsome black man. At this point the movie really got my attention. I rolled toward Barry, grabbed the remote and paused the movie.
"This is really strange, Barry, because this scenario could almost be about me."
"What do you mean? Do you mean you have a black co-worker?"
"No, I don't. I haven't mentioned this to you before because I wanted to wait until the right time to tell you and this seems like a good time because it meshes right into the plot of this movie. For the last six months there has been this black salesman calling on us at work. He comes in and sees my boss every three weeks on Friday mornings. Anyway, every time when he is ready to leave, he always stops at my desk and makes some small talk, but lately he keeps on asking me to go to dinner with him. I always tell him that I'm married and that I'll have to ask my husband if it would be alright. It is sort of a standing joke between us because the conservation always goes the same but now he keeps asking if I’ve talked to you about me going to dinner with him."
"And now you are asking?"
"No, I just thought it was very coincidental with what’s going on in this movie."
"Well, are you asking me if you can go out with him?"
"No, No," I replied. "But I do happen to think he’s good looking and kind of sexy and he does happen to be black and I guess it is kind of nice being asked out all the time." I glanced at Barry and noticed that he was all horned up so I said "Well, it certainly does look like you are excited about the prospect of me going out with a black guy so maybe I should be asking your permission right now."
Barry grabbed me and gave me a very passionate kiss. As we broke the kiss, I said "Whoa there big boy. What exactly did that mean? Do you really want me to do it?"
"Now are you asking for my permission Joyce?"
"I wasn’t really, but if it gets you all steamed up like this, maybe I should tell him that I can have dinner with him the next time he’s in town. He also said that after dinner, he’s like to take me to do a little dancing and “whatever” afterward."
"So are you asking me now?" Barry repeated for the fourth time.
"OK, OK. Yes, I guess I’m asking. Would you mind if I went out with Lamar the next time he asks me?"
"Well," Barry said with a twinkle in his eye, "I thought you would never ask. Yes, I absolutely think that you should go out with him and I want you to be sure to have a really good time when you do."
With that Barry picked up the remote and resumed the movie. We watched the rest of the movie and, of course, the wife had a torrid affair with her black co-worker. By the time it was over, both Barry and I were hotter than two firecrackers and we fucked and sucked and even did a 69 after we had sex and I was plenty surprised when Barry actually licked his own cum out of me. Afterwards, we both lay there and I still felt like being playful and so as I was playing with Barry's nipple, I leaned over and whispered in his ear "You really fucked me hard tonight. Is that what you want to happen between Lamar and me?"
Barry rolled over toward me and kissed me hard and long and then he said "Well, you did say he said he wanted to take you to dinner and then dancing, and “whatever” afterwards, didn’t you?"
"That is what he said and he is awfully good looking, you know. It’s possible that I just might get carried away like the wife in the movie."
"Well that sounds really hot. When is this Lamar going to be back in town?"
"Well, he was here two weeks ago, so he should be back next week. Are you really sure you’re okay about this Barry? I know we are having fun talking about it, but I don't want to mess up our marriage."
Barry replied, "Joyce, I don't see how a little bit of fun could possibly do any harm. Besides, we don’t even know what he really has in mind. You’ll just have to play it by ear."
"Oh no, well what if he wants to kiss me good night?"
"You are going to really get into this, aren't you? Okay Joyce, I’ll play along. I think it might be exciting for both of us. I guess if he wants to kiss you that would be okay by me, but more importantly, what do you think?"
"Well, he is awfully good looking and muscular and well built, and I think he is pretty handsome and sexy, and I’ve never been kissed by a black man, so yes, I think a kiss would be okay."
I could feel Barry's dick getting hard again. Without a word I climbed aboard and rode him to another thunderous climax.
"Wow!" Barry said.
I looked at Barry and said "I’m not sure that dinner and dancing will be enough. I'm starting to think that you wouldn’t mind if things go further and hope that I actually end up having sex with Lamar."
"Are you asking me if it’s okay?" Barry asked.
I just smiled and didn't ask because I wasn't sure about Barry's real feelings about things going that far, or mine either, for that matter.
For the next week the sex at home was very up tempo and as the Friday that Lamar was to come by the office approached I was becoming quite excited about just what might happen. Of course, I didn't know for certain that Lamar would really ask me out. He was a salesman and he could be just playing me. Also, I still couldn't tell exactly how far Barry wanted me to go although he sure hinted a lot that he was OK with whatever happened. I didn't want to actually come right out and ask him, but as we were both getting ready for work Friday morning, he kidded me and told me that I should wear something sexy for Lamar, and I finally let him talk me into wearing a skirt that was much shorter than what I normally wore and also a tight blouse that showed off my breasts more than usual. He said that his only request was that I call him if Lamar and I were going to go out for sure and I agreed.
Just after noon, I slipped into the ladies room and dialed Barry's cell phone. I told him that Lamar had come in and that everything was set for me to have dinner with Lamar. I told Barry that I was to meet Lamar at his hotel at eight that evening and that I planned to come home and change before I went for dinner. Barry commented that he thought that 8 was pretty late for dinner but I could tell that Barry was as excited as I was. I spent the rest of the day at work getting more and more nervous and wondering what I had done. When I got home Barry was already there, and he told me to go up and get ready and he would take care of feeding the kids. In a while he came up to the bedroom and said he had put a video on for them to watch.
I told Barry I was very nervous but also excited about my date and asked if maybe I should cancel.
"No you can’t cancel now Joyce, and besides, I really want you to go and have a good time. I know it’s just supposed to be dinner and a little dancing, but just in case the two of you happen to get carried away and you get to the “whatever”, I got you a little something for your date" He held out his hand and I saw two condoms. I grinned and took them from him and put the condoms in my purse. I realized that Barry must have remembered that I had quit taking the pill after he had his vasectomy when we decided that two kids were probably enough and didn’t want me to take any chances and that’s why he gave me the condoms.
