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 I watched the big guy on the television screen as he carried the tiny
blonde into the bedroom.  He gently laid her down on the pillow and began
kissing her naked body from head to toe.  She was very petite with long
blonde hair.  The guy resembled a linebacker and only wore a silk pair of
boxer shorts.  He was black.

   My husband, Jack and I loved to rent adult films on Friday nights. 
Tonight we picked out one with an interracial theme.  I'd always been
curious about black men myself.  I remember being asked out by one of the
guys on our football team in my senior year in college.

   His name was John and he reminded me of the guy on the screen.  He was
very tall and big and dark like that man we were watching, seduce that tiny
blonde.

   Oh yeah.  She is pulling down his boxer's.  Wow.  Look at the size of
that cock!  That guy will split that little woman into two!

   I was getting wet watching that big guy lick that blonde's pussy.  I
began moving my legs under the covers and touched my mound with my left
hand.  I glanced over at my husband who had his eyes glued to the TV.

   That big man pulled that little blonde on top of his legs.  She
straddled him and I was amazed at how easily she began to impale that
monster cock inside that tight little blonde pussy.  I inserted a finger
into my own pussy slit as I watched the TV.

   The wet sloshing sound filled the room as the huge black guy screwed
that tiny blonde.  I spread my legs and rubbed the tip of my clit with my
finger.  I jerked and starred over at my husband, hoping he didn't see what
I was doing.

   I looked back at the TV screen and tried to imagine that I was riding
that big black cock.  I kept rubbing my finger along my clitoris and knew
that I could cum and eased off pressure so that my husband wouldn't catch
me.

   The little blonde began to have an orgasm and the black guy grunted and
shouted that he was going to cum.  She was riding me faster until the guy
grabbed hold of his big black cock and pulled it out just in time as the
sperm shot straight into the air behind her back.

   What a waste of good cum!  I would have wanted him to cum inside me.  I
loved the feel of sperm as it shoots out of a cock.  I glanced over at my
husband who starred back at me and smiled.  He saw my arm under the blanket
and knew that I was playing with my pussy.

   "Honey.  Did you get excited watching that petite blonde riding that big
black cock?"

   I smiled and took my hand out from under the blanket.  "I didn't think
she would be able to take that big thing inside her."

   Jack pulled the blanket off his legs and his dick was rock solid hard!
OK.  He wasn't anywhere as large as the man in the video but he knew how to
move his little thing inside me.  I teased him about his size.  It didn't
really bother him much that he was only 4 inches long.  He wasn't much
larger then my thumb in diameter.

   Actually.  My husband, Jack is a very small man and you wouldn't expect
to see a guy of his size with a huge dong hanging down between his legs.  I
remember when we met in college and this little guy started talking to me
in the library.  I thought he was cute and he could make me laugh.  We fell
in love and got married a few months after we finished college.

   I'm only five-one and big men always frightened me.  Coincidently, my
husband his the exact same height as I and we weigh about the same at
about, one hundred pounds.  I would always tease him and say to him that he
was my little boy.  He could at least laugh and he would make jokes about
himself that his penis resembled that of a young boy.

   We have been married for three years now and our birthdays land about a
week from one another.  I'd always laugh and tell Jack that I'm much older
then he is.  We both just turned twenty-seven on our last birthdays.

   I guess you could say that Jack and I are very close.  We consider
ourselves soul mates and we are very honest and open about everything in
our marriage.  Jack would always ask me if I wondered how it would be like
having sex with a guy with a big cock but I always laughed about it.

   The strange thing about our relationship is that my husband isn't a
jealous man.  He loves and cares about me so much that if I desired to have
sex with another man just to see how it felt that he would allow it to
happen just to please me.  He even told me so!

   As I mentioned, we are very honest with each other and that's how we got
started with our little fetish.  I guess I should tell you about it.

   It started on our honeymoon when Jack began joking around about our
bodies being very similar in size.  I have long blonde hair and my husband
had packed a blonde wig in his suitcase and one afternoon he walked out of
the bathroom wearing my bikini and that crazy blonde wig.

   He caught me completely off guard but made me laugh when he started to
imitate the way that I would walk.  He actually resembled a small woman
wearing a bikini that it flipped me out!

