Henry and Louis
Henry was sitting in the darkened hotel room, slowly masturbating. His eyes
were closed, and he was in no hurry to cum, because he knew his wife would not
be home for another few minutes yet.
They had reached a point in their lives, where he no longer had a big sex drive
like he used to have. Unfortunately, his wife seemed to have gotten more
demanding in the last few years.
Henry loved his wife, and he knew that she loved him dearly. They had raised
two sons and one daughter, all of them now being in college. So now they had
gone on a second honeymoon to Jamaica.
That first night at the hotel dinning room, after they had a delicious dinner,
he had gotten down on one knee, and professed his love to her again, and
produced a new wedding ring, asking her if she would marry him again.
This had caught Louis completely off guard, but she had replied very quickly "
that she would, in a heart beat ".
The next day, they had found a pastor on the island who was more than happy to
give them their vows again. Louis had felt like she was 18yrs old again, and
that night she had fucked him until he had cried uncle.
After a few more days of tanning on the beach, and Louis fucking him so hard at
night, that he thought it would fall off, he had finally told her that they
needed to talk.
It had been difficult for him to explain that even using Viagra, he had a hard
time keeping an erection.
He could tell by Louis' reaction that she was heart broken. But Henry had
thought this all out, prior to having the talk with her, so he went right from
telling her how even though the sex was fantastic, he was having a hard time
keeping up with her demands...... but, he said quickly, that didn't mean that
she needed to stop.
Before Louis realized what he had said, Henry had leaned forward, given her a
hard kiss, and then whispered into her ear, that if she wanted to bed someone
else, he would not mind. In fact, he thought it would solidify their marriage
that much more.
Louis had laid awake for a long time that night, going over what Henry had told
her. At first she thought that maybe she was too demanding, or maybe she was
not desirable enough for him, but in the end, she understood that her husband
had difficulties and he was man enough to admit it. Just before she closed her
eyes to fall into a restless sleep, she wondered what it would be like to have
another man enter her body.
The next day had been a little awkward, until Henry had grabbed her by the arm
and told her that he loved her, and he was dead serious about the offer he had
made last night. She had asked him if he was talking about swinging, so that he
could get his cock into another woman, or what.
Henry had been quick to explain, that was the furthest thing in his mind. He
only wanted her to be the active one in this scenario, and that he did not even
want to be there to see it happen. The only thing he had asked her, was to
please come home after she had sex, so that he could still hold her in his arms
when they went to sleep.
The two week vacation to Jamaica seemed to fly by, so on the last night Henry
made the first move. He took her to a place where a lot of white college girls
seemed to be hanging out... more than likely looking for black guys to fuck.
It was Henry who plied Louis with a few drinks to loosen her up, and then he
spied an older black man at the bar, who he thought had been watching them. So
when he went for another set of drinks, he walked up next to the black man and
started talking to him about the wonderful weather they had been experiencing.
It went from the weather, to him asking the black man if he would like to dance
with Louis.
The black man had evidently been approached before, cause he smiled and was off
his bar stool in a second flat.
The black man had asked Louis for a dance, and she had looked at Henry with an
inquisitive look. When Henry had smiled back at her and nodded his head, she
let the black man lead her out to the dance floor, where they danced several
fast dances. When a slow number was played, she continued dancing with the
black man, and as he pulled her closer to him, she could feel the erection as it
rubbed against her lower stomach.
It wasn't long before he had dropped his hand down, to cup her ass, and Louis
quickly looked up to see if Henry could see what he was doing. But Henry was no
where to be seen. That's when Louis understood what was happening.
She had gone home with the black man, and had several extreme orgasms. A new
cock, much bigger than Henry's and blacker than the ace of spades, had been
enough to have made Louis scream several times that night.
The black man had asked her to stay for the night, but Louis had insisted on
going back to the hotel.
Henry heard her put the key into the lock, and turned on the bed stand light.
Louis saw that he was masturbating, and a smile spread across her face. It was
not going to be an awkward explanation of what had happened, but him
masturbating was the signal that he had been excited about what had happened.
She had wanted to take a shower before going to bed, but Henry had insisted that
they go straight to bed.
Henry had been very aggressive, French kissing her and trying to put little love
bites on her neck. When he had pulled the sheets back to kiss her pussy, she
had struggled to try to stop him, saying that the black mans cum was still
inside of her. But that had made Henry that much more demanding, and after a
minute or so, he was spreading her legs and pushing his tongue and nose into her
moist cunt.
Louis found that so erotic, that she clamped her legs around his head and pulled
him harder into her cunt.
That night was the first time that Henry licked another mans cum from his wife's
pussy, in fact a black mans cum.
They both slept very soundly that night, and the next morning while they were
packing for the flight home, she had asked him if he had been okay with all that
had happened last night. He just smiled at her, and said that it had been
better than he had ever hoped it could be. She looked at him for a minute,
before she slowly asked him if this was something that he wanted them to do
again.