"So do you really want me to get carried away like that?" I asked him.
"Are you asking for my permission?" he smiled.
"No, I think I already know the answer. If you didn’t want me to do anything naughty, you wouldn’t have given me the condoms."
I didn't get home until after one and sure enough, Barry was waiting up for me. He was dying to find out what happened and I told him I would tell him all about it after we got in bed. WE went upstairs and before I got undressed, I handed him the two condoms back and he got a real funny look on his face. I turned the light off and turned on the little night light by the bed. We climbed into the bed and Barry said "I hope you weren’t too disappointed by your date. I mean obviously the two of you didn’t get as carried away as I thought."
"Why would I be disappointed Barry? We really had a great time!"
"But you didn't use the condoms. I have to admit that I really thought for sure that you would end up having sex with Lamar."
I then sat up in bed and leaned over toward Barry's face so that he could see the big hickey on the inside of my left tit and then I said, “Listen Barry, when we were having dinner I figured that we were going to have sex and when we danced I knew it for sure. We had a really good time and I hope you don’t get too upset when you hear that we did have sex. The condoms didn’t get used because Lamar refused to use them. He said black men never use a condom when they’re having sex with a married white woman. I didn’t know what to do at first. I knew that I wanted him really bad and so I finally agreed to let Lamar go bareback if he promised to pull out and he did. The problem was that he got me so hot and I just loved feeling his bare cock inside of me with no rubber blocking the sensation, that when he asked me if I still wanted him to pull out, I told him no, and he shot his cum in me each of the three different times we fucked."
Barry gasped "But what if he got you pregnant?"
"It’s possible I guess, but I really don’t think there is much of a chance. Remember my period just ended on Tuesday, but I do have to admit that the faint risk of getting knocked up by a black man made the sex even more intense and exciting. Are you mad at me Barry?"
"I'm not sure what I’m feeling Joyce. I mean I guess I shouldn’t be happy about him fucking you bareback and you letting him shoot his nigger cum in you, and three times yet, but on the other hand, I did tell you to have a good time so I guess it’s partially my fault. Besides, I have to admit that the thought of you taking a black cock bareback and letting him cum inside of you does really turn me on."
I reached down and grasped Barry's dick which coincidentally I realized, was a lot smaller than Lamar’s black cock. Lamar’s cock was easily more than twice as long as and a lot thicker than my husband’s. But even though Barry’s dick was so much smaller, right now it was hard as a rock. "Wow! The thought of Lamar fucking me bareback really does turn you on, doesn’t it Barry? I think as hard as your dick is that you like the thought of a big black cock fucking me bareback and shooting all that nigger cum so deep inside of me! “
Barry let out a moan and I climbed on top and we proceeded to fuck our brains out for two hours and the next morning Barry admitted that it was actually very erotic knowing his dick was in a pussy that had been plowed by a big black cock and filled with Lamar's nigger cum before his little dick had been inside and he even said that he figured that must have been why he was able to last so long. Later that night when we got in bed, I told Barry that I had forgotten to tell him that my hickey was a message for him from Lamar. Lamar told me that he wanted to let Barry know just how much he appreciated his letting me be with him and how beautiful and sexy I was. I couldn't believe how hard Barry’s dick got after hearing that and we fucked long and hard again. That’s when I knew for sure that Barry wasn't mad at me at all.
Sunday morning I told Barry that I had found out something else about Lamar that I hadn't known before I went on the date with him. I told Barry that over dinner as we talked I found out that even though Lamar only called on our office every third Friday, and I thought he only came in town one weekend a month, he was actually in town every week. He just had several other accounts that he called on those other days and weeks. I told Barry that after Lamar and I had sex, he told me that he would make himself available any day of any week to meet with me if I wanted to do it again but only if my husband didn’t mind. I told Barry that I definitely wanted to get together with Lamar again but that I needed to know that Barry was okay with it and when I said it, I reached out and touched Barry’s little dick and found that it was hard again. "So is it alright with you if I go out with Lamar again Barry?"
"Are you really asking me that Joyce?"
"Well, I would like to know that it’s okay with you and Lamar feels it’s really important to him to know that you’re okay with it. I guess he doesn’t want to get shot by a jealous husband or anything. But the truth is that it's already set up for me to go out with him this week. One other thing, in the future Lamar said he’d like us to get together maybe two or three nights a week, unless of course, you object."
“I really think that’s up to you Joyce. I’ve told you from the beginning what I really want is for you to have fun, and I think I know what you want, so yes, you can tell Lamar its fine with me” Barry said.
Barry and I had wild sex every night that week. On Friday before I left on my date, Barry again told me that he wanted me to have a real good time, like I said I did last time and I know that he meant it, because he didn’t give me any condoms that time. I think he liked knowing full well that Lamar would be riding me bareback and shoot lots of his nigger cum in me and he knew that’s certainly fine with me. I am also looking forward to Lamar and I getting together two or three times a week like he suggested but I do worry a bit about how Barry will feel when it’s my fertile time of the month. When I mentioned that to Lamar, he told me that he is really looking forward to being together with me at that time and I think that I will too since I think that it is going to make the sex that much hotter knowing that there is a possibility of me getting pregnant with a black baby.
Lamar even suggested that perhaps we meet five nights in a row during my fertile time, to really add to the excitement and if we do, one thing that I know for sure is that Barry’s little dick will stay hard the entire time and that I’ll be getting a lot of fucking at home as well as when I’m with Lamar that week.
The end
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