I would like to tell the stories of some of my wife's experiences

[seldomseen]

Each time I left the training facility was about the same. I would throw my gear in the vehicle and take off after breakfast and be at home by mid-morning. Lisa knew about what time I would be there.

One particular morning stands out in my memory. It wasn't long after all those guys started fucking Lisa. It might have been my second time getting home after it started,which would've been in the second month.

Lisa had indeed anticipated when I would get home and had been watching out the window for me to arrive. She opened the door before I got to it and signaled for me to stay quiet because the baby was asleep.

I could smell the sex as I went inside. Lisa was wearing only her short bathrobe. I laid my gear against the wall as quietly as I could and closed the door behind me. As Lisa stepped into my arms and kissed me,the unmistakable smell of male semen was strong. Lisa took two steps back and stood there in front of me,smiling sexily,knowing I was inspecting her for tell-tale signs of her mischief. The signs were there. Her hairline was still slightly wet with sweat. There were red blotches on both sides of her neck and more on her inner thighs. I reached the belt of her bathrobe and untied it,letting it fall open. With that,the evidence of her recent sex became much more stark,as did the evidence of it's intensity. The entire front of her body was red from contact and friction,and the crotch of her bikini panties was soaked. A closer look easily confirmed that her pussy was still partially gaped.

Our whispered words only served to confirm what was obvious.

Mine: You got it good,didn't you?

Hers: "Yes,two of them,well three. One spent the night. The other two came this morning after he left. They just left a few minutes ago."

 

[seldomseen]

Lisa's strutting around in her skimpy shorts and tops hadn't seemed to have the effect she was hoping for,but it was becoming clear that it actually had. It was paying with dividends for her at the doorbell. One man after another told her how good she had looked and let her know that her showing off had made him want her. She was ecstatic!

 

[seldomseen]

Lisa had been a 19-year-old,about to turn twenty when we arrived in Georgia. She made her final transition from girl to woman in the company of Curt and the crew. She belonged to them in the years she was there. Her day to day life was centered around sex,but she was also special to most of the guys and treated accordingly.

Lisa understandably missed many things that she enjoyed in Georgia after she left.

When everything finally came together for Lisa in Germany,there were some similarities to how it had been for her in Georgia. She started getting as much sex as she wanted and all of the men who fucked her were black men. Beyond that,almost everything was different.

I never got to hang around for days and weeks at a time in Georgia like I did in Germany,but I was there enough to know that most things were very different in Germany verses there.

The most obvious were Lisa's age and marital status. We were married in Georgia too,but if anybody hadn't known that,they wouldn't have been able to tell by the way we lived. Lisa lived with the crew on a day to day basis,and I was only there for a few days now and then.

Lisa was into her late 20's by the time everything really got going in Germany,and we were living like a real married couple. I was at home almost as much as I was away.

Lisa was the mom of a newborn when she began her summer-long stroller journey. Her first priority was to get her body back in shape but as each week passed,her concentration was more on attracting men,black men in particular. She had been emphatic about that.

One very big difference between the two situations was the overall atmosphere. There had been a party atmosphere for much of the time in Georgia. That was inevitable,considering the average age of everybody there. In Germany after the baby came,partying took on a different meaning. They rarely happened at all,and when they did,it was necessarily low-key.

When I have more time,I'll explain more about the time in Germany. There were some significant changes going on at that time. I was there more,and that made a huge difference.

 

[seldomseen]

Lisa's genuine sweetness and straight-forwardness makes it easy for most men to get close to her. Considering that,their ages and that I wasn't around any more than I was,I think it has to be assumed that Lisa served as a surrogate girlfriend for many or most of those guys in Georgia. She was their sweetheart. They knew she was married,but that fact was almost insignificant.

