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Dear Diary, entry 2 & 6 Making my hubby jealous with my kinky young black boy toy

I am not the kind who likes to kiss and tell and I feel even stronger about this now that I have fully embraced the lifestyle. After my first experience, I started to keep a diary. I wanted to understand my feelings and most importantly, I never wanted to forget the way I felt. So I wrote down the events in detail as they happened and never expected to share this with anyone. Then one day my husband found the flash drive I was hiding and read my Diary! To be fair, I guess I had always intended to share these with him at some point, we have never kept secrets and I did hide the flash drive in his office so it was really only a matter of time. My husband Ray loves reading the kinky stories on SLS so much that he has practically begged me to share them with everyone. I told him these are very personal to me and they describe my most intimate thoughts, feelings and desires and said “they are not just some sleazy porn story”. He just answered “that I have a talent for writing very vivid ‘accidental’ porn”.

I have rewritten this slightly only to make it more ‘story like’ and entertaining for you rather than just a chronological rambling. I did leave in all the graphic imagery of my thoughts and memories in the hopes that you might actually feel yourself become a virtual part of one of the most wondrous sexual experiences I could have ever wished for. [the parts of this story in square brackets are the words to songs I was thinking about or that were playing at the time]

So here it is, my (our) first earth shattering experience in the lifestyle (but not my only one) I hope you enjoy it as much as we did...

I first thought swinging was just an excuse for my husband to have sex with other women, it never occurred to me that a women, (that I), could want sex as much or more than a man. I have always really enjoyed sex and as often as my husband and I could, but I have also tried to be a little somewhat reserved. I know I have very strong sexual desires but I always thought everyone had these feelings. You could say I kept my desires caged like some animal I never wanted anyone to see… I have flirted with my inner naughtiness on many occasions but I would never let that part of me loose to play with anyone other than my husband.

I have to admit I was excited by the thought of swinging but when I finally agreed to ‘explore’ the possibility, I made some firm demands, we would take “baby steps” that meant only meeting a single man for me to tease and in no way would we meet a woman until much, much later. I made sure Ray knew I would do nothing more than flirt, maybe a kiss or a hug and then perhaps on a second meeting maybe some touching or hand holding and ultimately, after many, many, meetings, I might expose my breast to a man I hardly knew and maybe even let him touch me, or so I thought...

So after some searching and a few exploratory emails, we made plans to meet Donny, he had a massage table and I thought that might come in handy for our final meeting when I eventually let him touch me. He was very charming and pleasant and I became so aroused that we ended up going back to his place for another drink. Within minutes I had all my clothes off, soaked in oil, with both Donny and my husband massaging my naked body. After 4 hours, both of them had made love to me several times all over his house, even in his hot tub and on the massage table. I hadn’t even thought of condoms because sex wasn’t even on my mind and the first time Donny announced he was about to cum I grabbed his ass so tight driving him completely inside me and begged him to fill me up like some starving feral animal. I couldn’t say no, I didn’t want him to pull out, I never wanted the excitement to end. This was the first time in my life I had made love to any man other than my husband and I loved it more than I could ever have imagined possible. I was possessed by a lust demon hell bent on sucking every drop of sexual energy out of both these men.

As we drove home I was reliving this unbelievable experience over and over in my mind and after a short while Ray broke the silence by saying,

“So much for baby steps, huh”

I felt a hot rush of emotions flood through me as if those words set off every erotic sensation at the same time. “Fuck the baby steps” I said, “I don’t know what happened, I was out of control, you saw me, I couldn’t just do a little flirting, it was like watching someone else do those things”, I took a deep breath and continued “I guess I should say I am sorry, but I’m not. I really enjoyed myself and actually wanted to lose control and be ravaged like an animal” I was rationalizing, defending and apologizing for my behavior all at the same time. Words kept gushing out of me and I could barely believe the things I was saying to my husband and how exhilarating it was to say them out loud. I had no idea that I had so little control or where these strong desires even came from let alone that I would enjoy acting out my inner slut in front of Ray.

