OUR TREASURE, A BLACK MAN'S PLEASURE.

[Tomkat2]

The woman of my dreams and my fantasy happen to be my wife. She is everything I ever wanted in a woman and is out of my league. When I think of her being my wife, I still can't believe that she is with me and am so proud that she's mine. I put her up on a pedestal and treasure her, some would call her a "trophy wife". I will add that we are both white with her being a gorgeous blonde that many men come on to all the time.
I have never shared her, but she did have an affair a few years after we got married. It turned out that lover was a black man and afterwards she told me she had always had a thing for black men and had many black lovers before she met me. It was then that I got obsessed with interracial porn which I never thought of before. She told me she really loses her inhibitions when fucking black cock, she confessed she has done things sexually for them she never did for me and the best lovers she ever had were black men. It makes me wonder now many black men have stolen our "treasures" in this way? I have attached a few pics of treasured gorgeous white women to illustrate my thoughts.

[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

She told me she really loses her inhibitions when fucking black cock, she confessed she has done things sexually for them she never did for me and the best lovers she ever had were black men. It makes me wonder now many black men have stolen our "treasures" in this way? I have attached a few pics of treasured gorgeous white women to illustrate my thoughts.

From young to mature, our fair girlfriends and wives' beauty is truly treasured by us. The idea of well-endowed black men greedily devouring every inch their smooth white flesh that we thought was exclusively ours can be either a turn on or jealousy for us. Who is she thinking of when we are making love? Is it me or is she reveling in the memories of making love to her black lovers?

[Tomkat2]

Who were you thinking of when we were making love last night? Your enjoyment seemed like more than I put into it. In your thoughts and dreams, how do I measure up?

[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

Who were you thinking of when we were making love last night? Your enjoyment seemed like more than I put into it. In your thoughts and dreams, how do I measure up?

I've never seen you have such intense orgasms. I knew something had changed.

[Tomkat2]

There is no single definition of the ideal beauty, but for many decades the most coveted women seem to be blues eyed, delicate and fair skinned. I prefer blondes but to each his own. Here are more of our fair treasures, ready to surrender their considerable charms to the dark side!

[Tomkat2]

Our highly desired by all beauties are used to being up on a pedestal and worshipped their entire lives. They could afford to be choosy when choosing lovers and what sex acts they are willing do. Whether a fresh-faced and tight bodied nubile lass or a more mature beauty, our gorgeous women find themselves doing things for their black lovers they (or you) never imagined them doing.

[Tomkat2]

To you, she is the pinnacle of sexuality, so you were thrilled when she agreed to marry you. You knew she was out of your league, so you were thrilled when she agreed to marry you. As your treasured wife, you would do anything to make her happy. On the other hand, she would do anything to make her black lovers happy. The thing is, they were the ones who spent your treasure.

[Tomkat2]

It doesn't matter if they are newlyweds or have been married for many years, some wives can't resist the lure of the dark side. Remember, whether young or more mature, once a beautiful woman, always a beautiful woman.

[Tomkat2]

Old boyfriends, big and small, how do I measure up to them? I know my wife had many boyfriends before me, I even knew a few of them. One thing I was curious about was her black lovers. I had no idea who they were or even what they looked like.
That changed several years ago when her and I were going through a box of old photos, and I stumbled upon an envelope of her old pictures. One was of her was in a bathing suit with a black guy. The first thing I noticed was how much bigger he was than her and how muscular and he was, he was ripped! When I showed it to her, she yanked it out of my hand and told me she had forgotten about him. She told me he was an old boyfriend, but I never saw the photo again. I immediately felt jealous and had weird thoughts like how smart he was, how he looked like he was tougher than me if it came to a fight and if she ever compared my far less impressive body to his when we made love. Was he or black men like him a still a threat, even this many years later? I also wondered if she's got over him yet. My mind's eye was filled with imagined images of her with him.

[valhalla680]

While away from family and friends in the carribean where no one knows us ...wife likes to play with native BBC and be dirty for a week, husband cleans up the creampie and then go home to normal life as nurse