They came back again last night. I told them they can move in with me if they want to. They're spoiling me.
I would like to tell the stories of some of my wife's experiences
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I've enjoyed seeing Lisa at her best in the past several days. She tries harder than she really has to in everything she does,and that goes double,triple,or more for anything related to sex. She loves sex,and it shows. I often describe her attitude and actions as an over-******* for lack of a better word. She can come on very strongly without realizing it herself. It works well for her because it fits her personality. Her personality's a little quirky,but in a good way. She's genuine,and she comes across as such. There's really never any doubt about her intentions. She loves men,particularly black men,and she shows it honestly and naturally. She likes to tease,but as she says,"after teasing comes the pleasing."
There are environments where Lisa has to keep her true sexuality concealed. She adjusts and functions as expected in those environments. Spending as much time as possible in environments where she can be herself is a high priority these days.
Lisa's spent a lot of time concentrating on the past lately. Her past,our past is unusual,I think. Her basis for what she likes now goes back to the early days of our marriage. She had such a great time with a bunch of black guys back then that she's been trying to repeat her experience as closely as she can ever since. The time she's been writing about in Germany was when I most enjoyed watching Lisa. Not coincidentally,it was also the time when Lisa had the most success in repeating her earlier experience. The buildup to what happened there was smoking hot! I was surprised that none of those guys had initiated anything with Lisa. She had done everything but lay down in front of them. I can only conclude that it was because the culture of that post was so strict and punitive if a soldier fucked up. There was a lot of pent-up lust for Lisa. All it took was for me to tell a few guys to go for it,and she got busy.
She's been busy for the past few days now too. Nobody except Lisa knew I was here for almost two full days,but now they know. Whether I'm visible or not doesn't make much difference for Lisa. It's two different perspectives for me,and I like both. There were three men during most of the first two days,then Michael's uncle came around to make it four. Three of them are related,and the fourth is a friend of Michael's cousin. Lisa thrives on being the center of attention. The more attention she gets,the hotter she gets,and so on,until she's functioning at an elevated state,a state of heightened sexuality. She describes herself as having momentum when she's like she is now. I think that's an accurate description.
It was like everything else in the world became irrelevant when Michael told her about those guys being in town,and that they wanted to meet her. They've been her top priority from that moment,and they will be for as long as they're here,which I understand is until sometime Saturday. They've spent more time here than anywhere since they been here. We've been hanging out,cooking,eating,talking,and listening to good music. Lisa's the ultimate hostess,barely dressed,frequently dancing,and always ready to fuck.
There are environments where Lisa has to keep her true sexuality concealed. She adjusts and functions as expected in those environments. Spending as much time as possible in environments where she can be herself is a high priority these days.
Lisa's spent a lot of time concentrating on the past lately. Her past,our past is unusual,I think. Her basis for what she likes now goes back to the early days of our marriage. She had such a great time with a bunch of black guys back then that she's been trying to repeat her experience as closely as she can ever since. The time she's been writing about in Germany was when I most enjoyed watching Lisa. Not coincidentally,it was also the time when Lisa had the most success in repeating her earlier experience. The buildup to what happened there was smoking hot! I was surprised that none of those guys had initiated anything with Lisa. She had done everything but lay down in front of them. I can only conclude that it was because the culture of that post was so strict and punitive if a soldier fucked up. There was a lot of pent-up lust for Lisa. All it took was for me to tell a few guys to go for it,and she got busy.
She's been busy for the past few days now too. Nobody except Lisa knew I was here for almost two full days,but now they know. Whether I'm visible or not doesn't make much difference for Lisa. It's two different perspectives for me,and I like both. There were three men during most of the first two days,then Michael's uncle came around to make it four. Three of them are related,and the fourth is a friend of Michael's cousin. Lisa thrives on being the center of attention. The more attention she gets,the hotter she gets,and so on,until she's functioning at an elevated state,a state of heightened sexuality. She describes herself as having momentum when she's like she is now. I think that's an accurate description.
It was like everything else in the world became irrelevant when Michael told her about those guys being in town,and that they wanted to meet her. They've been her top priority from that moment,and they will be for as long as they're here,which I understand is until sometime Saturday. They've spent more time here than anywhere since they been here. We've been hanging out,cooking,eating,talking,and listening to good music. Lisa's the ultimate hostess,barely dressed,frequently dancing,and always ready to fuck.
