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In Real Life, Expect the Unexpected

Man's imaginary raid fetish transforms into reality for spouse.

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May 22, 2024
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Reality Can Bring Surprises
Reality Can Bring Surprises

In Real Life, Expect the Unexpected

DISCOVERING UNEXPECTED DELIGHTS

Let me share this story with you.

My name is Ben. I've been married to Amy for approximately five years. Height-wise, I'm 5'10" and she's 5'1". She has excellent legs, a cute, rounded butt, and C-cup breasts. Meanwhile, my dick is more like 7 inches. Amy can't use birth control, so she relies on a diaphragm. During her fertile period, we either use condoms or have anal sex. We don't intend to start a family for at least two more years.

Someone made an observation, "My god! My husband is a pervert. These married women are being passed around for black men to fuck. That's disgusting."

I just kept quiet and, when I could, I tried to explain that it was just for entertainment. Actually, I didn't tell her, but I used those stories to reignite our passion. Over time, sex loses its spark.

Eventually, I mentioned that she could read some of those stories. I reminded her that they were fictional. With time, I noticed their impact on her. Our lovemaking became more intense.

I then introduced Amy to more explicit, interracial videos. In these videos, white wives were shared with black men, leaving a "creampie" in their vaginas. We would watch these together. These videos stirred her, and she would often have strong orgasms during sex. I also had intense climaxes, as if I'd been turned inside out.

One day, she asked for my favorite story and suggested I email it to her. She started to keep it on her laptop. I noticed that our sex life became even more intense, with my wife enjoying my hugs and squeezes after we made love.

A couple of weeks later, we talked about her recent revelations.

"You know, those stories you read really disgusted me at first, but now I understand that it's a fantasy. I'm starting to find it arousing as well."

I was astonished. "So have you ever considered making it a reality? Like the white women we see in those movies? Is it something you'd want?"

"In a way, yes. But wouldn't that endanger our marriage? Fantasy is one thing, but reality can bring unexpected consequences. After all, I could end up pregnant."

I considered it for a moment and realized that witnessing this would be particularly exciting. After all, we could always rely on the Plan B pill to prevent pregnancy.

Amy went to work and found a stud whom she referred to as "Clark," a tall, well-built, handsome black man. She spoke with him and assured me he was the one. In fact, we had a video conference with him. I suggested condoms, but he agreed to forgo them.

"No condoms, that doesn't fit the story you love. So we'll do it the same way as in your favorite story—bareback and without a diaphragm," Amy announced.

I was speechless. But I hardly cared, as this allowed me to see my fantasy come to life through my wife. It seemed that she had been dreaming of the same thing for a while.

It took a while - Amy had to finish her period - so we delayed scheduling Clark's visit for two weeks. When we finally did, we booked a hotel room and fetched him from the airport.

Clark was well over 6 feet tall and fit. When we met, I shook his hand, and he gave Amy a heartwarming hug. Her eyes were ablaze with excitement.

We called for room service and engaged in conversation. Clark, who hailed from the Midwest, shared that he catered to some couples who wanted their wives "turned out." I could tell from her slight wriggling that Amy was turning on.

After the room service deliver was cleared, it was time. Amy scurried off to the bathroom and returned in a transparent, white nightgown that barely reached her knees. She came over to give me a kiss, a hug, and murmured, "I love you."

Next, she moved to Clark and hugged him, saying, "I love you," before allowing him to fondle her. Together, they kissed and caressed each other. Eventually, he grabbed her and started fingering her pussy.

Amy gulped deeply and her nipples stiffened as he turned her on more. Before long, he lowered himself and began licking her, leading to her first of many orgasms.

Clark moved up to where his penis's head was at the opening of her vagina. Amy pushed her hips back, giving her a glimpse that few people see – feeling a man's erection slide into her vagina, as well as watching it happen.

I, for my part, sat nearby without pants, stroking my own consciousness. What a breathtaking sight as his dark skin glided between her milky legs. When she embraced him and collaborated with his motion, it was so captivating.

"Damn, it hurts, be gentle, Oh my God, this feels incredible and I'm completely full."

Amy's eyes were shut and she was going through occasional fits of breathlessness or vocality. At first, he burrowed inside her, getting her used to his increased girth. Now and then, he would take a break to give her a kiss or a neck kiss, then continued to ride her.

Then she captured him tightly as she had another orgasm. She stiffened and yelled, "Oh my God, this is fantastic!" While she recovered, Clark kept still.

"Do you like it?"

"I feel stuffed. Fuuuuck!!!"

"Where should I come when I'm close?"

"Come in my vagina, flood me with your sperm."

He began moving more quickly, thrusting into her. Soon, he thrust himself as far in as he could, held himself there, and made a sound as he poured into her.

After that, they simply cuddled, and Amy even breathed heavy. Later, when she looked at me and I mouthed "I love you" and gave her a thumbs-up, she responded by spreading her legs to take him in once more. This time she reached out and I sat on the bed's edge, holding her hand as witness.

This time, he mostly fucked Amy. She responded, wrapping her legs around him and gripping him tightly. Once again, she had a massive orgasm, and he deposited even more sperm into her unprotected vagina and womb.

Sitting there, I considered this to be the moment when Amy would be most fertile, meaning she had a good chance of becoming pregnant. Eventually, she rose and walked to the bathroom, sporting sperm running down her inner thigh.

Clark inquired how I liked it. I responded that this was my wishful dream and I was conclusively enjoying it. I also asked if Amy was staying overnight. Of course, he said yes, because his flight wouldn't leave until late morning.

When Amy exited the restroom, I inquired if everything suited him. He acknowledged that he'd just enjoyed himself immensely and invited me to stay if I liked. She returned and gave me a kiss, a "thank you," and asked if I was okay. I told her watching this was one of the most thrilling experiences of my life and I was on the verge of climaxing. And so, she knelt and delivered a stimulating blowjob, culminating in her gulping down every drop.

"You're a scoundrel...maybe that's why I adore you so much. And who knows, we might have initiated a checkerboard family."

She began to laugh and I realized I had unleashed some new, troublesome situation.

They lay together, showing affection, before falling asleep. As for me, I collected a pillow and blanket and went to sleep on the couch. At around 2 a.m., I made a trip to the restroom, and when I returned, they were double-teaming each other to a shared climax.

Morning arrived and the two lovebirds engaged in sex one last time before sharing a shower. We put on our clothes and went to eat breakfast.

Finally, Amy and I drove Clark to the airport. Laden with love, she leaned into him and kissed him passionately. Once he had left, we pulled to the side of the road, waved him goodbye, and drove home.

A few weeks passed, and Amy, smiling wickedly, strolled toward me.

"Shut your eyes and hold out both of your hands."

When I reopened them, I was holding a diaphragm and the Plan B tablet. In my left hand was a证明 that she was pregnant.

"I wanted this process to be completely natural, so I decided to recreate your story and make it real. So, looks like we're going to create our family with a checkerboard pattern: black and white. The next one we'll create."

She started laughing and hugged me tightly. Amy then informed me that I wouldn't need condoms for a while. It's incredible how daydreams can have lasting effects. I'm curious if she intends to indulge in that experience again.

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