I was also a little scared of the new me, but surprisingly, every naughty thought, every erotic desire that I let loose from my lips seemed to intensify the feelings of unrestrained lust. It was becoming obvious to me that this was something I just had to have, now that I had ripped opened that cage, cast off my chains, and released that passionate naughty woman I have kept suppressed within me for all these years. I can’t put the genie back in the bottle and I can’t, or more importantly I don’t want to control these wild sexual desires! Oh My God! I am saying these things to my husband out loud and demanding he accept me as the slut I want to become and it only seems to be turning him on more!

All these feelings terrified and excited me at the same time! I wanted it so bad and kept feeling myself going deeper and deeper into these forbidden desires that I have always refused to acknowledge. There was a turbulent conflict raging inside me and I already knew I would ultimately give in to my tainted love. Sensing my conflict, Ray struggled to assure me that everything was okay and that he probably enjoyed the whole thing more than me. “Of course you did” I said with a smirk, “I was only acting that way so that you would feel more comfortable.” We both agreed that we had experienced something extraordinary and we had to continue and that’s when I declared “I want to spend the whole night being ravaged by two men and give in to their every sexual desire then waking up to a repeat performance.

A little while later we met Cal, he was so young that later, a swinger friend of mine tells me I really should have got a note from his mother. (now there’s a level of kink I never considered before) I instantly developed a school girl crush on this young black man, he was everything I could have hoped for, charming, caring, and sexy handsome, plus we had that instant connection you get with someone when you feel as if you have known them all your life. It was like finding a magic lantern and I couldn’t wait to rub myself all over him and see what comes up! Once again I was ready to play and we made arrangements for a room.

“Yes” has become a very erotic word for me now!

On the way there I talked to Ray about my strong desires, I wanted to make sure he would not be hurt because I knew I wanted to really let go with Cal. He reassured me by pointing out that we are both fully aware that I was planning on making love to another man and we had already determined it will happen. In order to truly enjoy this experience we both had to accept that the other person is okay with it and simply embrace the extraordinary sexual experience that we are both craving.

“You can’t go swimming without getting wet” he said…

“What if I really like getting wet?...”

“What if I want to go swimming all the time?...”

Ray just smiled like a little boy and said. “here’s something you can do,” he paused as if to think it over, or maybe he just wanted that dramatic effect. “Try and make me jealous” … Yes, definitely going for the dramatic effect here! “As long as you’re not cruel or hurtful to me you can act out your wildest sexual desires and I promise you, it will only turn me on more”, and then he dared me… “go ahead and try, I bet that, no matter what you do, or what desires you act out, you won’t make me jealous”… okay buddy, game on, I am not sure if you realizes it or not, but I wasn’t acting on my earlier encounter. Then he said something that I never expected...

“I want you to experience extraordinary sex, I want us to experience the kind of satisfaction that most people are incapable of imagining even in their wildest fantasies. For some reason I am not threatened by any of this and I assure you I won’t be hurt by the pleasure you receive from another man, I want you to have the freedom to let go, don’t hold anything back and enjoy your lovers for all you can, feel all the erotic stimulation that almost everyone else has denied themselves throughout their whole life.”

“I love you too”, was all I could say,

When we got to the room, Ray had barely closed the door before Cal and I were almost naked in the entrance hall ready to drop fuck right then and there. I had made sure Ray knew that I wasn’t going to ‘simply have sex’, and that I fully intended to make passionate love to Cal and sensually enjoy feeling every erotic sensation we could do for each other. I was going to make my husband jealous and eat his words after he sees how I will totally devour my first boy toy in front of him.

By the time Cal sat on the edge of the bed he was completely naked and I realized just how big he was, a sudden and intense fear came over me, I was flooded with adrenalin and feeling the flight reflex trying to force me to flee in a state of panic! This was quickly overcome by a ravenous desire that took control of all my senses and in an almost hypnotic way, I submitted myself completely to him with the full knowledge that I would become his newest sex toy. Climbing up onto his lap and without hesitation or any resistance, I impaled my trembling body, sinking him into me, absorbing him entirely in one slippery smooth stroke, bottoming hard against his pelvis as we simultaneously became a part of each other, joined together by the sexual embodiment taking place deep within me.