I enjoy watching Lisa every second I can,whether it's just watching her walk and interact with men,or watching while she's being fucked. It's visibly evident that she's sore now. She's hyper-sensitive. I made her cum in the kitchen today,just by fondling her pussy through her thongs and talking to her about how naughty she's being with these men. Although I enjoy watching all of them fuck her,I still like watching Michael fuck her the most. He enjoys showing off,and his cock is the biggest,although not by a large margin. Lisa isn't a screamer. She's really not loud at all,but that's not to say that she isn't vocal. She makes some extraordinarily sexy sounds while she's being fucked,especially just prior to,and during orgasms,and her orgasms sometimes last for several minutes. Michael's sometimes talks to Lisa while he's fucking her,coaching her to come for him. It's virtually like she's cumming on command,and it's extremely hot to watch!
Lisa has been referring to these four men as "the crew" for the past couple of days. That's the term she always used for the guys who frequented Curt's,and I can't remember her using it again before now. I don't know what's up with that. I pick up on such details like that,but it's probably not significant. I think she's feeling nostalgic or affectionate toward these guys. She mentioned today that she only has all of them for another two days,and that Will's leaving too. There was a moment when I sensed she was anticipating the loss. She probably has a very busy two days in front of her now. Michael and the uncle aren't leaving,and I'm sure she'll continue to attract men. Now that she's feeling like she has momentum,she's likely to keep it up.
She's sleeping like a baby now. She was smiling before she fell asleep. A trace of her smile is still evident,and she looks very satisfied and calm. I love seeing her like this.
She's sleeping like a baby now. She was smiling before she fell asleep. A trace of her smile is still evident,and she looks very satisfied and calm. I love seeing her like this.
My own hubby called me quirky! He said it's in a good way,so I guess I'll let it slide. I'm just not sure I like how it sounds.
I'm not in much of a writing mood. There's just something I feel like I need to say. It's not a huge thing. In fact,it's probably irrelevant to all but me. I just want to explain a little about my feelings about something I love doing. I'm familiar with the cliches used to describe whoring like I enjoy doing when I can. Cum dump is the first that comes to my mind because it's probably the most used. There are others,and most sound degrading to one degree or another,depending on how they're used. I'm not offended by any of them,and I don't intend to be defensive in what I'm saying. I just want to say that's not how I feel about it. I love when men want me. Their hard cocks and ultimately their ejaculations are the highest compliments and greatest rewards I can receive from them.
I know when I'm being used,and it's all good. We're all selfish about sex,and we're all willing to use each other for our own gratification. As long as it's consensual,it's good.
I couldn't control what other people think of me if I wanted to,but I don't anyway. If somebody sees me as a cum dump,sperm receptacle,or whatever,it's perfectly OK with me,especially if they're turned on by it,or get some kind of pleasure from knowing about some of the things I do. I just wanted to explain that I feel differently about it than most of the things I read and heard others say. I'm not trying to change anybody's mind about anything.
I'm not in much of a writing mood. There's just something I feel like I need to say. It's not a huge thing. In fact,it's probably irrelevant to all but me. I just want to explain a little about my feelings about something I love doing. I'm familiar with the cliches used to describe whoring like I enjoy doing when I can. Cum dump is the first that comes to my mind because it's probably the most used. There are others,and most sound degrading to one degree or another,depending on how they're used. I'm not offended by any of them,and I don't intend to be defensive in what I'm saying. I just want to say that's not how I feel about it. I love when men want me. Their hard cocks and ultimately their ejaculations are the highest compliments and greatest rewards I can receive from them.
I know when I'm being used,and it's all good. We're all selfish about sex,and we're all willing to use each other for our own gratification. As long as it's consensual,it's good.
I couldn't control what other people think of me if I wanted to,but I don't anyway. If somebody sees me as a cum dump,sperm receptacle,or whatever,it's perfectly OK with me,especially if they're turned on by it,or get some kind of pleasure from knowing about some of the things I do. I just wanted to explain that I feel differently about it than most of the things I read and heard others say. I'm not trying to change anybody's mind about anything.
I don't know if what I wrote yesterday made any sense at all. I did it in an attempt to express my feelings more than anything. I had a fantastic week,and it came as a complete surprise. Since we were on the road all of last week,Michael didn't bother to call me to let me know those guys were coming. I didn't know anything until about an hour before they got here. That's OK. Everything went great,and he can surprise me like that again whenever he wants.