   Jack had stuffed toilet tissue into the bra cups but everything else on
him looked passable.  I dared him to walk out to the pool wearing the
bikini.  That's when I learned that you don't want to dare Jack to do
anything because he was going to walk out there just like that!

   He didn't care, he thought it was funny.  Jake actually had a habit of
mocking me when I was walking around the house.  He'd keep doing it until
he got me laughing.

   I finally talked him out of walking around the poll that afternoon but I
was curious to know if he had actually done it.  Later that evening when we
were making love, I brought up the subject and wanted to know if he liked
dressing up like a girl.

   He told me about a play he was in during high school where he had to
dress up as an old woman and from that time on, Jack always dreamed of
being a female impersonator.

   The next morning we got into the large soaker tub together and we talked
and laughed about how funny he was when he wore my bikini.  I'm not sure
exactly how it happened but I think it was another dare because Jack shaved
his legs that morning.

   The next day he worked on the remainder of his body hair and from that
day on he kept himself completely smooth.  I told him how much I liked
feeling his soft hairless skin against my body.  I think I enjoyed
snuggling up next to Jack at night the best.

   Luckily we lived out in the country because Jack dressed up around the
house every day now.  We didn't have to worry about neighbors because the
nearest house was up the street and around a sharp corner.  He was a
natural redhead and kept his hair at shoulder length.  He worked at home
and only had to speak to his clients by telephone so he could play, dress
up anytime he desired.

   I didn't mind at all because Jack treated me like gold and I felt like I
had the best husband and girlfriend in the whole world.

   The video had stopped and Jack surprised me by pulling me down off the
pillow and straddled my body until his face was buried between my legs.  I
lifted my legs back giving him better access to my pussy as he began
licking me.

   He moved his little butt around until his little dick was poking into my
face and I started to suck on him as he licked me.  I loved the way he
could lick my pussy.  He had become such an expert at hitting all the right
spots.  I loved licking his dick because I could easily fit the entire
length inside my mouth with ease.

   Jack was small enough that I could actually get his entire dick inside
my mouth as well as his balls.  He reminded me of my brother when I saw him
naked at eleven years old.  I always thought it was cute.  The way Jack
kept the hair shaven was even better because his skin was so smooth and
soft and I didn't have to worry about choking on a hair.

   Jack started to move his little butt above my face and I knew he wanted
to cum inside my mouth.  We always timed our orgasms together.  Yes, it was
strange but we had the timing all worked out.  I would cum at the same time
that Jack would cum.

   My own body began trembling as I got close and taped Jack on his leg to
let him know I was going to cum at any second.  He groaned and yelled out
that he was going to cum.

   I started to cum as I felt the first little spurts of his seed shoot out
of Jack's little dick.  It was always three or four little spurts but I
knew it felt good for him.  He held my legs back against my chest as I
finished my own orgasm until we finished and he rolled off along side me
and gave me a hug and a kiss.

   Jack loved to kiss me after he shot a load into my mouth.  He loved
tasting his own sperm as his tongue probed my mouth.  I got into the habit
of not swallowing it all.  I would save just a little so he could taste it
as we kissed.  Most of his cum was clear now anyway.

   I was still thankful that my little husband could even get an erection.
You see, I forgot to mention that he began taking hormones fifteen months
ago.  It wasn't the typical scenario that you always hear about.  As I
mentioned, it all started on our honeymoon.

   We were happy together and we both decided that wouldn't be a problem in
our marriage.  We were in love and it didn't matter for me personally that
Jack's body had gone through a few changes.  He resembled a little boy when
I met him.  I never expected to have a big macho guy around the house in
the first place.

   His little breasts were budding out and his hips had a touch of flair
now but I loved the way he felt against me.  He was so soft and naturally
gentle.  Yes, he was my husband and best friend and sometimes my best
girlfriend.

   We had planned to go out shopping that Saturday morning.  Jack would
dress in slacks and a blouse with short heeled shoes.  I had bought him
little breast forms that enhanced his bust size.  I was lucky enough to be
blessed with a C-cup which stood out on my tiny frame.

