Satisfaction - Finally!
written by:
xchief

I am a retired fire fighter from the oil industry after many years of service. My retirement came earlier than I wanted due to several serious injuries earlier that have now turned into arthritis and cause a good deal of pain, even after back surgery and four knee surgeries. In addition, I had a heart attack that brought an end to what I considered a labor of love. I really did enjoy my job and the satisfaction of knowing that I helped others. That may sound corny to some, but it is absolutely true in my case as well as many of my brothers and sisters in the fire service. The worst part of it all for me is that the side effects of the medications I take have left me unable to perform as well as I would like sexually. My doctors have advised against ED boosters like Viagra, Levitra or Cialis. For me, it has come down to eating pussy, which I happen to enjoy very much.

My wife, however, feels a bit different. She is several years younger than me and still has urges. I can give her a pretty good orgasm with my talented tongue, but she seems to want more. I have never had the pleasure a woman feels when a big stiff cock reams her insides and leaves her breathless, so it's not as easy for me to understand how she feels. That used to happen a lot with us. My dick, when fully hard, measured just over 7", which I understand is slightly bigger than the average 6" to 6 ½". It is also thicker in diameter than some. If only it would stay hard long enough to get the job done. Last time I blew a load into my wife's cunt was on a very romantic vacation in Mexico, over 4 years ago. I have been able to shoot a load maybe two or three times a year when my wife sucks my dick, but it seems to take forever and most times fails, leaving us both frustrated as hell. I try to convince her that, if I can make her come with my tongue in her, I am a happy man. I am not lying about that, I truly enjoy it when she gets her rocks off, whether I do or not. It has only been the last couple of years that she would actually take my load down her throat. Prior to the Mexico trip, she had never done that. Now, it's all I have to look forward to other than her juices flowing on my face. I love the taste of her juicy cunt.

The frustration of not being able to take care of her need has led me to suggest she take a lover. I have suggested this a few times, but she always said she would never do that, and that I am the only man she has ever been with. I did take her virginity when we first started dating, but after several years of marriage, I was sent on a temporary assignment to another refinery for about six months. During that time, she had an affair with a neighbor that lasted about 4 months. She doesn't know that I am aware of it and she has not strayed since that time. I understood the situation and was able to put it behind me, even though I was not a happy camper about the whole thing. At that time, I was Chief of Fire and Security at the plant, and knew a lot about surveillance techniques. I knew a lot about her affair because I was able to get evidence. When the assignment was done, she dumped the guy and stuck with me. That was 20 years ago and we are still madly in love with each other.

My suggestion about a lover would happen once or twice a year, always with the same result. Lately, though, it seemed that she was not resisting as much as before. Was she considering giving it a try? Two weeks ago, the frustration mounted once more. I couldn't stay hard and it bothered her so much that she couldn't come either. Once again, I blurted out that she should go out, find a guy with a big hard cock and get laid. This time, she blurted out, "Maybe I will do just that. How would you like it if some stranger fucked me silly and filled me with his sperm? How would you like the idea of me sucking some strange guy's dick?" She slipped into her nightgown and rolled with her back to me. I don't think either of us slept much that night. Things were tense for a couple of days and then, at dinner, she said to me, "I'm sorry the way I reacted the other night, I didn't mean it. I just wish that once in a while you could stay hard. I feel like I can't satisfy my husband and it bothers me." I told her, "Baby, it's not your fault. You are not the one with the pains and the medical side effects. It's me that can't satisfy you. Don't blame yourself. We love each other and nothing is more important than that."

Things got better for a couple of days and she spoke up after dinner again. "Did you really mean it when you suggested I take a lover?" Obviously, she was giving it some thought, contrary to the past. I said, "Honestly, I said that out of frustration. If you ever did have sex with someone else, I would understand, but I really wouldn't be too happy about it. Are you actually considering it?" She answered that she had been giving it some thought and wondered what it would be like. If I was against it, it would never happen, but she felt like she was being pushed in that direction and it might not be a bad thing. I was silent in thought for several minutes and then spoke up, "Look, we love each other and nothing will ever change that. You shouldn't have to do without sex just because I can't provide it. Maybe you should try it once and we could see what happens. I promise that I will not react badly nor hold it over your head if you do it. We will have to talk about it before and after, and it will have to be on my terms." She asked what my terms were and I explained: 1. It couldn't be anyone we know. 2. Nobody we know can be aware of it. 3. No spending the night with a guy, come home to me afterward. 4. I want to know in detail what, where, who, how, everything. Other than that, she could pick a guy of her own choosing. If they got a hotel room, make him pay for it.

She agreed with the first three, but questioned why I wanted all the details. Was I some pervert that got turned on by this? I told her, "I don't think I would be turned on, but maybe I would. If so, maybe that could be good for us and I could do something. Maybe not. Mainly though, it's about openness and honesty. Nothing can happen behind my back. This way, it's not actually cheating because I know about it and approve. Don't get me wrong, I don't care for the idea of someone else going where only I should be, but I haven't been getting there. Your happiness matters to me more than you know. Are you actually going to give it a try?" She said she was leaning in that direction if I didn't object.