I think the idea I was trying to get across yesterday is that I'm not generous or easy with men solely for their benefit,although I love to please men. I'm getting my pleasure in return. It's a two way street. I might be about to say something now that would be difficult to fully explain,but it's important for me to feel like I deserve what men do to me. The best way I know to explain it is that I like to feel certain that I'm doing all I can to make it good for them. I'm not talking about just the physical sex,but everything,my attitude,dressing to please them,teasing,foreplay,everything. I like to feel like I deserve their attention and their energy. They could be giving it all to other women. When they give it to me,I want to feel deserving of it.
I think the idea I was trying to get across yesterday is that I'm not generous or easy with men solely for their benefit,although I love to please men. I'm getting my pleasure in return. It's a two way street. I might be about to say something now that would be difficult to fully explain,but it's important for me to feel like I deserve what men do to me. The best way I know to explain it is that I like to feel certain that I'm doing all I can to make it good for them. I'm not talking about just the physical sex,but everything,my attitude,dressing to please them,teasing,foreplay,everything. I like to feel like I deserve their attention and their energy. They could be giving it all to other women. When they give it to me,I want to feel deserving of it.
Hubby asked if I'm going to write about the past week. I want to,but I'm at a loss as to how. Nothing was organized or planned. We made everything up as we went along. If we planned anything,it was no more than an hour in advance. We mostly just hung out and kicked back. I dressed for them,nothing fancy,just some very short skirts,dresses,shorts,and lingerie. Being surrounded by men is always fun. I always make sure they know that I'm ready to fuck anytime they want to fuck me. It was something like it used to be. Most of the sex was one man at a time in my bedroom,but they teamed up on me a few times. Even then,it wasn't unusual or kinky,unless being book-ended is kinky. I didn't get tied upside down or anything like that. I didn't get tied up at all. My jaw muscles and sides of my neck are sore from sucking cock so much,and my pussy's nice and sore too. I haven't been like this in a long time,too long. I love it! I don't think I'm kinky. I just like being fucked a lot.
Lisa's portrayal of herself is overly modest. In family environments,she blends in. In unrestricted environments,she exudes sexuality. She has to overcome thoughts of self-doubt occasionally,but she's capable of being aggressive when her confidence level and momentum is elevated. She's been constantly flirtatious this past week,and it's no wonder that she's been getting her brains fucked out. She rarely gives it a break. She's polite enough not to interrupt men's conversations,but it takes significant effort for her. The only time she hasn't been coaxing them to sex has been while they were fucking her. Even then,you could make a good argument that she's working toward the the next time! If all I knew of Lisa is how she comes across in what she writes,I would think she's moderate,thoughtful,nice,polite,etc. That's all true of her in non-sexual aspects of her life. Sexually? That's not Lisa. She's much bolder than that.
I haven't written anything here that I didn't first talk to Lisa about. She understands what I'm saying and she doesn't disagree with what I've said. She has some difficulty recounting sexual experiences in written words,largely because of a fear of being perceived to be vulgar.
I haven't written anything here that I didn't first talk to Lisa about. She understands what I'm saying and she doesn't disagree with what I've said. She has some difficulty recounting sexual experiences in written words,largely because of a fear of being perceived to be vulgar.
I hope I can explain my thoughts and feelings about what my hubby calls my aggressiveness. I'm not sure if I consider myself to be aggressive,but I know what he means. I think of it more in terms of being honest,straight-forward,and clear about my intentions. I think most men prefer that sort of stance from me. I might be considered more aggressive than average. It seems natural and comfortable to me. I think men,after they get to know me expect me to be direct,and they're comfortable being direct with me. That's what I like,and if that's being aggressive,then I'm aggressive.
And bold? Yes. I can understand why he says that. When I'm being bold,it's a good day. That means I'm feeling good.
I'll try to get better about those details. I've been telling myself all along that I need to do that,but I don't want to be crude or vulgar in my descriptions.
