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"She goes by Lana. 30 years old and approximately 5' 4", she's an average girl height-wise, but that was the only thing I considered average about her. Her frame was irresistible... Being an avid runner, Lana was lean, toned, and in phenomenal shape. Her blonde hair, which used to go down her back in our university days, is now cropped just above the shoulders. The gentle twists and curls in her hair are mesmerizing and easy to lose yourself in. Her 36C breasts are perfectly shaped, almost tear-dropped, with a few freckles here and there. Lana is a beautiful, rare woman that I only dreamed about before I met her.

After we got married, I started to play with the idea of sharing her, preferably with another, larger, man of a darker complexion. Thinking about it at first, then reading about it, and then fantasizing about it. It is my greatest kink, the thing that turns me on the most. She's simply perfect for it. My understanding of my wife changed in the early years of my marriage. In my mind, what was my beautiful blonde wife became a fertile snowbunny, primed for a black bull to claim her pussy as his own. I made it my mission to see this through.

From then on, any time we had sex, I would lightly bring up how hot it would be to see her sucking on another cock when I was fucking her. At first, I registered no response from her at all. But slowly things started to change. She grew more receptive to the idea, even bringing up the possibility of buying a dildo. So, I did. With her by my side as we browsed the e-shop, we picked out a medium (8") black dildo. By Wednesday of that week, it was delivered to our front door. With a strong suction grip at the base, we fucked plenty of times in these simulated threesomes.

After a couple of months, our bedroom talk spiced up considerably. Lana was starting to say things so slutty and perverse that even I was surprised. Many times, she would beg me for a creampie, asking to be bred. Insisting on it. Other times she would describe how she would fuck another man, breaking marital boundaries. It reached a very tense and erotic culmination when one day Lana rode on top, pinning me to the bed. I remember it perfectly. She slowed leaned in, her mouth at my ear, as she slowly flexed her hips back and forth, gyrating on my cock.

"You love fucking me, huh?" She whispered between breaths. "Well don't get used to it. I think it's time my pussy finds someone new to fuck. We've talked long enough!"

She moaned and leaned back, never stopping the hypnotizing movements of her sultry hips.

"Either you're going to find someone for me to fuck, or I will." She adjusted her position on my cock. "What do you say?"

"Yes!" I blurted out, almost instantly. "Let me find someone!""