We blended together like a chocolate-vanilla swirl, he wore me like a second skin, and at the same time I enveloped him completely as we both tried to occupy the same physical space. I pressed all of him into me, and in the mirror I could see my white skin becoming a part of his dark body as he clung onto me and descended deeper inside. It was like an erotic image of whipped cream melting over hot dark chocolate, Ooooh my god I love this, it’s now my favorite kind of chocolate!, I was trembling with passion as I continued to take him completely within me, rocking my hips rapidly in his lap. I wanted to swallow him whole and feel all his sexual energy busting from my finger tips and exploding out every pore in my body.

Cal laid me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me and almost immediately had me in a trance, saying things into my ear I wanted to hear as he hypnotically made me his willing sexual play thing. I began to chant whatever Cal wanted me to say, I was crying out, over and over in a trembling voice “Mama wants her black boy toy” and at the same time I had lost the awareness that my husband was watching me chant my demands to be used by my kinky young black man. He could have had me say anything, he had complete control over me and I was his to do whatever he wanted

I was receiving sexual stimulation in areas that have never been touched before, I was feeling an unusual spasm and realized I was contracting repeatedly in my first continuous orgasm that kept building in intensity as he quickened his pace. Everything melted into the realm of the surreal when he finally climaxed, time seemed to slow to almost a standstill, slow motion euphoria rocketing through me like waves of the ocean hitting my sands of passion. I felt my body slowly filling up with an intense warmth of erotic ecstasy bursting nerve endings that have waited years to erupt like this again. The intensity and duration of my orgasm was insatiable, and as time started to return to normal I had developed a thirst, an impulsive passion for more of what I just had, I grasped to hold onto each passing fraction of every moment knowing that I needed to have my desires quenched.

I lay there orgasmically trembling and feeling that wonderful sexual madness as it slowly drained from my body and I came back down to reality, in that moment, I made eye contact with my husband, I let out a nervous involuntary giggle with an uncontainable naughty girl satisfied smile. I melted into a quivering pool of bliss as I realized he just watched my whole erotic experience unfold. With that, and for the first time in my life, I went into a repeat sequence of orgasms all of my own making as my body shuddered fiercely with both these men watching my solo performance. Surely this would have Ray feel some jealousy I thought, but no, it only seemed to have made him more aroused

Is every man turned on by watching his woman make love to other men? Why wasn’t I told about this when I first started dating! It was like learning some erotic secret that would allow me to freely join the society of super sluts, I am a naughty wife and I love it!

Ray had now taken Cal’s place on top of me and I could feel him pushing the warm cum deeper as he mixed the batter inside me. Cal was trying to get his cock into my mouth, Ray rolled onto his back while still inside me and I sat up, cowgirl style ready to ride my bronco. Cal climbed onto the bed and stood over Ray, with his feet on either side of his head, pointing his hard cock at the perfect level for my mouth. I leaned in, pressed my breasts against his legs and swallowed him in plain sight of my husband. I cradled his cock with my tongue and discovered a new way to take a man deeper. I was putting on a show for my husband as much as I was giving pleasure to Cal. I had my hands on each side of Cal’s ass with my finger tips just barley touching and then curling to slide between his cheeks with every pump he made into my mouth. The song “Bad girl” started playing and I pulled Cal out of my mouth, looked directly at my husband, tilting my head from side to side, and in a pouty little girl voice I said “Am I being a good naughty bad girl?” and then returned to nursing on Cal while the song played on.

[‘We both know that you love me 'cause I'm so bad’] [‘Fuck me because I said so’] [‘Stroke me and feed my ego’] [‘I've been a bad girl, don't you know?’]