The following Friday night, she was going to test the waters. There was a country club not too far from us that had a night club that was open to the public. It was a fairly popular spot although we had never been there. Our friends that we socialized with all preferred a couple of other places, so there was little likelihood of running into anyone we knew. She got dressed to go out that night and looked fantastic. I need to describe my wife. She stands about 5'1", weighs about 110 pounds. She has a tiny tight ass and a really nice set of tits that fill a 36C bra. Her body size makes her tits look even bigger. She is brunette, with short curly hair and is in her early 50s but could easily pass for 35. She stays in shape working at a gym as an aerobics instructor. All in all, she is quite attractive. I am a lucky man. Now, it seems that someone else is also going to get lucky.

She left the house at about 8:30 to go to the club. I was nervous about this, and decided to get dressed and go there myself. I would stay in the background hoping she wouldn't see me, and watch out for her in case someone got out of hand with her. She had been there maybe 20 minutes or so before I walked in. I spotted her right away, sitting near one end of the bar near the dance floor. I got a drink at the other end of the bar and found a dark area where I was unlikely to be seen by her. She danced with a couple of different guys and was having a pretty good time. One young guy in particular, probably in his early 20s, was trying to make his move on her. She would rather have someone a little more mature. The guy got a little too fresh and she slapped him. He was about to get in her face and I was starting to move in her direction when a guy stepped between her and the young guy. This guy stood about 6'3" and looked very athletic. He was a fairly dark, black man with short cropped hair, dressed quite neatly. He stared down Mr. Enthusiasm, who then walked away. Since she had been rescued, I went back to my dark corner. He apparently offered her a drink, which she refused, but accepted his offer to dance with her. They were both good dancers and stayed there for a few songs. Then the DJ played some slow, romantic music. He looked at my wife with a question on his face and they danced to the slow songs as he held her in his arms. After that, they went back to the bar. She retrieved her drink and followed him to a table near the windows and they sat down. I was now wondering if my wife was going to have sex with this black man. Neither of them seemed to be trying to seduce the other, simply having conversation. They danced a few more times and talked some more and it appeared that she was going to simply have a fun night out and come home without any romance.

About midnight, it appeared that he was paying the check, so I slipped out the door to my car. I wanted to make sure I was home when my wife got there so she wouldn't know what I was up to. I watched him walk her to her car and they stood there talking for a few minutes. I waited and watched. After a while, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. It was brief and not one that would be considered hot. He held her in his arms easily and kissed her a second time. This time, she returned the kiss and it began to heat up. It was a little cool outside and she didn't have a jacket. I eased my car a bit closer with the lights out and watched. As the kisses lingered for a longer time, I saw his hand against the side of her breast. Eventually, he moved it around, taking her entire breast gently in his large black hand. She let it go for a few moments and then moved his hand away. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, kissed her again and caressed her breast once more. This time she offered no resistance, but held him tight.

About this time, a 4 X 4 pickup truck pulled into the parking space next to her car. They stopped what they were doing as their privacy was interrupted. A guy got out and went into the bar. When he was out of sight, the black guy spoke to my wife briefly. She answered him, shaking her head yes, and they opened the back door of her car and got in the back seat. This was getting interesting. I shut off my engine and crept around the lot to the truck, crawled into the bed and I could look right down into the back seat of my wife's car. They were in a hot embrace by now, his hands holding her nice tits and their kisses had become much hotter. A flood light in the lot allowed me to see pretty well into the car, but the truck cab offered a shadow that concealed me from their view. I just hoped the owner of the truck stayed inside for a while. I could see that my wife's blouse was almost completely unbuttoned now, and her bra was visible with his black hand contrasting with the white material. Here I was, watching a black man playing with my wife's big tits. He got the last button open, reached around behind her and I saw the bra come loose. He had opened the clasp. His hand returned to the front, went under her bra and now he had a handful of bare tit that had belonged exclusively to me. I felt pangs of jealousy. I had no one to blame but me. After all, I did want her to enjoy herself. I thought momentarily about the man being black. I reasoned that, if it wasn't me taking care of business, skin color was not the issue.

I could now hear my wife moaning as her pleasure began to increase. He moved around a bit and her blouse and bra were now on the floor, her tits in full view of her lover. He bent his head down and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently on it and bringing a loud moan from my wife. His hand went down her leg to the hem of her skirt, just above the knee, and began trailing up the outside of her leg and taking the loose fitting skirt with it. Pretty soon, her white satiny panties were in full view and his black hand again contrasted as he caressed her tight ass. Her head was back and her hands held his head to her chest as he sucked her tits. I saw his hand move toward the crotch of her panties, rub her pussy through them and, finally, slide them aside to ease a finger to her cunt. At this point, she apparently began to have second thoughts and he noticed right away. He moved up and kissed her mouth again. I could see their tongues battling with each other. His hand stayed at her crotch and I watched a big black finger partially enter her cunt. Her arms went back around him and held tight. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down to her tits, sucking them and then going lower. He eventually reached her crotch and planted a huge kiss on the front of her panties and then around his finger. Her hands now held his head as she knew what was going to happen next. He reached under her skirt to the waist of her panties with both hands and tugged. She raised her hips to allow him to pull them down and completely off. I had a momentary look at her hairy cunt and then his head blocked my view. He pushed her legs further apart and then she groaned loudly as his tongue obviously was working magic on her clit. As they moved on the car seat, I would get an occasional view of his tongue in her pussy. It appeared to be wetter than it had been in a long, long time.