Lisa was several years older and a married mom in Germany. She's prone to close relationships with men. That happened in Germany too,but with fewer men and to a lesser degree than in Georgia. I think it can be assumed that most of the men in Germany saw her differently and related to her differently than most had in Georgia. I don't want to get too far into the weeds with the details. The point I'm trying to make is that the situation in Germany was more purely sexual than it had been in Georgia. Because of that,I think it was even hotter than the time in Georgia. Of course,I saw a lot more than I saw in Georgia,even though it was over a shorter period of time. What went on in the minds of the guys in Georgia is a question for speculation. Not in Germany. Those guys knew they were fucking my wife.

 

[seldomseen]

I had seen Lisa in some hot situations at Curt's and earlier in Germany too,but not many that could compare to what happened after those guys started coming to the door.

The setup left much to be desired,but there didn't seem to be a better way. The entry to our apartment wasn't in the open,but wasn't very private either. There were multiple vantage points where anyone wanting to observe who came and went could easily do it. As it happened,nobody paid much attention to us. All the rumors about Lisa whoring out with black men was old news before she really got her chance to do it. When she did,nobody seemed to know about it or even care anymore. They had moved on to other stories.

Lisa was concerned that some of the men would feel awkward with the situation,so she did what she could to make it work.I remember her saying something like:

"Even if I'm holding a crying baby when I open the door to let him in,a man's going to know by the way I'm dressed that he's in the right place. I've been wanting something good like this to happen and I've waited long enough. Now,they're coming to my door and I'm not letting them get away."

She impressed the hell out of everybody,especially me. I think I saw moments like those that had concerned Lisa,but it was hard to tell for sure,because she kept things going in the right direction. Some of the moves that she made were unbelievable. I did all I could to relieve her of the responsibility of the baby,but sometimes I couldn't. I saw her exchange breathtaking kisses and even suck one guys cock with the baby on her tit. Lisa's capable of doing almost anything if she wants or needs to it badly enough.

Lisa absorbed the sex. I was blown away by the whole thing and the way Lisa handled it. I could feel myself falling deeper in love with her. I was amazed by her energy and passion for sex and the way she made it fit in with the rest of her life. I started looking for ways to make her life better and easier.

 

[seldomseen]

I'm reminded of a couple of things.

Lisa said that it was as much her as the men who made it seem like such a pure sex situation in Germany.

In Georgia,the men and the sex with them had been all she had in her day to day life. She had me,but I wasn't there most of the time. She could have been taking some classes,but it was more fun to fuck every day and night.

In Germany,she had me,a baby,and two black men who she had relationships with before she got popular with a lot of men. What she needed from the rest of the men was for them to fuck her really good,make her sore,and keep her sore. They did exactly what she needed them to do.

What can I say? OK.

 

[Janice K]

I'm still enjoying every detail you tell us about Lisa and her lust for black men. I'm also amazed at how much you accepted her actions. You are one of very few men that would let their wife be this sexually with other men, especially black men.. I give you praise my friend..

 

[seldomseen]

I've never wanted to hold Lisa back. I've been intrigued and excited by naughty women since my teens. Lisa's naturally naughty. She's the one who deserves to be praised for following her passion,and I'm very lucky to have her.

Lisa had just gone through an ugly breakup with a boyfriend when we met. She was really down on men,saying that if we didn't have cocks that we would be good for absolutely nothing. Needless to say,it wasn't easy for me to get through to her. Her ex had screamed at her,calling her a whore. When she told me that,I asked if that was a bad thing. My question caught her off guard. I still remember how she looked at me. She was first dumbfound,then curious. She thought for a minute before answering,then said:"No,I don't think it is. Everybody else thinks it's bad,but I like being a whore. I enjoy being a whore,and I'm going to keep on being a whore." Her answer was meant to burn me off,because she wasn't in a mood to waste her time with me. I didn't give up. I promised her that I would never want to change her,and I've never considered breaking my promise. I know I couldn't hold her if I did. Trying to control Lisa would push her away and screw everything up. No way!

