Her husband was having friends over for playoff football and she liked to tease him by flirting with his buddies. She'd never cheated on him and they weren't swingers. It was just harmless fun but they both enjoyed it for different reasons.
In public Beth was shy. She rarely flirted with strangers but she liked dressing sexy. She liked the looks she got from men and sometimes even women, though she wasn't really into women. In private with people she was comfortable with she liked the rush she got flirting with good looking men and a few of Brad's friends were definitely hot.
Brad liked when Beth flirted. He loved knowing other men wanted his sexy wife and he'd recently confessed to her that for reasons he couldn't explain he often fantasized about her with other men, especially well hung men.
Beth had been shocked by his confession and she was a little taken aback at first. She questioned why he'd want that and she'd wondered what that meant about his love for her. But Brad had assured her that he truly loved her and his love and adoration was mostly to blame.
Eventually she had begun to understand and embrace his fantasies. She even began to have some of her own. She'd had a boyfriend in high school who'd had a big dick and while Brad satisfied her sexually, especially with his talented tongue, she did sometimes miss the feeling of a really big dick.
The doorbell rang and Beth felt a few nervous butterflies in her belly. It was like a pre flirt rush and she giggled as she walked towards the door of their bedroom.
"Can you get that Babe?" Brad asked as he stood in the bathroom with his dick in his hand.
"Of course," she smiled sweetly. It would give her some alone time with Kyle and Mark. She liked Kyle most. He was a good looking guy with a great body and he was really good at flirting. He liked to push to see if he could make her blush and he had on more than one occasion. He'd bragged that he was well hung and if Brad wasn't such good friends with him and if he wasn't married to her friend Cathy she might have been willing to have a threesome with Brad and Kyle.
"Hi boys," Beth said with a sexy smile and a glimmer in her pretty brown eyes. She teased her long auburn hair and looked up into Kyle's beautiful blue eyes. He really was her type, with short brown hair and broad shoulders and she felt her sex begin to moisten. Mark was moistly shy and while he would flirt a little he wasn't really her type.
"Hey sexy," Kyle replied. "Have you met Ty before?" He gestured behind them and Beth's pulse quickened. She hadn't met him but she'd seen him at a few parties. He was tall like a basketball player and he towered over her small 5'3" frame but he was built like a linebacker. He had dark ebony skin, a bright white smile and short curly hair.
"Uh, no," Beth stammered. She had never dated or even hooked up with a black guy before. She'd been born and raised in Vermont before she and her husband had moved to California and there were almost no black people in her small home town. But she'd sometimes fantasized about them and was definitely attracted to them. The stereotype of well hung black men was part of the attraction but it was more than that. They tended to exude confidence and she found that very sexy.
Kyle chuckled softly. He'd noticed her reaction and he smiled knowingly. He'd gone out to bars with Ty and he'd seen women throwing themselves at him all too often.
Unlike Mark and Kyle, Ty was single and he was a pussy magnet. He was good looking and we'll built and he had more game than anyone Kyle had ever known. Kyle did alright with women but he'd been out of the dating scene for so long he wasn't sure how to close. Ty didn't have that problem at all.
"Nice to meet you Beth," Ty said in a deep dark voice as he held her gaze. She felt a shiver run down her spine and goosebumps appeared on her creamy, alabaster skin.
"The pleasure is mine," Beth replied in a breathy tone. Ty shook her hand firmly but not too much and she giggled nervously as she stepped aside and welcomed the three men into her home.
The game was too close for comfort and Brad, Kyle and Mark all drank heavily. Ty didn't root for either team playing so instead of watching closely he and Beth chatted. He was smart and funny, warm and engaging and he was very, very sexy. She caught him looking at her cleavage several times and she kept discretely fixing them so he'd look more. Her panties were damp and her chest and cheeks were flushed and warm.
The game ended and Kyle and Mark started to argue. They were fans of opposite teams and Brad jumped in to calm them down. Kyle was drunk, Mark was gloating and Brad, who was sober enough to drive offered to take them home.
"I'll stay with Beth and help clean up," Ty said chivalrously.
"Sure, I'll be back in about 40 minutes," Brad replied. He had noticed Ty flirting with his wife and he'd been nursing a semi for most of the night. He'd been fantasizing about watching his wife with another man for years and while he'd recently told her that he'd withheld a few of the more salacious details. He fancied himself a cuckold and like many cucks the thought of his wife with a huge black man was his ultimate fantasy. He was sure his wife would turn on the charm even more if she was alone with Ty and while he doubted she'd do anything he hoped she'd at least flash him. She had done that with a few of his friends and a couple of times when they were partying in Las Vegas.
Brad left with Kyle and Mark and Ty helped Beth gather up the dirty dishes. She began to wash the platters and Ty stood beside her to dry them.
"Did you ever play football?" She asked making small talk. She could smell the faint aroma of his cologne and it was making her wet. She'd noticed the bulge in his jeans and it looked impressive.