I'll try to explain one detail that I'm keenly aware of. At times like last week,really good times,when there are several men getting me frequently,there's a lot of cum. I don't try to tell men what to do. They make their own choices,and most chose to cum inside me. That's what I like best. I like the way it feels inside me. It coats all my inner womanhood with it's silky smoothness,but it doesn't all stay inside me as I move around. I'm kind of a neat freak when it comes to my house. I like to keep everything clean and tidy,so I'll usually wipe away excess cum if my hubby's not watching,to prevent getting cum all over. But,because I know how much my hubby enjoys certain visuals,like cum running down my legs in streams,or dripping onto my feet after somebody pulls out of me,I purposely let things like that happen when he's watching. I just let cum go wherever it goes and clean up later. I'm always happy to swallow cum. I never,ever spit it out,but I might accidentally take a shot in my face or on my body,or let some drip out of my mouth if my hubby's watching. I know how much he loves when I do things like that,and it only takes a little change to make a good show for him.
And bold? Yes. I can understand why he says that. When I'm being bold,it's a good day. That means I'm feeling good.
I'll try to get better about those details. I've been telling myself all along that I need to do that,but I don't want to be crude or vulgar in my descriptions.
I'll try to explain one detail that I'm keenly aware of. At times like last week,really good times,when there are several men getting me frequently,there's a lot of cum. I don't try to tell men what to do. They make their own choices,and most chose to cum inside me. That's what I like best. I like the way it feels inside me. It coats all my inner womanhood with it's silky smoothness,but it doesn't all stay inside me as I move around. I'm kind of a neat freak when it comes to my house. I like to keep everything clean and tidy,so I'll usually wipe away excess cum if my hubby's not watching,to prevent getting cum all over. But,because I know how much my hubby enjoys certain visuals,like cum running down my legs in streams,or dripping onto my feet after somebody pulls out of me,I purposely let things like that happen when he's watching. I just let cum go wherever it goes and clean up later. I'm always happy to swallow cum. I never,ever spit it out,but I might accidentally take a shot in my face or on my body,or let some drip out of my mouth if my hubby's watching. I know how much he loves when I do things like that,and it only takes a little change to make a good show for him.
I'm afraid it's time for me to bid adieu and thank everybody who's been interested enough in me to want read about me. It might be just a mood thing,and maybe it's temporary. I can't seem to find a way to say what I want to say. It's like I'm having to try really hard,and it's not fun when I'm having to put that much effort into it.
There's not much in life that can compare with good sex. For me,it's virtually necessary that it be with black men. It just is. I've read a considerable volume about other people's experiences in regard to interracial sex. The various perspectives and experiences are all over the place. It's been fun to tell some of mine,and flattering that some people have found me and my life interesting.
Thank you all!
There's not much in life that can compare with good sex. For me,it's virtually necessary that it be with black men. It just is. I've read a considerable volume about other people's experiences in regard to interracial sex. The various perspectives and experiences are all over the place. It's been fun to tell some of mine,and flattering that some people have found me and my life interesting.
Thank you all!
Lisa's taking the writing thing too seriously. She's trying too hard and expecting too much of herself.
I don't have time right now,but there's plenty more that I can tell about her. She's a hot tramp with quite a track record.
I don't have time right now,but there's plenty more that I can tell about her. She's a hot tramp with quite a track record.
I'm on my own in this endeavor for now. Lisa's frustrated because something's not coming out right. I would try to help if she could explain it to me,but she's clammed up and got an attitude about it,so............??? She'll be OK in time.
I'm determined to tattle on her in the most explicit detail possible,but I'm not sure where to start. I think I remember describing how she looks physically when I started this thread. I think I described how she looked when she was around twenty. Her tits and ass are a little bigger now. When I mention that,she always adds that her belly is too. It's not by much,and I'm sure I can see that it's getting firmer lately. The girl's really hanging in there,and even men who're less than half her age are noticing.
The same goes for her personality and attitude. At twenty,she was both hyper-active and hyper-sexual. She's only slightly more laid back now. She's usually a little shy when she meets a new guy,and as soon as the ice is broken,she's wide open. She loves to fuck,and sometimes approaches sex as if it were a contact sport. She used to use the term "sport fuck" often,and she meant it more literally than as idle slang.
As I sit here trying to remember what I wrote about her before,some things I've thought about adding since then come to mind.
