Our bisexual Black BF / Lover
We had been seeing a couple of Black Men for sex when we received an unusual response to our sex ad. As a reminder our ad included "hubby more gay than bi." The ad also included a comment that you can tell we are sluts: wife never wears panties & hubby does wear panties. When he answered our ad he stated that he needs both sexes to feel fulfilled, that he is equally attracted to males (especially fem types) and females (especially types who enjoy bi Black men.) My wife and I fit that description. He said that he has had both sexes separately but never had both in the same bed at the same time.
When we met him it was very different. Most Black Men get us in bed, legs up, and fucked us. We were both craved BBC so it was normal. With him it was almost like being on a first date. He brought a bottle of wine, we talked, touched a caressed each other. I watched as he french kissed Beth but when he turned to me pulled my head toward him and French kissed me, I felt the tingle in my panties. He unbuttoned our blouses and went back n forth with us sucking on our titties. My fem side was on fire. He stood up and faced us. His bulge at eye level. We removed his pants, dropped to our knees and showed him how hungry we are for his beautiful Black Cock. He helped us to our feet, put his arms around us, and told us to show him our bedroom.
He undressed Beth, then undressed me. We removed his shirt and together caressed his sexy chest and sucked on his nipples. He lowered Beth on to the bed. He looked at me, "Guide my cock into Beth's pussy." As he went deeper, her moan was pure pleasure. She had a couple of multiple squirting orgasms. When it was my turn, he hooked his arms under my legs, looked at Beth, "Guide my cock into Francis' pussy. As he fucked me he said, "I love you sweet gay boys." Most Black Men fucked me on my hands and knees but he wanted eye contact.
It was an evening of sexual bliss combined with tender love making. We stopped meeting other men. He was married so we could not have taken this further than the times he could get away. Each time he visited us we belonged to him.
When we met him it was very different. Most Black Men get us in bed, legs up, and fucked us. We were both craved BBC so it was normal. With him it was almost like being on a first date. He brought a bottle of wine, we talked, touched a caressed each other. I watched as he french kissed Beth but when he turned to me pulled my head toward him and French kissed me, I felt the tingle in my panties. He unbuttoned our blouses and went back n forth with us sucking on our titties. My fem side was on fire. He stood up and faced us. His bulge at eye level. We removed his pants, dropped to our knees and showed him how hungry we are for his beautiful Black Cock. He helped us to our feet, put his arms around us, and told us to show him our bedroom.
He undressed Beth, then undressed me. We removed his shirt and together caressed his sexy chest and sucked on his nipples. He lowered Beth on to the bed. He looked at me, "Guide my cock into Beth's pussy." As he went deeper, her moan was pure pleasure. She had a couple of multiple squirting orgasms. When it was my turn, he hooked his arms under my legs, looked at Beth, "Guide my cock into Francis' pussy. As he fucked me he said, "I love you sweet gay boys." Most Black Men fucked me on my hands and knees but he wanted eye contact.
It was an evening of sexual bliss combined with tender love making. We stopped meeting other men. He was married so we could not have taken this further than the times he could get away. Each time he visited us we belonged to him.
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