"I played in college but I wasn't quick enough to make the jump to the next level," he said in a strong confident tone. Their hands touched as she handed him a dish and her head began to spin. She looked up at him with a glazed expression and turned her body. The unspoken attraction between them had been palpable. She wanted him and she was sure she had her husband's blessing but she lacked the confidence to say it.
Ty placed the dish on the counter and turned to face her. He brazenly took her hands and pulled her closer. Her mind was reeling and her body was humming. His warm touch and smoldering gaze sent a surge of moisture to her sex and her knees felt weak.
His hands moved up her arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake and Beth squeaked. She turned her back to the counter and leaned back to steady herself. Her heart was racing and her mouth was parched. She licked her lips as a single bead of sweat rolled down her brow.
"I, I shouldn't," Beth gasped. It was a token gesture and she placed her hands on his trim waist. For a big man, with broad shoulders and a bulging muscles he had a surprisingly narrow waist and her hands moved under his shirt to feel his chiseled abs.
Her mind was racing and she lifted his shirt over his head, baring his dark muscular chest.
"Fuck, you're hot," Beth gasped. She looked up at him with warm, hungry eyes and silently pleaded for him to follow her lead. Her nipples grew taut and her hands roamed over his chest. Her juices had soaked her panties and she ached to feel his lips on hers.
Ty grinned and effortlessly lifted her onto the granite countertop. He lifted off her shirt and smiled.
"I don't like them anyway," Ty joked as he tossed her Patriots shirt onto the counter. He reached behind her and deftly unfastened her bra setting her big, natural breasts free.
Beth looked at him and a soft moan slipped from her lips as his fingers grazed her hard nipple. She was 38 and kept herself in great shape. Her breasts were still firm despite being big and they were very sensitive. She fumbled with his pants and once they were loose he pushed them down to the floor.
"Oh my God," Beth said excitedly. He had the biggest dick she'd ever seen. It was even bigger than her high school boyfriend and for a moment she wondered if she could take it. She wanted to and if she couldn't she'd die trying and she'd die happy.
Her hands trembled with ravenous desire and she grabbed his long, thick shaft. It felt gigantic in her small hand and her fingers failed to fully circle it's tremendous girth.
Ty hooked is fingers into her yoga pants and her thong and she lifted her ass off the counter. He pushed them down to her feet and she kicked them off.
"Please," she panted wantonly. She wanted to taste him but she needed him inside her. It had been twenty years since she'd felt anything close to his size inside her. She'd toyed with the idea of a big dildo but hadn't done so and she was eager to feel the stretch.
Ty nodded and rubbed the bulbous, circumcised tip of his prodigious cock against her swollen labia. He smeared her juices on his cock and then eased the tip inside her needy pussy.
"God yes," Beth groaned. She grabbed at his trim hips and he eased several inches into her frothy hole. He'd bedded enough women that he knew to go slow at first. Most women couldn't take him all at once and he pushed half way before drawing his hips back until just the tip was inside her.
Beth inhaled sharply as he eased back inside. His girth literally took her breath away and she started to pant like a bitch in heat.
"Deeper Baby," she moaned. She locked her legs around his taut round ass and pulled him inside. She had three quarters of his length in her married white pussy and she began to babble incoherently. She squeezed her pussy muscles and grinned up at him.
Ty was impressed. He had rarely seen a woman, especially a small 130 pound woman, take so much of him so quickly.
"I want it all," she hissed like a woman possessed. Her feet hooked together behind him and her heals dug into his ass. She grabbed his hips and swallowed him whole.
Ty was balls deep inside of Beth's pussy when Brad walked quietly through the door. He could hear his wife in the throes of ecstasy and his cock immediately grew painfully hard in his pants. He stripped in the living room and then peered into the kitchen.
Beth's head thrashed from side to side and Brad knew she was cumming. He grabbed his dick and squeezed it as he watched Ty pound Beth like a jackhammer.
Beth babbled like a punch drunk boxer. Her manicured nails raked down his broad muscular back and her eyes rolled back in her pretty head.
Ty waited until her climax ebbed and he pulled out. His big dick glistened from her copious juices and he stroked his huge shaft as he looked into her pretty eyes.
"I'm gonna nut," he warned her and Beth grinned. She looked at him and then at her tits. If she'd known him better she'd have preferred he cum inside her. She knew Brad liked that and she wanted to please him. She could feel him watching but she could see around the wide expanse of Ty's chest.
Ty nodded and released a long, low groan. His cock began to spit ribbons of thick white cream onto her big, beautiful breasts. He grunted each time his cock spurted and his load was enormous.
Beth watched him paint her big breasts and she plunged two fingers into her stretched, gaping pussy. Her palm rubbed her clit and she quickly brought herself to a second shuddering climax as Ty watched.
She bent forward and licked cum from the head of his cock. He tasted different than Brad and she liked it. His cum ran into her cleavage and down her belly to her smooth, shaved pussy and she sighed. She knew her life had changed. She knew she'd want him again. She knew she'd want others too.
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