   Jack and I were in competition for who had the smallest waist. 
Naturally, my waist was 2 inches smaller then Jack's waist.  I actually
bought Jack a training corset online for his last birthday and he wore it
often.  It was beginning to reshape his rib cage.

   We drove to the mall and walked through the different little shops until
we got to one shop that specialized in petite dresses.  I'd call Jack,
Jackie when we were out in public.  We had fun for the next hour trying on
different dresses until we both walked out at the same time and just stood
starring wide mouthed at each other.

   Jackie spoke first.  "Lacy!  Just look at how beautiful you are wearing
that dress!"

   I walked around Jackie in amazement and how well it fit her, I mean him!
We were wearing the identical dress!  Mine was a brick red and Jackie's was
black.  They were surplice wrap dresses which stretched around our waists
which flattered our figures.  They were knee length but frilly enough to
tease and exposed a portion of cleavage.

   "Lacy.  Let's buy them!"

   I moved around in front of the mirror and glanced back at Jackie and
couldn't believe how nice they were.  We looked hot!  Jackie was hot in the
black version.

   "Jackie.  Where would we wear them?  They're more than one hundred
dollars!  I don't think we should spend this much money just to wear them
around the house!"

   Jackie smiled through the mirror at me.  "OK.  We won't buy them to wear
around the house!  We'll wear them out somewhere!"

   I was excited but hesitant as I turned toward Jackie and said.  "Where
would we go out wearing something this hot?"

   Jackie laughed.  "Maybe we could go out to one of those dance clubs and
have a little fun!"

   I was too excited to resist and the next thing I knew we were picking
out matching pumps to wear with our new dresses.  We were happily carrying
our new dresses around the mall until I spotted a lingerie shop and walked
inside.  I think Jackie was reading my mind because we both walked toward a
little rack where they had thongs hanging and laughed at each other.

   Jackie picked out a black thong and a red one for me and paid for the
items and hit a perfume store before driving back home.

   We pulled into the driveway and the car started to jerk and sputter as I
pulled up near the front of the house.  I tried to restart it but nothing
happened.  I looked over at Jack and we laughed.  He wasn't a mechanic so
we knew we would have to call someone out to fix it.

   I called the repair shop in town and the man said he could be right out.
He was friendly and had a deep voice.  We ate lunch while we waited for the
guy to come out.  We were just finishing lunch when I heard a knock on the
front door.  I got up to answer it and was surprised to see a tall muscular
handsome black guy standing at the front door.

   He frightened me with his size and I was almost afraid to open the
screen door.  As I mentioned, I've always been afraid of large men.  He was
way over a foot taller then me.  He was very polite but I caught him
starring at my top a couple of times when I walked him out to the car.  My
top was tight and I wasn't wearing a bra so my nipples were poking out of
the thin material.

   His name was Jerry and he shook my hand.  I got little tingles on my
body when he held my tiny hand.  I gazed at his large hand as he held mine
and I think that's what gave me the tingles.  He was dark, almost black.  I
instantly thought about that big black man in the video last night.

   I stood next to the car as he lifted the hood and looked inside.  He
started playing with all of those little hoses and things.

   "Jerry.  I'll be right inside the house if you need anything."

   He had a whole truck full of tools and things and he specialized in, on
the spot repair.  I walked back into the house and called Jack.  We peeked
out the screen door at Jerry.

   "He reminds me of that guy we saw in the video last night."

   I laughed.  "I thought of the same guy when I first saw him.  His name
is, Jerry.  He kept starring at my boobs but he was very polite."

   Jack nudged my arm.  "You know how those black men are!  He properly
likes white women!"

   I smirked at him and pinched his waist as we starred out at Jerry under
the hood.  Yes.  He did resemble the man in the video.  His arms were huge
like a linebacker, very tall and muscular.

   Jack put his arm around my waist.  "I'm going to try on my new dress. 
I'll leave you here so you can drool."

   I turned around as he was walking away and saw him smiling.  "Jack.  I'm
not drooling!"

   Jack playfully waived his hand at me as he disappeared into the bedroom.
I peeked back out and saw Jerry taking his shirt off.  It was extremely hot
that afternoon and couldn't blame him.  I heard the car engine, Jerry
turned and starred at the door.  He waived at me so I walked out to see
what he needed.