It wasn't exclusively black men at first. Things just went that way. Lisa's spoiled to black sex. Sometimes she still doesn't want to say she's all black,saying she's retaining her option to make exceptions. In my opinion,she's all black. The only exception she's made in a very long time is me. I'm a special situation Truthfully,she mostly just does it for me. She's usually already satisfied before I get mine. I'm addicted to sloppy seconds,thirds,whatever.

Thank you for your interest. This thread has brought some very good memories back to the forefront of our minds.

 

[seldomseen]

I'm still enjoying every detail you tell us about Lisa and her lust for black men. I'm also amazed at how much you accepted her actions. You are one of very few men that would let their wife be this sexually with other men, especially black men.. I give you praise my friend..

Lisa here,I give him praise too. Many times I can hardly wait to tell him naughty things because I know he will like what I do and be excited. Some things that would be divorce for most people. I get his support in everything I do. I never thought it would be a problem when I started with black men. He likes it. He doesn't just say it. He means it. He likes everything I like to do.

Thanks for your interest.

 

[seldomseen]

Of course I do.

 

[Janice K]

Thanks for responding to me Lisa,.. Like I've mentioned to you before, it's always nice to here from you also.. I find you both an amazing couple and it's exciting to know how open you are about telling everyone about your lifestyle with black men. Thanks for sharing it..

 

[seldomseen]

Hubby's better at writing details. He writes details in that I realized while it was happening,but don't think about until I read what he writes.

I hope I described the way I feel about the soreness and pain well enough to be understood. That's my number one most private secret and I couldn't tell about it if I couldn't do it anonymously. I hope I didn't give the impression that I feel like it's a problem,because it's not. I don't like the word masochist. I know I'm weird about words sometimes. There's no logic in having feelings about words based on how they sound or look when they're written,but sometimes that's how I am. As I said before,I don't know if I'm a masochist or not. What I know is that the soreness is a source of extra pleasure that always happens when things are already very good. How could I not like it?

We were laughing like crazy earlier today. My hubby wanted me to give him a physical description of my idea of a perfect black man. What he actually said was "my type". So,I described what I would consider to be a perfect black man. I was thinking as I was talking that I was describing a "hunk",and my description would be almost the same as if a hundred women were asked that same question. Tall,dark and handsome with a thick,ten inch cock. What's not to like?

Seriously though,there were a lot of men in the Army who were real hunks. There were so many of them that it would've been easy to take them for granted,but I didn't. I have 20/20 vision! It wasn't out of the ordinary for me to act like a kid in a candy store.

 

[Janice K]

I can relate to how difficult it is to describe the reality of the pain or soreness you sometimes get while having sex with either a very large black cock or when you are having continuous sex with a number of hung black guys during the day.. To someone who's never experienced sex like this, it's really hard to understand the difference between "good pain" and "bad pain.." that really hurts.. I might try and explain it from my point of view and maybe some might agree with me or not but when I think of "bad pain", I think of something that happened to me that I don't want to happen to me again and hopefully the pain will go away soon, never to experience it again.. But when I experience "good pain" after having a "good' stretching from a monster black cock or a severe pounding from multiple guys throughout the day, this is a pain you received from having a really good time and can't wait for the pain to go away so you can do it again.. or sometime you will do it even while you are still experiencing pain from you previous session... That's what I feel is the difference in the different levels of pain.. Does that make it clearer to some of you... Again, you just need to experience the both to understand...

You also talked about your idea of the perfect black man... To me, it's mostly about the MAN and who he is and what he stands for.. like what's in his heart and how he looks at life in general... And then if he's Tall, Dark and Handsome with a thick 10" cock, is just a bonus.. And thankfully, I'm proud to say I've found such a "Man" in my life...lol

 

[seldomseen]

We were busy and haven't been online since this morning. Hubby's ready to write something and found your msg. I can relate to the good pain/bad pain. I don't like any kind of bad pain at all. Being sore from sex is good pain,because I've already been having a good time which is why I'm sore. I get off easier than ever if I'm sore. I cum and cum!