Going back to the time when we moved into the apartment next door to Curt and Victor. Lisa described being weeks into what she was doing before giving serious thought to the IR factor. I wasn't there during most of that time. Some of the details of that time period are fuzzy for me. It was a long time ago. I was busier than hell and stressed to the max much of the time too,but I took notice of the IR part of the situation right away. I didn't say much,if anything to Lisa about it. We didn't get enough time together to talk much,and I didn't want to interfere or distract her. I was glad that she was having a good time,and that I didn't have to worry about her being miserable. I think anybody who could have known the situation there and knew Lisa would've predicted that scores of black guys were sure to fuck her silly. I thought about something that almost nobody else would've considered. My thought was that there were some surprises coming soon,and that Lisa wouldn't be the only person who would be surprised. It was true that she was out-numbered in a big way,but she liked it like that,and was mentally prepared for it. We had discussed the male/female ratio around Army posts in depth. Lisa was aware of her numerical advantage and would get giddy when we talked about it. She was very young,and had certain naivete,but she was also a complete sex maniac! Most of those guys were young too. They might have been as sexually potent as men can be,but most of them didn't have the life's experience to prepare them for Lisa.
Curt and I didn't realize it until later,but we were both having similar thoughts about the shock factor Lisa would have on some of those guys. We're talking overly-zealous,use your dick for a fuck-pole,spring-loaded pussy to match your every stroke and keep coming back for more! Curt was a few years older and had a good feel for how Lisa could be by the time Victor left and he started lining her up for the other guys. A few months later,Curt was telling me about some of those guys stories after their first times with Lisa,and it was hilarious! I laughed so hard that I almost pissed my pants. She wasn't that wild very time,but she was extremely excited about her situation then,and she was a ******* to be dealt with.
From the first time I came home,after all that got started,I knew that Lisa would probably always like to fuck black men. She was telling me about how things had started happening for her,and it dawned on me that every guy she had described to me was a black guy,so I asked her if all of them were black. She was smiling ear to ear,and could barely contain herself when she answered my question. YES! They're all black!
I knew.
I'm determined to tattle on her in the most explicit detail possible,but I'm not sure where to start. I think I remember describing how she looks physically when I started this thread. I think I described how she looked when she was around twenty. Her tits and ass are a little bigger now. When I mention that,she always adds that her belly is too. It's not by much,and I'm sure I can see that it's getting firmer lately. The girl's really hanging in there,and even men who're less than half her age are noticing.
The same goes for her personality and attitude. At twenty,she was both hyper-active and hyper-sexual. She's only slightly more laid back now. She's usually a little shy when she meets a new guy,and as soon as the ice is broken,she's wide open. She loves to fuck,and sometimes approaches sex as if it were a contact sport. She used to use the term "sport fuck" often,and she meant it more literally than as idle slang.
As I sit here trying to remember what I wrote about her before,some things I've thought about adding since then come to mind.
Going back to the time when we moved into the apartment next door to Curt and Victor. Lisa described being weeks into what she was doing before giving serious thought to the IR factor. I wasn't there during most of that time. Some of the details of that time period are fuzzy for me. It was a long time ago. I was busier than hell and stressed to the max much of the time too,but I took notice of the IR part of the situation right away. I didn't say much,if anything to Lisa about it. We didn't get enough time together to talk much,and I didn't want to interfere or distract her. I was glad that she was having a good time,and that I didn't have to worry about her being miserable. I think anybody who could have known the situation there and knew Lisa would've predicted that scores of black guys were sure to fuck her silly. I thought about something that almost nobody else would've considered. My thought was that there were some surprises coming soon,and that Lisa wouldn't be the only person who would be surprised. It was true that she was out-numbered in a big way,but she liked it like that,and was mentally prepared for it. We had discussed the male/female ratio around Army posts in depth. Lisa was aware of her numerical advantage and would get giddy when we talked about it. She was very young,and had certain naivete,but she was also a complete sex maniac! Most of those guys were young too. They might have been as sexually potent as men can be,but most of them didn't have the life's experience to prepare them for Lisa.
Curt and I didn't realize it until later,but we were both having similar thoughts about the shock factor Lisa would have on some of those guys. We're talking overly-zealous,use your dick for a fuck-pole,spring-loaded pussy to match your every stroke and keep coming back for more! Curt was a few years older and had a good feel for how Lisa could be by the time Victor left and he started lining her up for the other guys. A few months later,Curt was telling me about some of those guys stories after their first times with Lisa,and it was hilarious! I laughed so hard that I almost pissed my pants. She wasn't that wild very time,but she was extremely excited about her situation then,and she was a ******* to be dealt with.
From the first time I came home,after all that got started,I knew that Lisa would probably always like to fuck black men. She was telling me about how things had started happening for her,and it dawned on me that every guy she had described to me was a black guy,so I asked her if all of them were black. She was smiling ear to ear,and could barely contain herself when she answered my question. YES! They're all black!
