Apologies for the length of this (ahem) but I've taken a few days to get all these details tighter and only now been able to put them in to a cohesive account of my wife's meeting with her first ever black lover. Part one covers the background and can be found in the interracial cuckold section.
Part two
The big day arrived (last Wednesday). I had booked a travelodge room for them, hardly the most salubrious venue for such an auspicious occasion but it was located conveniently for both of them and I couldn’t find any alternatives. I had hoped for something better, but Abi was fine with the idea and so was George when she called him to let him know.
Abi spent the morning getting herself ready. She had arranged to meet for 2pm, which meant there was a long wait throughout the morning. She got increasingly nervous about it and tried to keep herself busy. I was remarkably calm. I helped her get ready as much as I could. She showered, neatly trimmed her red bush and ran a razor over her recently waxed legs – “just to make sure”. She spent most of the morning naked, much to my pleasure, and brushed her long wavy red hair several times. She had a light early lunch, still naked, and then at about noon she started to get dressed.
She had spent a lot of time and thought on what to wear and settled on something quite conservative. This was, in fact, a real turn on for me because she looked so ‘everyday’ and no one would suspect what she was up to. I watched her slip into a thin lacy pair of black panties, then a very lightweight (unsupportive) white lacy bra, black mid-length skirt and white blouse. Then she slipped on a pair of mid-height black heels. I was impressed. It dawned on me that she was all in black and white: white above the waist; black below it. Nice touch. I loved the look of her figure in that outfit. Her tits bounced just a little when she walked and there was always a chance of a dark pink nipple showing through the lace and cotton. Someone was in for a real treat.
She set off in her car with plenty of time to spare, not wanting to risk being late. Predictably, she arrived very early and text me to say she had arrived but was half and hour early. Knowing that she was getting nervous, I suggested that she book in and sort out the room to smooth things for when George arrived. Shortly, I got another text to say that the room was actually pretty good and was on the first floor (second floor to any Americans, I think). Then another text: “he’s here”. George was also early – thankfully. I replied: “enjoy. Love you. x”. I got a thumbs up and a heart back.
Then followed what I can only describe as the worst but also the best two hours of my life waiting for news. No updates or anything came my way. I wasn’t really expecting any and I had to Abi to focus on herself and not to be distracted on my account – therefore, no photos or videos even. I tried to occupy myself but was unable to concentrate on anything. My gorgeous, curvy mature redheaded wife was giving herself to another man. On the one hand I had a dreadful sense of fear, but on the other overwhelming excitement. I constantly felt the need to masturbate and had to distract myself to avoid ruining everything by giving in to the urge. Then, at 4pm another text: “its done. On way home. x”.
Half an hour later, her car pulled up on to the drive and she stepped out looking radiant, her red hair glowing in the daylight and her face a little reddened but beaming with happiness. I was already on the driveway myself and rushed to greet her - my newly blacked wife. We hugged and she whispered: “it was fantastic”. She then headed inside dragging me with her. The door slammed shut and she turned the key. Then we kissed, and kissed, and kissed. I ran my hand all over her body as if I was trying to get some sort of clue about what had happened. Eventually, I said: “so, are you going to tell me all about it?”. She simply replied: “bedroom”. Once there we each removed our clothes in a real hurry, but she allowed me to remove her panties so that I could see the mess inside them. Streaks of white semen were still visible but mostly they were just sodden with fluids. We made love whilst she told me the bare details and then afterwards (when we had both cum) we relaxed and she told me the rest.
George had arrived and parked. She ran out to meet him and they kissed in the car park in full view of some others who were there. This was a real turn on, she said, knowing that they were looking. They wasted no time in getting to the room. A dash past reception, avoiding eye contact (she was still nervous), up the stairs and into the room where they started kissing again. But this time it also involved lots of groping. George grabbed her bum and squeezed. She did likewise to him then ran her hands over his back, onto his chest and began to unbutton his shirt. She slipped her hand inside the open shirt and felt up and down his chest, still kissing, running her lily-white hands over his dark skin.
