Fucking attractive, happily-married white wives is a powerful fetish for me. Fucking attractive, happily-married white wives who are also m0thers only intensifies my erection for them. That additional truth conjures up her more wholesome side as a loving parent, and that adds to all the fun, kinky contrast. The younger the ch!ldren she has at home, the hornier I am for her.
FUN SCENARIO:
Accidentally overhearing a married white couple at a swing party... Maybe they're newbies, still trying to boost their courage to mingle by sipping dr!nks together... They're sitting on a small pleather loveseat placed outside on the patio deck, not far from the hot tub... I'm nearby, finishing up my last game of billiards, beating myself again ( pun intended )... Hubby asks about the stain on his wife's modest mini-skirt, wondering if she spilled her dr!nk... She looks like a very cute, and petite PTA Mom, with her short-but-sassy hairdo, her short, unmanicured fingernails, and very minimal makeup... Those details signal to me that she probably spends less time on herself due to the demands of being a busy homemaker, and dealing with small k!ds in the house... She also looks like she's struggling to look younger than she is for a rare Date Night with her husband... In other words, she's dressed awkwardly in her sexy-best outfit which looks slightly out of style... Compared to many other women at the party, her look is not the least bit trashy, and this had been a concern for her husband. He knows that wives are the main attraction at such events within the lifestyle. And thus, because his wife had stowed her coat in the indoors locker a mere twenty minutes before, he notices the dress stain in further irritation. I clock all of this in the span of a minute or two, having my powers of observation acutely attuned whenever I attend swing parties. I tend to be extremely selective and laid-back early on, before the later hours, when horny desperation may settle in.
Sensing her husband's irritation causes the wife to get defensive. In a hushed-but-still-audible voice, her explanation is that, no, she hadn't spilled her dr!nk. In a stream of rapid blurting, the wife reveals, "Cassie was playing, doing her "Crayon Graffiti" act again, as you call it, drawing on the walls in our bedroom. I was trying on this skirt, and Cassie isn't used to seeing me in anything but jeans and yoga pants, so she grabbed at me with her hands all dirty. The sitter was late, and I really didn't have time to deal with all that-- and-- Oh, hello!"
I had heard all I needed to, and I decide to drift over to smoothly prompt an introduction. "Good evening, and welcome! My name is Jay. I don't believe I've seen you two here before. I hope you're having a great time." The old charm still works, and this sparks a very compatible chemistry. I sincerely compliment the wife ( who is definitely my type ), telling her that she is the most attractive woman at the party, a vision of refreshing class, and genuineness. She blushes as I offer kudos to her husband, shaking his hand in one of those manly grips which often earn instant respect. Opening up, the husband's subsequent boasting about his wife, promoting her very appealing qualities, feels like a salesman trying to oversell a department store item I've already purchased. That, and the way he looks at her with an appreciative-but-mildly-pervy gaze suggests to me that he has voyeuristic tendencies. Deduction: It's a given that this couple's primary interest in the swing lifestyle revolves around their need to add more heat to their sex life. But it's his wife that has been his whole focus, having shown little interest in the other women or couples chatting and dancing inside the house. No, they're out here alone on the patio, not simply because they're anxious newbies using a little alcohol to find their nerve. Hmm... Yes, it's all a lure for single guys! After all, at these types of single-male-friendly lifestyle events, it's those lonely guys like me who are most likely to be wandering about, on the hunt. But in this case, we are the hunted.
The hubby is as thrilled as I am to watch me slowly undress his wife in the private playroom we found. Having deposited himself in a comfy corner chair, he is content to observe the foreplay action as his lovely, newly-naked wife kneels to greedily suck on my black dick. Mmm... Firsts like this make it all so worthwhile. And I like to think I'm the first outsider to be given the "key" to open their wedlock. Am I helping to fulfill their fantasy as much as my own? I can only say that it would be an incredibly erotic and taboo scene, no question about how passionate, savage and sweaty our forbidden fuck would be. From his front-row seat in the darkened corner of the room, maybe the proud hubby confides that his lovely wife doesn't believe she's sexy anymore. "Is that so? Maybe I can convince her." I am as devoted to rewarding this hard-working housewife as is her loving husand. I am as eager to show just how sexy she still is, after years of marriage, and after popping out a k!d, or two. Maybe this whole swinging experiment was the husband's idea, which is the common case. Perhaps he spent some months working on her acceptance, following her initial shock at his very mention of this shamefully indecent idea. Maybe, over time, she started getting turned on by this encouragement from her hubby to fantasize about other men in a sexual way, joining him in watching porn of the specifically interracial variety. Their sex play begins to include her husband using a black vibrator, and then a black dildo on her. Eventually, she uses these on her own, masturbating in the bathroom before and during her morning shower. Okay, she tells her husband that she wants to try it, but she just doesn't believe that she's sexually attractive anymore, not to anyone but him. Well, if the mission was to prove this yoga-pants-wearing happy homemaker with a killer body could still seduce a man to a heated extreme, this was exactly the right place to do it! And if she was worried about discretion, this lifestyle provided a near-perfect haven from society's moral judgment.
As we lie in bed together, all relaxed now, post-coitus, I apologize for overhearing their conversation earlier, outside on the patio. The two of them laugh all awkward embarrassment away in the moment. I'm tenderly caressing her shoulders, lightly tracing a finger around one of her erect nipples, and she steadily feels more at ease chatting openly about her happy family life ( The Further Misadventures of Little Cassie ). Listening to her stories would be amusing. But it would also definitely cause my dick to grow firm again right inside her semen-soaked Mommy pussy.
Time for Round Two.
Perfect creamy pale white skin taking that black dick like only a real amateur slut mom can do and handle! 
Where’s more of her? And others like her? This is what’s this site is all about! More like this and stop posting pro porn!