I knew.
Lisa thinks me calling her a ******* made her sound tough,and she does't want to be tough. She's a sweetheart in every way,and she's not tough. What I meant was that she's often very high-energy and her enthusiasm for sex is unusual. She can surprise,and even shock a man who isn't familiar with her,but in a very good way. I don't think anybody has ever complained.
I guess I can do whatever I want now,so I'll go back to Germany. That was the best of times for me as well as for Lisa. I had a job that was so easy that it was often boring. The best part of that job was that I was only on duty a little more than half the time. I had plenty of time to play and watch Lisa play.which was tops for me. I was away far more than I was at home for the first five years we were married. I was away for two to three weeks at a time during that tour in Germany too,but I was at home almost an equal time,and I was off duty around the clock when I was at home. I missed a lot more than I saw of Lisa's playing in Georgia,and I got a chance to make up for some of that in Germany.
Lisa had men tripping on cracks in the sidewalk during that summer she wrote about when she was all over the valley pushing the baby stroller. I've always thought it would be interesting to have a movie of her for that time. She started walking in the Spring,as soon as the weather was warm enough to go out,with a four-month-old baby and and a noticeable amount of post-childbirth poundage. By the time the leaves were turning she had the killer body back and better than ever! It would be interesting to see a fast-forward replay of what she did that summer. She was obviously very conscious of her body and determined to get it back in top shape. There were a number of men who observed her progress closely enough to have been qualified to provide a detailed critique of her accomplishment. Lisa made it more entertaining for everybody in mid-summer. When the mercury hit the high point that summer,she had made enough progress to drastically reduce the volume of clothing she wore,and was down to very short athletic shorts and tank tops. Lisa was aware that she had an audience. She was more than aware. She wanted to convert some of them from onlookers to friends and potential sex partners,and was strutting her stuff as best she could under the circumstances,trying to make something good happen. In the military,there's always scrutiny from people who are critical in a different way,and it's always best not to get noticed too much by them. Lisa was undoubtedly pushing the limits that summer.
Late that Summer,I started thinking how I could give Lisa some help. I wanted it for her as much as she wanted it,because I was eager to watch her again.
Even though I wasn't assigned to one of the units on the post where we lived,I knew many of the men there. I had an old Bimmer project car at the craft shop that I was restoring. I spent some time shooting pool at the rec center,and I used the gym there.
I dropped a few vague hints about my horny wife over a few weeks time,enough to get some attention from guys who had been drooling over her from a distance already. I got some feedback from a couple of them in the form of good humor,just testing the waters,volunteering to help me out if I wanted them to. Then,I decided to be more direct. I gave several of them a sketchy account of what was actually a lot of information,if they were able to fill in some of the blanks,or read between the lines. I gave them an abbreviated version of Lisa's relationship with our neighbors at our last duty station,the bottom line being that she's really as hot as she looks and she's fond of black men. I had their attention for sure then! That's all it took to break the log jam. No twisting of arms was necessary. Our doorbell started ringing off the wall.
Lisa and I had discussed my plan and she was ready.
Lisa had men tripping on cracks in the sidewalk during that summer she wrote about when she was all over the valley pushing the baby stroller. I've always thought it would be interesting to have a movie of her for that time. She started walking in the Spring,as soon as the weather was warm enough to go out,with a four-month-old baby and and a noticeable amount of post-childbirth poundage. By the time the leaves were turning she had the killer body back and better than ever! It would be interesting to see a fast-forward replay of what she did that summer. She was obviously very conscious of her body and determined to get it back in top shape. There were a number of men who observed her progress closely enough to have been qualified to provide a detailed critique of her accomplishment. Lisa made it more entertaining for everybody in mid-summer. When the mercury hit the high point that summer,she had made enough progress to drastically reduce the volume of clothing she wore,and was down to very short athletic shorts and tank tops. Lisa was aware that she had an audience. She was more than aware. She wanted to convert some of them from onlookers to friends and potential sex partners,and was strutting her stuff as best she could under the circumstances,trying to make something good happen. In the military,there's always scrutiny from people who are critical in a different way,and it's always best not to get noticed too much by them. Lisa was undoubtedly pushing the limits that summer.
Late that Summer,I started thinking how I could give Lisa some help. I wanted it for her as much as she wanted it,because I was eager to watch her again.