   He started to put his shirt back on.  "Oh.  You don't have to put that
back on.  I know it's hot out here."

   He smiled as he held his shirt.  "It was only your gas line but I can
see your going to need a tune-up and a few other things.  You're lucky it
didn't break down on the highway.  It's not safe being out here all alone."

   "Oh.  Well.  Thank you but I'm not alone."

   I noticed Jerry was starring at my wedding ring when I said I wasn't
alone and he looked disappointed.

   "I would recommend having your husband take your car in for service as
soon as possible."

   He started to put his shirt back on when I noticed a smudge of grease on
his shoulder.  "Why don't you come into the house and wash up before you
put that back on?"

   He followed me into the house and the timing couldn't have been any
worse as Jack walked out of the bedroom wearing his new dress and pumps.

   "How do you think I look?"

   I starred at Jack and looked back at Jerry.  "Um.  Jerry.  This is my
sister, Jackie."

   Jerry nodded his head as I smiled at Jack.  "Is your husband around? 
I'll tell him about your car."

   Before I had a chance to answer Jerry's question, Jack blurted out with
his version.  "Oh.  Her husband ran off with another woman awhile back. 
It's only, me and my sis now."

   Jack thought he was being funny but when I saw the expression on Jerry's
face, I knew that he was thinking that there must be a glimmer of hope that
I'd be interested.

   "Jerry.  The bathroom is right down that hallway.  You'll find towels
and everything you need.  I'll get you a cold glass of lemon aid ready for
you."

   "Uh.  Thank you very much . . .  "

   "It's, Lacy!"

   Jack flicked his eye brows at me as I turned and walked out into the
kitchen.  He followed me into the kitchen and helped get the glasses out of
the cabinet.

   "Did you see the way he was starring at you?"

   "Jackie!  Stop fooling around!  I don't want to give that man the wrong
idea!"

   Jack walked up behind me and put his arms around my waist.  He raised
his hands under my breasts and flicked my nipples and peeked around my
shoulder.

   Jackie laughed.  "See.  Your nipples got hard comparing that man in the
video to Jerry."

   I playfully turned around and pinched his little butt.  That's when I
starred at his face and noticed that he went all out and had applied
lipstick.  I smiled as I started mixing the lemon aid.

   "Jackie.  If you are so turned on by this guy then why don't you flirt
with him?"

   Jackie slapped my butt as I mixed the drinks.  Jackie walked across the
kitchen table and crossed his arms.  "I'm only having a little fun with
you, you know?"

   "Jackie.  I know but I just don't want Jerry to get the wrong idea and
think I'm available.  Thanks to your joking around, he doesn't think my
husband is around!"

   Jackie playfully put his hand on his hip and seductively turned his head
and said.  "He's right.  I'm gone right now!"

   Before I got a chance to reply, Jerry walked into the kitchen and I
motioned for him to sit down at the table.

   "You have a nice house, here.  Is it just you and your sister living
here?"

   "Well, uh . . .  "

   Jackie didn't let me finish the sentence as he butted in.  "Yes.  It's
just, me and my sister now.  Her old man flew the coup with another woman
and we haven't seen him since."

   I couldn't believe he was still putting on this act!

   "Oh.  I'm really sorry to hear about your husband.  I really can't
understand why he would leave such a beautiful woman like you behind?"

   "Well, thank you very much.  That's so sweet of you to say that."

   I starred at Jackie hoping that he would stop but he kept going.  "Yes.
I came to stay with my sister so she wouldn't be so lonely out here in the
sticks.  I'm afraid she never has any men visiting us out here."

   I felt like putting tape over his mouth at that moment.  He was
beginning to take this too far now and I felt uncomfortable.  I sat down
across from Jerry as he began writing out our bill.

   "Lacy.  I'll tell you what I'm going to do.  Since it was only your gas
filter clogged up, I'm not going to charge you for any work today.  I would
recommend that you have a tune-up and oil change done really soon!"

   "Jerry.  You don't have to do that!  I'd be happy to pay you."

