[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

Thanks for your kind words, I appreciate your feedback and I'm glad you liked the stories and pics.

Well I took my lovely wife out to dinner tonight. We are reaching the end of our memorable vacation and it has been such an erotic experience for me. Her confessions about her sexual past has made me look at her in an entirely different light, it's like she is a brand new lover to me now. As we make love I explore every square inch of her still fit beautiful body like it's the first time. I fantasize about all the men that have sampled her charms when she was a much younger beautiful woman.
She got ready in the little blue summer dress she brought in her along for special occasions. She applied her makeup perfectly, wore nice 2" gold hoop earrings and open toed white heels. She wore no bra and for good measure went without underwear. She can still really pull it off and looked so lovely.
She wanted seafood so we went to be best restaurant in town. With the covid limitations we had to wear masks in the place until we were seated. Once we removed our masks I admired beautiful her face is with her pretty blue eyes and blonde hair. We ordered drinks and as we looked over the menu we made small talk. We were sitting in the rear of the restaurant and with no one near us so we could talk without being overheard. We just had to be careful about the wait staff. Once we placed our order and were left alone while it was prepared she reaches out and holds my hand. She smiles and looks me in the eyes and whispers, "So you are curious about my black lovers, what do you want to know about them? Haven't you heard enough about my past for one week?"
She had thrown it back to me and I had to gather my thoughts for a few seconds. After a bit I said, "Well I would like to know what the attraction is and how it came about and how many black men have you had. What is it about them that is so sexy to you? How good are they as lovers?"
She purses her lips and thinks. She then says, "I think I have always been curious about black men and boys since I was little girl. When encountered them I wanted to touch them, to feel their skin. Just curious really. My family was and is a bit racist so me dating black boys in high school was out of the question. My parents, especially my dad would have had a fit. Once I lost my virginity at 15 and gradually got sexually active the thought did keep crossing my mind at times but I never followed up on my curiosity. You already know that the first black man I had sex with was Claybourne, who I met in New York on my way back home. I've told you about him sharing me with his 3 black friends."
I told her, "Yeah, you told me about that but you never really told me when it happened."
She responds, "It happened at the end of the summer after I graduated from high school and just before I started college. I'll tell you I probably would never have done it if I hadn't had that gangbang at that party."
I asked her, "Exactly when did that party happen?"
She replies, "It happened just a few weeks before graduation. I had grown up real fast in a short time my participation pulling that train freed me up sexually and that summer was lots of fun with lots of sexual experimentation and boyfriends. I would have a steady boyfriend for a few weeks and move on to another. At times I would have 2 or three boyfriends in a week and it was in the middle of he summer I went to that music festival where my boyfriend backed out and I went alone. I had lots of fun that weekend with a number of guys but I already told you about that. I was the middle of July when I took off with a friend in a bus to North Carolina and stayed there for a month before heading back where I met Clay after a layover in New York."
She then stops and thinks for a little and continues, "You now how I have told you all these year I did Clay and 3 of his friends?"
I responded, "Yeah. was there more?"
She hesitates then says, "Well you want to know everything...so yes. That evening I did fuck Clay and his friends. The thing is they next day he brought another black man over and he also had sex with me. The following day it was 2 more. It was then I decided I'd had enough so I told him I was leaving and he threatened me and refused to give me my bus ticket until I put up a fuss. I left immediately and came home just in time for freshman orientation at college.
Once I got away from home and at school I knew I could date anyone I wanted and even with my negative experience with Claybourne I had enjoyed sex with him, even with his friends. I didn't have to worry about my parents approval so I could go out with black men. I didn't happen at first but a week into the semester, I saw a posting for artist's models for a university class. You know how I an an exhibitionist so I thought it may be fun to pose nude in front of a class of art students. I would also get paid to do it too!
For some reason I was a bit nervous the first time I dropped my robe in front of 18 students, 11 men and 7 girls and it was harder work than I thought. It got easier as the session went on and I got lots of compliments. As it turned out one of the male students, a white guy asked me out that night and we partied at his dorm room. He and I had sex all night. My first college fuck!
The next time I modeled it was for a different class and this time after I got dressed and was walking back to my dorm room, one of the male students, a black guy this time catches up to me. He tells me I did great job and that he thought I was pretty. He told me most of the models were dogs (his words not mine) and it was refreshing to see such an attractive model."
She had been telling me this between visits by the waiter and as we ate and finally we were done. As we head back to our place she continues to tell me about what happened.
She tells me, "Instead of going to my dorm room, he told me he lived off campus in a small apartment so we went there for some beer. After we drank some and smoked some pot as we sat next to each other on a ratty couch, he leans in and kisses me. I returned his kiss enthusiastically and we started peeling each others clothes off. He was a tall skinny brown skinned black guy with a nice body and a nice cock. We got into a 69 position immediately, this was the first time I had ever done 69 with a black man. It was incredible, I was so turned on. He first took me from the rear, telling me how beautiful my ass was. He slapped my ass a few time for good measure. I then flipped over and spread my legs for him and reached up and pulled him down on top of me and we made love missionary as we kissed and looked into each others eyes"
She stopped for a bit as we went into our place and I was so worked up sexually, we immediately removed our clothes. As I stood back admiring her beauty, she shimmies out of the blue sundress and keeps telling me more.
"We made love all night honey. It was so incredible and I felt so free to express myself sexually to a black man. It was so much fun."
As I went down on her, I asked her how his cock tasted and she told me it was delicious. She told me he satisfied her deeply. As I started working my cock into her moist pussy, I said, "I bet you had lots of black cock that semester didn't you?" She gasps, "Yes! So much hun."
Our lovemaking was so incredible tonight. She is fast asleep as I write this. As a bonus I snapped this picture of us laying in bed together. She was reaching down and feeling her pussy after I filled it the second time. I think her body is still beaufiful even after all these years together. She is only a few pounds heavier than when we got married. She was 108 then and now is around 115 pounds. Her beautiful little titties did get a bit bigger after she had her first child. Her ass is still firm and shapely. I am a lucky, lucky man.
She told me more I haven't related here yet and promised me she would tell me more about her black lovers tomorrow.