My Long Journey Chapter 3
For about 5 years now, I've been so conflicted, when Deborah and I go to bed at night, she is still every man's dream and I'm so lucky to be the one. But then after we start making love I have to close my eyes and imagine she's fucking a black cock to stay hard.
Ugghhhhhh...I'm thinking.....10 inches.....black cock.....she's begging for it. give it to her...and this works for a long while.
On weekends, when we're walking, I concentrate on looking for IR couples, trying to imagin how big his cock is, are they going to fuck tonight...if so....how many times.
One weekend as we're walking Deborah says "Well, that's rude!"
"What's that."
"That black k** over there said 'Nice white ass'"
Looking over, "No shit...that was rude." But at the same time, adjusting my cock at the thought of this young black k** wanting to fuck my wife.'
After that, sex with my wife really went to shit and I feel terrible about it. We start making love, before anything happens I go soft because I can only believe deep down that she deserves something better, not my small white dick....but a big black cock. My addiction gets worse when I discover that the only time I can stay hard and cum is when I'm watching videos of women that look like Deborah....or Lucy....taking a black cock raw and watching them fuck their cum into their willing wombs. Over time, my addiction just seems to get worse and I'm ashamed, worried, scared of where this will ultimately end.
A couple of months ago, Deborah and I go out to a nice dinner in Irvine, very mixed crowd, not packed full, but comfortable full. I have a great steak, she has the salmon, we're chitchatting about Lucy in school, friends at work, bills and after a couple of drinks she asks me about my problem with sex.
Fuck....now what. "Deborah, I just don't know, getting older perhaps, do you think I should see a Doctor?
"You know, that might not be a bad idea."
"Hey, you want to dance?"
"Oh come on Debs, you know I can't dance unless I'm drunk...and I've got to drive tonight."
"OK, be right back."
I watched her get up, move to the dance floor as I sipped my beer. As soon as she started solo dancing, she started grabbing the attention of several black guys. Pretty soon, she's dancing belly to belly with this huge black guy, my cocks hard as shit as I watch his hands grasping both her asscheeks, pulling her into him and grinding their loins together, I almost cum in my pants at the thought that she's not pulling away but has her hands on his shoulders. When she comes back to the table, she's all flustered.
"So, what's got you hot and bothered."
Pausing as she sipped her drink, "Well, he just was such a big guy...and good dancer."
Finishing our drinks and going home, she tells me she's ready to go to bed. I tell her I'll be up in just a bit and then when I hear the bedroom door close, go into my den, drop my pants find my favorite video and as I'm watching, replaying the scene in my head where Deborah is pressing her white pussy against a BBC, imagining them being naked, watching them fuck until finally I do what I can't do with her, achieve a leg shaking orgasm and spurt a huge load onto a towel.
Ugghhhhhh...I'm thinking.....10 inches.....black cock.....she's begging for it. give it to her...and this works for a long while.
On weekends, when we're walking, I concentrate on looking for IR couples, trying to imagin how big his cock is, are they going to fuck tonight...if so....how many times.
One weekend as we're walking Deborah says "Well, that's rude!"
"What's that."
"That black k** over there said 'Nice white ass'"
Looking over, "No shit...that was rude." But at the same time, adjusting my cock at the thought of this young black k** wanting to fuck my wife.'
After that, sex with my wife really went to shit and I feel terrible about it. We start making love, before anything happens I go soft because I can only believe deep down that she deserves something better, not my small white dick....but a big black cock. My addiction gets worse when I discover that the only time I can stay hard and cum is when I'm watching videos of women that look like Deborah....or Lucy....taking a black cock raw and watching them fuck their cum into their willing wombs. Over time, my addiction just seems to get worse and I'm ashamed, worried, scared of where this will ultimately end.
A couple of months ago, Deborah and I go out to a nice dinner in Irvine, very mixed crowd, not packed full, but comfortable full. I have a great steak, she has the salmon, we're chitchatting about Lucy in school, friends at work, bills and after a couple of drinks she asks me about my problem with sex.
Fuck....now what. "Deborah, I just don't know, getting older perhaps, do you think I should see a Doctor?
"You know, that might not be a bad idea."
"Hey, you want to dance?"
"Oh come on Debs, you know I can't dance unless I'm drunk...and I've got to drive tonight."
"OK, be right back."
I watched her get up, move to the dance floor as I sipped my beer. As soon as she started solo dancing, she started grabbing the attention of several black guys. Pretty soon, she's dancing belly to belly with this huge black guy, my cocks hard as shit as I watch his hands grasping both her asscheeks, pulling her into him and grinding their loins together, I almost cum in my pants at the thought that she's not pulling away but has her hands on his shoulders. When she comes back to the table, she's all flustered.
"So, what's got you hot and bothered."
Pausing as she sipped her drink, "Well, he just was such a big guy...and good dancer."
Finishing our drinks and going home, she tells me she's ready to go to bed. I tell her I'll be up in just a bit and then when I hear the bedroom door close, go into my den, drop my pants find my favorite video and as I'm watching, replaying the scene in my head where Deborah is pressing her white pussy against a BBC, imagining them being naked, watching them fuck until finally I do what I can't do with her, achieve a leg shaking orgasm and spurt a huge load onto a towel.
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