I could tell by her actions and responses that her orgasm was imminent. Usually, when she came on my face, she would grab my head and pull me upward, hoping my dick would be hard enough to enter her. As I watched, that's exactly what she did. She was going into her orgasm and it was all reflex now. He allowed her to pull him up. I hadn't notice up until this point, but he had removed his pants and boxers and I got a brief look at his cock. It was hard, menacingly hard, black and huge, at least 9". He was going to reach places where I had never been. Those pangs of jealousy returned and I had to control myself. At this point, I also realized that my own dick was harder than it had been in years. Was I actually that kind of pervert that got off watching his wife fuck other men? I put it out of my mind as I watched him kiss her again and ease the big black tip of his cock between the soft folds of my wife's cunt. He eased his hips forward and her eyes got like dinner plates. "Easy, please. It's huge! I've never had anything that big before." He took his time and was very gentle, but eventually his patience wore thin as his excitement took charge. After about five or six strokes, only half his length was in. He said, "Open wide." and her legs parted even more. One huge thrust and she yelled out as he hit bottom and his balls slapped against her ass. He held still for a moment or two so she could get used to his size. Then he started his motion, not rushing but sawing in and out of her in long deep thrusts. Her pain had obviously turned to pleasure as her hips met his, thrust for thrust, and she came loudly as the first thrust hit bottom.

They fucked like that for several minutes, my wife having two more orgasms. Finally he began to speed up his thrusts and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I heard him say, "I'm almost ready to come. Can I come inside you?" Her answer was a loud, "Yes! Oh, yes! Give it to me!" He did. Three more deep thrusts and he went totally still, arched his back and moaned loudly several times. Each moan or yell was accompanied by a thick spurt of hot sticky sperm as he blew his load inside my wife's pussy. This sent her completely over the top as she had an orgasm of her own like none I had ever seen. She nearly passed out with the pleasure of it all. They lay still for a bit and then he eased his dick from her. As I said, I had a good view into her car. I saw what looked to be a river of thick white semen leaking from her open cunt and dripping onto the car seat. She could hardly move, nor could he. The thought hit me and sunk in that my wife had just had some fantastic sex with a total stranger, a black one at that. It was light enough in the car that I could see the pleasure on her face. I probably should have been upset, but I was quite comfortable and pleased that she had received a truly great fucking.

They sat up on the car seat for a few moments and he kissed her again telling her how great it felt to him. She confirmed that it had been the best sex she had experienced in years. I heard him ask her to go to his place for the night. She declined, telling him that she would be going home to her husband. She explained the situation to him and he seemed to accept. He still wanted to see her again. She wasn't sure. He was kissing her lips, neck and ears while caressing her lovely tits. I noticed that his big dick was like granite again. He wanted to fuck her again and she declined, saying she had never had anything so big and she was a bit sore, but very pleasantly so. He showed her his raging hardon and I saw the look on her face and realized that this was her first actual look at it. He asked her not to leave him with a hard cock and wanted her to suck it. I said earlier that she only started swallowing semen recently and I wondered if she would give him the blow job he wanted. She hesitated briefly and then lowered her head. I watched in amazement as she started sucking the huge black cock of her new lover. At first, she could barely take the head in her mouth due to its size, and she stroked the huge shaft with her tiny hand. She began to get used to the size and got more of his cock into her mouth. Pretty soon she had nearly half of it, but that was going to be the limit. He said he was going to come soon and he would love to come in her mouth. She briefly looked up into his eyes and said "OK." She sucked the huge black dick for a few more minutes and his hips began jerking as his climax was near. He let out a loud groan and held her head, and her mouth quickly overflowed with his huge eruption. I could tell she was swallowing as fast as she could, but she couldn't keep up with the flow. When he was done, she licked him clean and swallowed what was left. They lay there quietly for a bit and she pulled on her panties and put her bra back on, saying she had better head for home. He pulled out a business card and gave it to her and told her he would like to see her again. She said she would think about it and she might call him.

Figuring they were done for the night, I slipped quietly from the back of the truck and crept to my car. She was still dressing when I pulled out of the lot. I got home, undressed and got in bed. No more than five minutes later, her car pulled up out front and she came in the house. When she came into the bedroom, she asked if I was awake. I answered. She told me, "Well, you got your wish. I had some really good sex with another man tonight. It was fantastic. Are you OK with it?" I pulled back the covers and she saw my hardon. She went directly for it and inhaled over half of it. It was no more than three or four minutes and she was swallowing her second load of sperm for the night. This one seemed to be more than I had shot in years. She noticed this and remarked, "If it does that to you, we may have to repeat what happened tonight." I asked if she wanted to see him again and she said she would if I didn't mind. I'll tell you all about her escapades of the next couple of times she went out in later chapters.