Once again I took Cal out of my mouth and held him in my right hand letting his cock stroke against the side of my face as I lowered my head making eye contact with my husband and with my best sultriest expression I could make and in low voice, almost a whisper, I started to sing along with the song…

“I've been a bad girl”

“I've been a bad girl”

“I'll be your bad girl”

“I'll be your bad girl”

“I'll be a bad girl”

“oooh I'm such a bad girl don’t you know”

I had worked myself into an erotic frenzy, tremors were quaking through me as I rode the longest pleasure cycle in my life, my body raging in ecstasy ready to burst, I started squirting like a fire hose as I felt that wondrous feeling when a man’s entire essence erupts and expels within me, bursting with that extreme sexual fulfillment, filling me with his liquid pleasure …. It was like being launched into space, hurled into an out of body experience, I was flopping around like a rag doll, now impaled at both ends as my husband bucked out his climax into me, forcing Cal deeper into my mouth with every thrust.

[‘Come get it now or never’] [‘I'll let you do whatever’] [‘I'll be your bad girl, here we go’]

You got to love it when the right song plays at just the right time.

Cal sat back and just watched us mechanically gyrate together until my exhaustion had me melting and curling up between them, totally used up, drenched with the sweat of three people and flavoured with our salty sexual mixture bursting at my seems. We played together for several more hours with both my men teasing and sensually touching me, I listened to the intense sounds of our combined pleasure as we continued to make love all night long. At one point I was once again perched high on Cal as he lay in my bed, riding his fountain of pleasure and thinking about “my words” to a song I like…

[‘My kitty’s purring, I want you in, so what is wrong with a night of sin?’]

[‘HERE I AM’] [‘ROCK ME LIKE A HURACANE’]

My thoughts of this song echoed though me like I had become the living embodiment of the music escaping the sexual strings being played deep within my vibrating body! oooh yes I’m sooooo ready, I feel like I’m flying, soaring above a sea of ecstasy! I stretch up my arms, arch myself back, clasp my hands behind my head, and with Cal’s beautiful dark hands around my white breasts, I cried out in my mind…

[“HERE I AM”]

[“FUCK ME, YOU’RE MY HURACANE”]

I felt Cal become a part of me in that moment as I rode the intensity of his orgasm taking place deep within me, drinking him in, absorbing his erotic essence as my own, milking my bull vigorously into myself as I was completely transformed into the expulsion of sexual energy of the man now filling me with his cum. Every nerve in my body was firing at the same time, my skin was bursting to explode, I felt his orgasm as my own and we momentarily shared the same physical body.

The three of us started to drift off to sleep, tired, exhausted and still feeling the recurring aftershocks of my expended orgasms echoing throughout every cell in my body. I just lay there, I could still taste cum in my mouth, smell it in the air and all around me. That intoxicating smell of the virility of all that masculine power that was sexually expelled into me was all I was inhaling. I felt the salty, gooey, sticky brew the three of us created soaking into my skin and tightening as it dried. I would defiantly be over the limit if I took a sexual breathalyser! I felt like a glazed donut, a warm, cream filled glazed donut! Oh My God will someone please eat me! Taste me! Swallow me whole and eat me again!

[“ I’m hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet, yeah”] I did eventually fall asleep, every time I closed my eyes all I could see in my mind were the erotic images of us flashing me on fast forward, I would loved to have been able to record the dream I must have had after that! I was experiencing a euphoric bliss that I never could have imagined. My husband must have known he wouldn’t get jealous, he knew that I had to let go of any inhibitions to fully experience that raw sexual power. I realize now that he actually tricked me into enjoying some of the best sex of my life. It isn’t wrong for me (or any woman) to enjoy feeling the time of her life in a sexual way like this!

