Before I get into the story of how I began to search for the right black man to have sex with my wife, let me explain a little bit about Anna. My wife Anna is a very pretty white woman with naturally tan skin and brunette hair, she is a very sweet and actually very conservative woman. She’s a petite woman, about 5 foot and 105 pounds. Her curvy body, ample breasts and gorgeous legs make her a very hot lady. On top of that my wife is always exceedingly well groomed and well dressed. In public or even among close friends she doesn’t like to talk about sex and will actually turn red if someone mentions it. In private my wife is a different woman, she loves to talk about sex and likes to be fucked. In the years before my addiction to interracial was revealed she was content to be fucked by me.
I learned that Anna had horny moods when she would be interested in anything that involved sex, and it was in one of these horny moods that I introduced her to interracial pornography. My wife was quickly hooked by the sight of well hung black men having sex with pretty young white women. It wasn’t long before talking about and watching interracial sex was a major part of our sex life. During one hot session of foreplay I let her know my desire to watch her having sex with a black man and in high state of horiness and arousal my wife agreed.
After we made the agreement that Anna would do it, we went about our plan as if we were possessed. My wife having sex with a black man was the main focus of almost every conversation we had. I loved it and for some strange reason it made my attractive wife even sexier to me. At night before bed when my wife walked around with only a t-shirt on I would stop and look at her sexy legs and think about her playing in our bed with a black man. The fact that she wanted to let a black man ram his cock into her pussy made everything she did totally arousing for me, no matter how mundane it was. I would watch her wash the dishes, and think “there is my wife who is going to screw a black man.” Or she would be sorting clothes for the laundry and I would day dream of her throwing her arms rapturously around her new black lover and get an incredible erection. Even sexier was knowing my wife had similar thoughts.