   Jackie smiled and I knew he was going to add something.  "Lacy.  Why
don't you have this nice man come back out so he can fix those other things
he mentioned?"

   Jerry was starring at me and I smiled.  "OK.  Jerry.  Would that be
possible?"

   He laughed.  "I'll have one of the men come out and pick it up on Monday
and it'll give me a chance to give it a good look and fix what you need
done."

   Jerry slipped a card with his name and number across the table.  "I want
you to call me if I can help you with anything."

   Jackie was standing near Jerry and leaned on his chair.  "I you
attached, Jerry?"

   Jerry chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder.  "No.  Never been
married and don't have a girlfriend."

   "Mm . . .  You're not married and don't have a girlfriend, which sounds
interesting enough."

   Jackie starred and winked at me.

   "Um.  Jackie.  I don't think Jerry is interested in telling you all of
his business."

   Jerry laughed.  "Oh.  That's all right.  I have a sister back in Detroit
that was always trying to fix me up with one of her friends.  I've actually
owned the garage for three years now and I've been so busy that I never
made any time for dating anyone."

   Jackie was quick to reply.  "Oh.  I think you should stop and take the
time to smell the flowers once in awhile.  Look at my sister, here.  She
sits home day after day and doesn't go out and never dates any men!"

   Jackie was going way too far now!  I wanted to stop him but didn't want
to give away his cover.  Jerry was starring and smiling at me.

   "Is that true?  You're not seeing anyone?"

   "Well.  Jerry.  I'm afraid my sister is just trying to be helpful.  It's
just like you said about your sister back in Detroit."

   "Maybe you should allow me to take you out to dinner, sometime?"

   Jackie put his hand on Jerry's shoulder and leaned over and said.  "I
leave you two out here to talk.  I have to go to the ladies room."

   I smiled at Jerry as Jackie left the kitchen.  "I apologize for my
sister."

   "Maybe she's right!  Why don't you allow me to take you to dinner next
week?"

   "Well.  Jerry.  I really have to think about it.  I really appreciate
your offer.  Why don't you let me think it over and give you a call?"

   "I hope you decide to take my offer.  I haven't been out to dinner with
a woman in three years."

   "Oh.  That's a long time, isn't it?"

   Jerry nodded his head while drinking the lemon aid.

   "Have you ever been to the lake outside of town?"

   "No.  I can't say that I have!"

   "Well.  That's where I live and I'd love to take you out on my boat
sometime!"

   "That sounds very nice."

   Jerry glanced at his watch.  "I have to get going.  I promised this
couple I would have their truck ready by five."

   I walked Jerry to the front door and he held out his hand.  I got that
tingly sensation in my body again when he held my hand.  He smiled and
walked out to his truck.  I waited until he drove off and went looking for
Jackie.

   Jackie was in the bathroom playing with the material on his dress. 
"Honey!  Why did you lead him on like that?"

   Jack put his arms around me and gave me a hug.  "I was only having a
little fun.  I was getting stimulated just watching his face.  He kept
starring at you the whole time!"

   "Jack.  I'm fully aware what he was doing.  I just don't think it was
very nice to lead him on like you did."

   I playfully pointed my finger at him.  "Don't do that again!"

   Later that night, I was laying in bed waiting for Jack when he walked
into the bedroom with his toothbrush stuck in his mouth.  I was laying
naked on top of the covers when he reached over and rubbed his palm over my
belly.

   My hands were propped behind my head as I watched hip slowly move his
hand closer to my mound.  He moved his hand until the tip of his fingers
parted my pussy.  I spread my legs for him as he continued to rub his hand
on me.

   He removed his hand and motioned to me that he'd be right back.  I could
hear him gargling in the bathroom as I waited for him to return.  He walked
back into the room and turned on the television.  He brought the remote
into bed with him as he started to rub my pussy again.

   "Mm . . .  Baby . . .  Why don't you lick me?"

   I kept arching my hips hoping he would get the hint but instead, he
flopped into bed and pushed the button on the remote.  It was the movie we
watched last night.  Jack pushed the button until the scene showed the
black guy screwing that tiny blonde again.  I glanced at Jack and smirked
at him as he started rubbing my pussy again.