Every man as a person is the most important thing for me too. My hubby asks me questions all the time to hear how I answer. It's like a game. He usually knows what my answer is. He just wants to hear me say it. That time it got really funny when I was answering. I just thought about my answer being the same as almost every woman's would be,and I lost it. We got a good laugh out of that one. He only meant physical description.

I'll get off here now so he can write whatever he wants to write. Bye

 

[seldomseen]

My questions lead to some interesting and sexy answers sometimes. Not that time.

When Lisa has ample attention from men,she's perpetually playful and sexually provocative. She got plenty of practice when she was the "Resident Vixen" at Curt's. Her dancing,flirting and teasing skills are advanced to a level that would be hard to match. Elements of what I'm referring to were in play during Lisa's stroller journey,and more recently in the park near where we live now.

Both of those examples are relatively low key,revealing clothes,a little extra in the walk,facial expressions and some eye contact.

When she opened the door for those men in Germany,then closed it behind them,she dialed it up,way up!

If anybody who was unfamiliar with Lisa had been watching,they might have thought she was naive to come on so strong. She wasn't naive at all. She knew exactly what she was doing,and what it would get her.

Every word,gesture,step,or action of any kind was calculated and meant to make men want to fuck the ******* out of her!

It started the second she opened the door. If the baby was asleep or if I had the baby and everything under control,she went immediately from welcoming kisses to foreplay to sex.

If she had to do anything at all,she made walking around the apartment an opportunity to show off. For example;if she walked away from a man,she would use exaggerated hip movements to literally show her ass,often pausing to look back for a whatduyathink? look. She was always nearly naked,and wouldn't stay out of a man's sight any longer than she had to. If she had to leave the room for more than a minute or two,she would kiss her man,or men before leaving,and tell them she would be right back. She was intentionally overly dramatic. It was always obvious that she was putting on a show,and it was equally as obvious that all the men enjoyed it.

 

[seldomseen]

This is a jump to another point in time to address a point that Lisa brought up about the time in Germany being incredibly easy for her,in spite of things getting a little chaotic sometimes.

It wasn't easy for Lisa to get the sex she wanted at our next duty station. There were enough people there who had heard the stories that went around about Lisa and black men while we were in Germany to raise some interest in her,but it was difficult to turn much of that interest into real sex. She got knowing smiles and eye contact from black men virtually every time she went anywhere. She responded to them as best she could,but there were usually too many people around to do anything more than to return their smiles.

Virtually everything in life at that time was centered around *******. ******* were everywhere! Ours was at the rug rat stage when we got there,and everybody we met had *******. Their ages ranged from babies to pre-teens,and there seemed to be be millions of them around at all times.

I was back into another unit that stayed gone more than at our home post,so I wasn't much help anymore. Lisa met some other young women,some of them moms too. That was the first time I can remember that she had close friends who weren't men.

An odd situation developed that involved the husband of Lisa's best friend. Lisa could barely tolerate him at all. I remember her saying that if he hadn't been married to her best friend that she would've crossed to the other side of the street to avoid meeting him on the sidewalk. She really couldn't stand him,but was as friendly with him as she could bear to be to keep the peace.

I never got to know the guy well enough to begin to understand what his motivation might have been,but there were real contradictions in his personality. He was extremely jealous of his wife and seemed to be very insecure. He would make a big deal over her talking to another man in a normal conversation.

That same guy who was so jealous of his wife knew that Lisa liked black men and would put his black friends onto her every time he got a chance.