About 4 hours later, I woke to Cal pressing his hard cock against the cheeks of my ass, one hand massaging my shoulder and the other reaching up to grab my breast. I wanted to be as quiet as I could and let my lover slide into me while Ray slept. I was instantly soaking wet and ready for him, it really felt like I was cheating on my husband as he lay there only inches from my side. I watched his face, waiting for him to wake, ready to show him who I want to be, and just who his wife really has become. Cal’s pace quickened as I watched my sleeping husband gently rolling in unison to the same sexual thrusts that I was absorbing from this hot young man while he shook the bed with the pounding he was delivering into me. When Ray’s eyes started opening I went into my super slut mode, stretched my arms above my head and arched my back to drill Cal deeper inside me. Then I noticed, if only for a moment, that Ray seemed almost shocked or surprise as he became aware that he was waking up in a bed next to his wife making love to another man.

and there it was…

That exhilarating feeling of being caught in the act, knowing, that I was just caught in the act, and then continuing to give into my wicked desires while my husband looked on, I couldn’t have stopped what I was doing for anything, I was lost in an exhilarating sexual seduction that was controlling my very perception of reality itself! Ray’s expression quickly turned to that of a lust driven sex addict receiving his next scheduled dose of live porn. He placed the palm of his hand on my groin, his fingers reaching down, touching me, pressing against my pussy, intensifying its sensitivity now sealed so tight around Cal’s hard cock. I was immersed in these intense feelings, shaking with that unquenchable thirst-driven desire as I felt my pussy being stretched away from my body each time he withdrew.

I imagined Ray must have been able to feel Cal’s cock pressing into the palm of his hand as they both rhythmically pressed into my groin while I rocked my hips between them like the workings of a synchronized carnival ride. I was tingling and bursting with excitement knowing my husband could feel all the sexual vibrations thundering through me as I eagerly absorbed all the pleasure Cal could give me. I was completely and totally consenting to and giving myself to be sexually owned by another man while my husband helped me submit to this sexual onslaught. Once again I felt Cal’s sexual energy discharge deep inside as I absorbed him completely into me soaking up his essence, I felt my skin moisten as my capacity to hold this much cum had already been reached many hours ago.

Ray was pressing himself against me, I knew there was no way I could take both these men at the same time but I wanted it so bad. I could feel myself being split apart as they started to stretch me around both these cocks, sealing me tight while trying to hold every drop of Cal’s molten hot lust juice inside me. I pulled myself toward Ray and rolled over onto him, pushing him even deeper into me as I heard Cal pull out with a long wet slurping sound. I was now squeezing my pussy around my husband’s rock hard cock trying not to spill any of my favorite lubricant that Cal so generously donated into me. Clawing at Rays shoulders I had lowered my chest onto him and with my lips almost in my husband’s ear, I started to beg in a low whimpering whisper,

“push his cum deeper into me”…

My voice trembled, I shook with excitement, I could feel my lips quivering against his ear as I continued to remind him how his cock was pushing another man’s cum deeper inside his wife.

“I want to feel him oozing out of every pore in my body”…

I felt my body flush with all this erotic ecstasy, an experience I can only describe as a full body rush as if all that sexual energy between my legs was repeatedly erupting and bursting outwards in every direction, transforming me into an all consuming outburst of orgasm after orgasm made even more intense by trembling sensation I felt coming from my husband. I sat up slightly, perched on my ride looking down over my sweaty skin, and for a moment, it actually felt as if the sweat covering my breasts was their combined cum bursting from my skin, oh how I wanted them to milk their cum from my breasts! The feeling was electric, shocking and surging through me as their cum coursed through every fiber of my being. Cal knelt beside us with his slick, shinny cum covered cock aiming at my mouth waiting for me to clean him up. I thought of the words to another song I heard earlier as they rang in my ear,

[“you mix the batter and I’ll lick your beater”] [“sweet cherry pie!”]

Oh my god! Music can be so erotic!

I rested my chest on Ray while I slid my tongue under Cal’s waiting cock supporting the heavy weight of it just inches above my husband’s face as he watched me work this giant glazed chocolate bar, I pursed my lips around him while staring deep into my husband’s eyes. At that moment, my body rushed once again, with a thunderous thrill that started within my chest and surged through me like another intense skin orgasm, do I dare act out my wicked desire, something I have always wanted to see. I could hardly control my excitement and I knew Ray could sense what I had planned and was powerless to stop me. The anticipation of every moment was like one micro orgasm after the other roaring through me like a thunderous lighting storm vibrating every erotic sense within me to another titillating climax as I pushed Cal’s cock lower and lower until it touched Ray’s mouth. I slid my tongue around his shaft reaching down to touch my husband’s lower lip. He opened his mouth wider and our tongues touched, and then danced together along the side of Cal’s cock. I then placed my mouth over the head of Cal’s cock and passionately kissed my husband, feeding him his first cock from out of my mouth. I felt very powerful, I was in complete control, I felt dominant and at the same time wickedly submissive and unrestrained. I was trembling with the smorgasbord of erotic emotions bursting from within me as I felt my husband climax, filling me with even more cum while I pushed Cal’s cock into his mouth.