   He laid back on the pillow and kept moving his finger against my
clitoris.  The big guy on the screen was sucking on the blonde's boobs. 
The camera zoomed in as he kissed her lips.

   This was the second half we didn't watch last night.  They were
passionately kissing as she stroked his thick cock.  They started to move
as the big guy got on top of her and started to rub his cock against her
pussy slit.  He rocked back and forth until he lunged forward sending that
giant mushroom head inside that tiny little blonde.

   Her body stiffened as he slowly pushed himself inside her pussy.  Jack
was still rubbing my clit as we watched the little blonde began to respond.
She wrapped her legs around his thighs and another camera got a good
close-up of her pussy stretched around that big shaft.

   Jack was making me wet as his finger started to probe inside my slit. 
He kept touching my clitoris as I watched the tiny blonde on the screen.  I
pushed my legs back as Jack worked his finger into me as we watched the
television.

   They were groaning as the guy kept pushing himself deep inside her
pussy. I began curling my toes as Jack played with my pussy.  I could feel
an orgasm starting to build up as I watched the big guy on the screen.

   The blonde on the television started to cum and I closed my eyes as I
reached my own orgasm as my belly heaved as I tried to take a deep breath.
I could hear the big guy groan.  It only intensified my own orgasm as I
opened my eyes just in time to see him pump that sperm deep inside her
pussy.

   My orgasm was intense but I was starting to relax and I stretched out my
legs as I reached for Jack's hand and brought it to my lips and kissed his
fingers.  He leaned over and kissed my lips as he turned off the
television.

   "Now.  Didn't that feel better?"

   He began kissing my nipples as I put my arm around his head and played
with his hair.  He was licking little circles around my nipple.  Jack moved
his face up and kissed me passionately.  I knew something was on his mind
as he starred into my eyes.

   "Jerry turned you on today, didn't he?"

   I knew he was going to ask me that question.  We were always honest with
each other and decided I wouldn't lie to him.

   "Yeah.  I was attracted to him but it doesn't mean I want to be
unfaithful."

   Jack rubbed his hand against my pussy and lightly around my slit as he
kissed my cheek.  I think I knew what he was going to say next.

   "You wouldn't be unfaithful if I were to give you my permission, would
it?"

   "Jack!  What are you telling me?  Are you suggesting that I should go
out with Jerry?"

   Jack kissed my lips as I waited for a reply.  "Baby.  I could sense that
your curios to know what it would be like having a big masculine guy like
Jerry making love to you."

   I kept starring into his eyes and watching his reaction and waited to
see where he was going next.

   "Would it really be a crime to allow my wife the satisfaction to explore
and fulfill her wildest fantasy?"

   I had to think about that question as I watched his reaction.  I somehow
felt there was a lot more too just my own fantasy here.  Could it be that
my own husband is turned on thinking about seeing me make love to a black
man?  Or maybe it was Jack who secretly desired what it would be like maybe
sucking on a monster cock that big!

   Maybe it was time for him to explore his sexuality a little deeper. 
Should I dare to ask him?  Or maybe give in to his desire and go out on a
date with Jerry and perhaps see where it will take us?

   I finally gave in and said.  "Why don't you let me sleep on it and we'll
talk in the morning?"

   It was a typical Sunday morning and we were drinking coffee and reading
the newspaper.  Jack had his legs propped up on the stool as he read the
paper.  I was aware that he kept watching every move I made that morning. I
knew he wanted to talk about Jerry again but I kept him hanging.  I really
wanted to know what his motive was but wanted him to tell me the truth.

   I tossed my section of the paper on the chair next to me and crossed my
arms and stretched out my legs next to my husband.

   "Honey.  Have you ever given it any thought to what it would be like
making love to a man?"

   Jack folded the paper and took a sip of his coffee.  I knew I had caught
him by surprise with that question.  He took hold of my hand and stroked my
fingers.  We'd been very honest with each other but I don't think Jack was
ready to share that question with me yet.

   I had something in my mind that would work.  I put my arm around him and
kissed his cheek.  He smiled at me as he held my other hand.

   "Honey.  I might give Jerry a call later and see when he will be free
for dinner this week."
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