When a smile spread across his face, she looked down at his crotch, and noticed
quite a bulge. She looked at the clock and asked him if he was up for a
quicky.............
were closed, and he was in no hurry to cum, because he knew his wife would not
be home for another few minutes yet.
They had reached a point in their lives, where he no longer had a big sex drive
like he used to have. Unfortunately, his wife seemed to have gotten more
demanding in the last few years.
Henry loved his wife, and he knew that she loved him dearly. They had raised
two sons and one daughter, all of them now being in college. So now they had
gone on a second honeymoon to Jamaica.
That first night at the hotel dinning room, after they had a delicious dinner,
he had gotten down on one knee, and professed his love to her again, and
produced a new wedding ring, asking her if she would marry him again.
This had caught Louis completely off guard, but she had replied very quickly "
that she would, in a heart beat ".
The next day, they had found a pastor on the island who was more than happy to
give them their vows again. Louis had felt like she was 18yrs old again, and
that night she had fucked him until he had cried uncle.
After a few more days of tanning on the beach, and Louis fucking him so hard at
night, that he thought it would fall off, he had finally told her that they
needed to talk.
It had been difficult for him to explain that even using Viagra, he had a hard
time keeping an erection.
He could tell by Louis' reaction that she was heart broken. But Henry had
thought this all out, prior to having the talk with her, so he went right from
telling her how even though the sex was fantastic, he was having a hard time
keeping up with her demands...... but, he said quickly, that didn't mean that
she needed to stop.
Before Louis realized what he had said, Henry had leaned forward, given her a
hard kiss, and then whispered into her ear, that if she wanted to bed someone
else, he would not mind. In fact, he thought it would solidify their marriage
that much more.
Louis had laid awake for a long time that night, going over what Henry had told
her. At first she thought that maybe she was too demanding, or maybe she was
not desirable enough for him, but in the end, she understood that her husband
had difficulties and he was man enough to admit it. Just before she closed her
eyes to fall into a restless sleep, she wondered what it would be like to have
another man enter her body.
The next day had been a little awkward, until Henry had grabbed her by the arm
and told her that he loved her, and he was dead serious about the offer he had
made last night. She had asked him if he was talking about swinging, so that he
could get his cock into another woman, or what.
Henry had been quick to explain, that was the furthest thing in his mind. He
only wanted her to be the active one in this scenario, and that he did not even
want to be there to see it happen. The only thing he had asked her, was to
please come home after she had sex, so that he could still hold her in his arms
when they went to sleep.
The two week vacation to Jamaica seemed to fly by, so on the last night Henry
made the first move. He took her to a place where a lot of white college girls
seemed to be hanging out... more than likely looking for black guys to fuck.
It was Henry who plied Louis with a few drinks to loosen her up, and then he
spied an older black man at the bar, who he thought had been watching them. So
when he went for another set of drinks, he walked up next to the black man and
started talking to him about the wonderful weather they had been experiencing.
It went from the weather, to him asking the black man if he would like to dance
with Louis.
The black man had evidently been approached before, cause he smiled and was off
his bar stool in a second flat.
The black man had asked Louis for a dance, and she had looked at Henry with an
inquisitive look. When Henry had smiled back at her and nodded his head, she
let the black man lead her out to the dance floor, where they danced several
fast dances. When a slow number was played, she continued dancing with the
black man, and as he pulled her closer to him, she could feel the erection as it
rubbed against her lower stomach.
It wasn't long before he had dropped his hand down, to cup her ass, and Louis
quickly looked up to see if Henry could see what he was doing. But Henry was no
where to be seen. That's when Louis understood what was happening.
She had gone home with the black man, and had several extreme orgasms. A new
cock, much bigger than Henry's and blacker than the ace of spades, had been
enough to have made Louis scream several times that night.
The black man had asked her to stay for the night, but Louis had insisted on
going back to the hotel.
Henry heard her put the key into the lock, and turned on the bed stand light.
Louis saw that he was masturbating, and a smile spread across her face. It was
not going to be an awkward explanation of what had happened, but him
masturbating was the signal that he had been excited about what had happened.
She had wanted to take a shower before going to bed, but Henry had insisted that
they go straight to bed.
Henry had been very aggressive, French kissing her and trying to put little love
bites on her neck. When he had pulled the sheets back to kiss her pussy, she
had struggled to try to stop him, saying that the black mans cum was still
inside of her. But that had made Henry that much more demanding, and after a
minute or so, he was spreading her legs and pushing his tongue and nose into her
moist cunt.
Louis found that so erotic, that she clamped her legs around his head and pulled
him harder into her cunt.
That night was the first time that Henry licked another mans cum from his wife's
pussy, in fact a black mans cum.
They both slept very soundly that night, and the next morning while they were
packing for the flight home, she had asked him if he had been okay with all that
had happened last night. He just smiled at her, and said that it had been
better than he had ever hoped it could be. She looked at him for a minute,
before she slowly asked him if this was something that he wanted them to do
again.
When a smile spread across his face, she looked down at his crotch, and noticed
quite a bulge. She looked at the clock and asked him if he was up for a
quicky.............
8 years ago