After we started to cool down a little, Ray then left to get us breakfast and Cal and I immediately started to cuddle as soon as the door closed. The feelings just never stopped, the desire to touch him and be touched by him, kissing him, tasting him, sensing and feeling him over and over and over…. It was only a matter of time before we started making love again, I knew I wouldn’t want to stop once we got started so I had propped the door open by a few inches before returning to my naked boy toy. Anyone passing in the hall would be able to hear us making love, anyone could have walked in on us, the thought of being caught was so surreal and erotic. I was now extra aware of every noise we were making, moaning uncontrollably, the shaking of the bed, the sounds of the bed thumping against the wall, everyone in the building must know by now I am getting laid. I heard the door open and I felt my whole body burst once more with that electrified thunder, wave after wave of micro orgasms flushing my senses like a live wire setting off fireworks at every nerve ending. Who was it that came in the room, it could have been a stranger, or maybe housekeeping or even the police and I didn’t care I wanted to get caught, I wanted to be exposed I was so aroused I would have begged whoever came in at that moment to take their turn with me. I needed it and the more I got the more I wanted. I heard Ray’s voice say “wow, still trying to satisfy that appetite?” I said nothing and continued to devour everything Cal could give. I was once again in my trance feeling the buildup to the joining of our souls. I loved that feeling of being caught by my husband and I started to fantasize about having Cal over one night when Ray works late. I want him to walk in on me, and catch me making love to another man in our bed.

But that’s a story for another time…

I could hear Ray eating while he watched us, a fork clinked against the plate, a coffee cup landing back down on the table, all the while I was cuddling and enjoying my sexy black man. Cal then got up to take a shower and I sat naked in bed when Ray brought me a plate with syrup covered waffle with strawberries and whipped cream. I picked it up with my hands and the first bite squirted out maple syrup that I allowed to dribble over my breast. I could see this was making Ray excited so I let more of the syrup ooze onto my skin, then I lowered the waffle to my breasts and smeared the whipped cream onto each nipple. I looked up at him and said “I am so full of cum it is leaking from me everywhere” and then he licked it from me slowly with the tip of his tongue and I started to fantasize about even more erotic desires I want to experience.

Ray pointed out that Cal had left the bathroom door open slightly and that I should take that as an invitation to join him or to at least go and watch. Even now after the night of extreme erotic pleasure I just had, I felt the excitement of butterflies turning in my stomach as I leapt from the bed to watch the hot soapy water caressing Cal’s dark skin. At first, I felt a little fear when I entered the room, like I was intruding on Cal’s privacy but my desires drove me, directed me, I couldn’t just look, I had to enter the shower and feel my hands run over his soapy dark skin. He smiled as I walked into him, placing my sticky hands on his clean soapy wet body, every drop of water seemed to exploded on my skin as the shower rained down on me. We started to bathe each other as he kissed me and almost instantly he was raging hard again and poking me with that beautiful cock of his. He had brought a bar of fragrance soap and I took it home with me and used it every time I showered. For nearly a month I fantasized and felt him virtually soaping me up with every shower I took and walked around smelling like the scent of a man who gave me so much pleasure.

We made plans to meet again that weekend, and after Cal left, my husband said “I think I made my point and won our little bet, I wasn’t even slightly jealous”. I just smiled back at him with my most seductive smirk, I took a step closer and placed both hands on his chest and moved my mouth closer to his. In a low deep whisper I said, “I can honestly say I wanted you to win, in fact, I want you to win like this as many times as we can!”