Needless to say,that put Lisa in a weird situation,having black men eyeing her and approaching her to whatever degree they could,based on that guy putting them onto her. She weighed the whole thing in her mind and decided that she wasn't going to hold it against any of the black men that their friend was an asshole as long as they were decent with her. She took advantage of their interest in her every time she could. The situation was far from convenient or ideal. Most of the sex she got amounted to dropping her panties and bending over for quickies in the bathroom and similar situations. She says now that she remembers wondering if she would ever get another chance to lay on a bed and spread wide for a BBC. She got whatever she could get,any way she could get it,and it gave her an even better appreciation of the times when it's easy.

 

[EDcrheatme]

Hubby here. I'm enjoying the use of two narrators in this story. Keep it up!

 

[seldomseen]

Not confusing? Good!

For the past two days,everything's been funny here. Things that wouldn't normally be funny are causing somebody to fall out laughing.

I'll try to get back on track and fill in some more of what went on in Germany next. Although it was a relatively short period of time,it was the time when I saw the most. Lisa went all out there and tried to get it all!

I must sound like an Army recruiter sometimes,but she never went without sex for very long during the time I was in the Army. Even in the worst times for her,she was getting nailed somewhat frequently. Quickies are better than no sex,and she managed to get quickies fairly often,even in the worst of times. Lisa likes to be thoroughly fucked,and there were times when that wasn't possible,or not often.

 

[seldomseen]

Good Morning, It's me again,Lisa.

I didn't plan to write anything this morning. I don't have much to write. My hubby says we're doing good as a team,and that I should update what I'm doing now.

Michael still comes often,and sometimes he brings his uncle with him. They take care of me very well. If my hubby wants to write more about them,I'll leave that to him. Michael hasn't brought anyone else here since his cousin and his cousin's homie were in town. He talks about bringing other men here,but he hasn't done it yet. Michael's the only person I know and trust enough to bring anybody else here. It's nice to have the privacy we have here and I want to keep it.

Since Will left,those are my two men,my bulls. They fit that description pretty well. They're both big men,especially the uncle.

I ride my bike on the trail in the park almost every day. I always wear my yoga pants,either turquoise or white. I wear tank tops or crop tops without a bra. On days when it's cool,I wear a shirt over my top,but I never button it. I always stop by the basketball court to see who's there. I'm getting to know some of the guys now,and things are warming up a little with several of them. Some of them look at me like they want to fuck me,but not all of them. I know which ones are really interested. Not all of them are really young. There are three who are in their thirties,a few in their twenties,and some teenagers. Not all of them are always there. I've learned my way around and know what's where at the park. There's a parking lot on the other side of some trees from the basketball court where some of them park their cars. If I ride around the opposite side of the park,I can see who's cars are there before I go to the basketball court. I have three favorite guys. One of them drives a big,black suv,and the other two are always together in a car that looks like a show car. It's an old car that's been made new with sparkly blue paint and the big,shiny tires.

 

[seldomseen]

After reading what I wrote about her trying to get it all,Lisa reminded me that it wasn't just her who was trying to get it all. Several of the men came around much more often than the rest,as if they were trying to get all of her pussy too.

Much to Lisa's delight,one of those men was Sergeant Davis. He was also one of the men who Lisa swooned over every time she got close to him during her summer walks. He was one of the older men,but still young,in his early forties,and in Lisa's eyes very much a hunk.

Hubby here. I'm enjoying the use of two narrators in this story. Keep it up!

I was trying to do this without interrupting what my hubby started writing before he had to go,but I couldn't. He had to leave unexpectedly. Sometimes we don't get enough cooperation on our retirement efforts. Maybe he can finish what he started tonight in a motel.

I just have some things on my mind from earlier. ARMY WIVES ROCK! I haven't said that in a long time. I probably sound more like an Army recruiter than he does,because I never had to do any of the unpleasant things that he had to do. I had to understand and follow more rules than people in civilian life,but I had great benefits!

I don't have a problem with quickies. I've been lucky to get a lot of quickies,and some were very HOT! The only downside can be that if you don't get anything except quickies for too long of a time,it can make you feel like you're living on snacks and never getting a full meal.