Even though I wasn't assigned to one of the units on the post where we lived,I knew many of the men there. I had an old Bimmer project car at the craft shop that I was restoring. I spent some time shooting pool at the rec center,and I used the gym there.
I dropped a few vague hints about my horny wife over a few weeks time,enough to get some attention from guys who had been drooling over her from a distance already. I got some feedback from a couple of them in the form of good humor,just testing the waters,volunteering to help me out if I wanted them to. Then,I decided to be more direct. I gave several of them a sketchy account of what was actually a lot of information,if they were able to fill in some of the blanks,or read between the lines. I gave them an abbreviated version of Lisa's relationship with our neighbors at our last duty station,the bottom line being that she's really as hot as she looks and she's fond of black men. I had their attention for sure then! That's all it took to break the log jam. No twisting of arms was necessary. Our doorbell started ringing off the wall.
Lisa and I had discussed my plan and she was ready.
I think it's worth mentioning that Lisa had decided and clearly stated that she was only interested in fucking black men after she gave birth. Virtually everything that had happened up to that point had happened randomly and by chance. It was by chance that our neighbors had been single black men in Georgia,and things just happened as they happened after we got to Germany. We got together with several couples. All were white,except for one couple. Only a few single guys fucked Lisa in the first year or two there. I only remember one being white. There were three or four black guys,two of whom were Lisa's closest friends,and shadowed her for a long time.
My point is that all of that just happened. Lisa took life and sex as it came for a couple of years,then decided based on her experience up to that point in her life that she was only interested in sex with black men.
We talked about the possibilities for weeks before everything really got going. Lisa had bought some outrageously short and sexy dresses to wear for greeting men. When she wore them for me,sort of rehearsing for her future,it was extremely hot,and it drove me fucking nuts!
It's also worth noting that Lisa knew exactly what she was doing and knew what it meant that she was making herself available to what could be as many as two to three dozen black men. She knew,she wanted it,and she was prepared for it.
My point is that all of that just happened. Lisa took life and sex as it came for a couple of years,then decided based on her experience up to that point in her life that she was only interested in sex with black men.
We talked about the possibilities for weeks before everything really got going. Lisa had bought some outrageously short and sexy dresses to wear for greeting men. When she wore them for me,sort of rehearsing for her future,it was extremely hot,and it drove me fucking nuts!
It's also worth noting that Lisa knew exactly what she was doing and knew what it meant that she was making herself available to what could be as many as two to three dozen black men. She knew,she wanted it,and she was prepared for it.
I've been corrected,,,,,,,,,,,,again. During the first couple of years in Germany,there were more single guys than I remembered. It was more like a total of five or six black guys and two white guys. Lisa informed me that it might have been mostly by chance,but that she wouldn't say it was completely by chance. No? Probably not completely,she says.
I had barely gotten out of sight on my way to my next training cycle before the doorbell rang.
Contrary to what Lisa thought,I had nothing to do with planning anything. I'm sure the guys were cooperating and at a minimum loosely scheduling who visited Lisa and when to prevent them all showing up at the same time,but I didn't participate. They had all they needed from me and more. Once I let them know that they could go for it with Lisa,it was out of my control.
Contrary to what Lisa thought,I had nothing to do with planning anything. I'm sure the guys were cooperating and at a minimum loosely scheduling who visited Lisa and when to prevent them all showing up at the same time,but I didn't participate. They had all they needed from me and more. Once I let them know that they could go for it with Lisa,it was out of my control.
I told every guy I talked to that I liked to watch Lisa take cock. I don't know why they all waited until I left to make their moves,but they did. The first guy showed up in the evening,after I had left in the morning. Another came to her the next evening,then another the next,and so on. Before the end of the week,guys started coming there during the day sometimes too. Lisa got busy very quickly. Once it started,there was nothing gradual about it.
There wasn't one glitch or negative moment for Lisa from the start. The setup was stark and unceremonious. Lisa was concerned that some of the men might feel awkward with the situation at first. That was the reason she used for dressing outright slutty for them. She has a tinge of shyness in her personality that's attractive,disarming,and also easily over-ridden by her lust. She welcomed those guys with smiles and kisses every time,and she did it very much like she would have if she had been their wife or girlfriend. She wanted to show them right away that she was theirs for the time they were there. Her welcoming ritual went on whether I was there or not,except that Lisa said it was often better when I was there to watch the baby. I watched both her and the baby.