George then ran his hands directly on to her tits, initially over her clothing and then began to undo her blouse, slipped one hand inside and under her bra to caress her left breast. He squeezed gently and ran his thumb over her hard nipple. Abi has very sensitive nipples and I wasn’t surprised when she told me that she felt herself getting so wet that she feels she might even have had a mini orgasm. Soon, he had removed her blouse and she undid her bra. He held her milky white breasts I. his black hands and caressed them gently. The kissing stopped so that he could suck on her pink nipples. She sank back on to the bed because she could feel herself cumming. This is not unusual for her. She loves her tits being sucked and her nipples nibbled. This time she did cum to his obvious surprise (and delight no doubt). Abi then removed her skirt as George stood up to undress completely. Reaching forwards he then took hold of her panties and pulled them down over her smooth legs, discarding them on to the floor. They were both now naked except for her shoes which she kicked off (why do that? It’s so sexy to keep them on. Ah well). He pushed her legs apart and moved in to taste her pussy.
I asked her what his body was like (meaning his cock, of course) and she said that she’s been so overwhelmed that she hadn’t really taken it in at this stage. She was aware of it pressing against her during their kissing and had also felt it hit her a few times as they undressed each other. He sucked on her clit and then licked at her pussy. She came again, big time, leaving his face covered in her fluids. He moved back up her body to suck again on her nipples, She could feel the wetness on his face as he sucked and nibbled away on her breasts. Abi then told him to lie back so that she could taste his cock. He obliged and for the first time she looked closely at his body. His cock was long and hard, uncircumcised, although his foreskin was stretched back owing to being so erect. She ran her lips gently over the tip and then ran her mouth down the length of his shaft. She sucked him for only a few minutes when he told her that he couldn’t wait and had to be inside her “before it’s too late”.
She rolled back, legs open and he climbed on top of her. She told how she felt the tip of his cock brush across her right thigh and rest on her vulva. She reached down and guided him into her vagina. The first cock she had taken apart from mine for over thirty years. Her first ever black cock! She felt it easing its way further into her. The feeling, she says, was overwhelming, making her tingle as he slid deeper inside her. She wrapped her lags around him and grabbed his buttocks to pull him in all the way. And then, they made love.
George gently probed her cervix as she ran her hands over his back. They kissed. They moved together in perfect time. His dark body entwined with her pale white one. He held her thighs, her bum, her breasts, her face with his dark hands. She says that very soon she could feel another orgasm building. She relaxed and let it cum. And cum it did, in wave after wave, filling her vagina with yet more fluid. Her vaginal muscles contracted, squeezing his cock and quite suddenly, she says, she felt him tense up. His cock enlarged and she felt the first gush of his hot cum pour into her precipitating another orgasm from Abi as he fired stream after stream of cum into her.
He collapsed onto her and they lay there, still connected with him inside of her. She says he stayed hard for ages and neither of them dared move. They hugged and kissed a while before he eventually pulled out and slumped onto the bed next to her, still panting apparently. She felt his cum oozing out of her pussy and on to the bed. They made small talk a while until he started to caress her again. First her tits then her soaked pussy. Clear messages that she soon picked up on and reached down to find his cock hardening again very nicely. She slid down his body to take it in her mouth and tasted their mixed fluids – the first time she has ever done such a thing with anyone. She also says that she was now enjoying the look of his dark skin against hers – really appreciating what they had done together.
It wasn’t long before he rolled her on to her back again, pushed her legs apart and mounted her. He entered her pussy easily and together they humped like teenagers. This time fast, deep and powerful. Him thrusting into her and her pulling him in deeper with every purposeful stroke. They were no longer making love but fucking each other. This, she told me, was so sexy and she called out to him to fuck her. He did and they came again together.
After a recovery lie down, they got dressed. He had to get home and so did Abi (to see me). They left the room and kissed in the car park. That’s when she sent me the text to say it was done. My wife had been blacked!
Any regrets? No, none whatsoever. This is very much the start of something and they are meeting again soon (though not until after the easter holidays). But Abi does say that she wishes she had taken her time more and enjoyed the optics of the colour contrast, which is what attracted her to the very idea of interracial sex in the first place. There. Was a large mirror in the room and she says she should have had him stand behind her in front of the mirror and watched as his dark hands slowly undressed her and caressed her tits, then her pussy. They were just too eager to get at each other. I guess she’ll make sure she doesn’t miss out next time then.