There wasn't one glitch or negative moment for Lisa from the start. The setup was stark and unceremonious. Lisa was concerned that some of the men might feel awkward with the situation at first. That was the reason she used for dressing outright slutty for them. She has a tinge of shyness in her personality that's attractive,disarming,and also easily over-ridden by her lust. She welcomed those guys with smiles and kisses every time,and she did it very much like she would have if she had been their wife or girlfriend. She wanted to show them right away that she was theirs for the time they were there. Her welcoming ritual went on whether I was there or not,except that Lisa said it was often better when I was there to watch the baby. I watched both her and the baby.
Many of my best memories are watching Lisa in Germany. The weather was cool most days when everything got going. We kept it warmer in the apartment than we normally would have because of the baby,which helped with Lisa wearing next to nothing most of the time. She has a tendency to wear unusual footwear sometimes. Not really unusual footwear,but rather unexpected for the time and place. She's a dancer,a really good erotic dancer. She would've done great as a pro. She's always liked dressing like a professional dancer. When that began in Germany,she was always wearing high heels or barefoot,never anything in between,no regular shoes. After it got so cold that the floors were cold,regardless of how warm the apartment was,she wore thick knee socks sometimes. Those socks aren't sexy,but with the dresses she wore,nobody cared about her socks. She had a red dress that was awesome! It was so short that any movement of any kind was going to show something. Ass,panties,pussy,or all of the above. The top was like a halter top,except that the two pieces that came down over her tits weren't wide enough to cover her tits and stay put. Any man could take one look at Lisa in that dress and imagine all sorts of possibilities. What wasn't possible was for her to keep her tits on the inside of the halter straps. They were constantly popping out. She would straighten one tit inside the strap,then the other would pop out. It was entertaining to watch,and sexy too. Lisa's tits were,and still are a sight to behold. I understand that it's an anomaly,but pregnancy made Lisa's tits even better than they were before. Of course they were still full at that time because the baby was still nursing,but they stayed bigger afterward too. She's still a D cup,like before,but when she wears bras,they're full to overflow.
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When I came home for the first time after everybody started fucking Lisa,everything was different. Lisa had that tremble in her voice,and there was an erotic feeling in the apartment. I remember curiously looking around,checking to see if furniture had been moved or if anything had physically changed. Nothing had physically changed. Lisa was in a different mood,but not a mood that wasn't familiar. I just hadn't seen her in that mood since we left Georgia. It's almost like she goes to a higher level of awareness when she's so sexually intense.
There was a brief pause between Lisa's visits when I got home that lasted only one full day. They were all satisfied that I hadn't been BSing them. They were fucking Lisa regularly,and took me at my word that I enjoyed watching her fuck.
I don't have Lisa's tits. My ability with the baby had limits,but I could do most of it. I did as much as I could to free Lisa to have fun.
I saw her fucked in every corner of that apartment. Standing,bent over in the kitchen,spread wide in missionary position on the bed,on her back on the couch,on her knees on the couch,on her knees on the bed,riding cowgirl,reverse cowgirl,on her knees sucking cock,on her knees sucking cock while being fucked from behind. I'll write more cohesively about it. I'm just saying............they never let up on her up until we had to leave.
Lisa liked it best when I was there to tend to the baby. That,along with the pleasure I felt in watching her had me walking on air. There were some guys who didn't come around when I was home,but there were enough who did,that Lisa said the pace picked up every time I came home. I liked that!
There was a brief pause between Lisa's visits when I got home that lasted only one full day. They were all satisfied that I hadn't been BSing them. They were fucking Lisa regularly,and took me at my word that I enjoyed watching her fuck.
I don't have Lisa's tits. My ability with the baby had limits,but I could do most of it. I did as much as I could to free Lisa to have fun.
I saw her fucked in every corner of that apartment. Standing,bent over in the kitchen,spread wide in missionary position on the bed,on her back on the couch,on her knees on the couch,on her knees on the bed,riding cowgirl,reverse cowgirl,on her knees sucking cock,on her knees sucking cock while being fucked from behind. I'll write more cohesively about it. I'm just saying............they never let up on her up until we had to leave.
Lisa liked it best when I was there to tend to the baby. That,along with the pleasure I felt in watching her had me walking on air. There were some guys who didn't come around when I was home,but there were enough who did,that Lisa said the pace picked up every time I came home. I liked that!
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