I never thought that I will get to have a cuckold experience, as a bull, especially since I am neither young, nor endowed, but it happened.

She is my, lets say friend, I have known for over 20 years. I had a serious crush on her in our 20's, but she was too good for me back then, and that is fair, even now, she is way out of my league. But, in our 30's, we became FWB, but not on a regular basis, only when she would feel it, so, sometimes, 10 times in a month, and sometimes once or twice a year. I was her spare, I got that, but I didn't mind.

She got in a serious relationship some five years ago, and we kind of stopped seeing each other, in any capacity, and, well, it had to happen at some point, so I didn't give it much thought. But, maybe a month ago, she called me, to grab a cup of coffee, and well, I thought here we go again, but no, it was awkward, it seemed like she was with holding something from me, and when I asked her if she would come to my place, she said no, and rushed off. Two days later, the exact same coffee date...

I was puzzled, so I did something we agreed never to do, I started texting her. It took some time, a few days, and I guess it was easier for her to tell me over text, than eye to eye. She mentioned her fiance, is into cuckolding. I understood, immediately, what was up, so I was the one to encourage it, so the three of us met, at dinner.

He looked like he is about to faint, and he looked like someone who would love to see his woman fucked by another man - a total fucking wimp. She was talking, how they thought of it, how it would be easier with someone she feels comfortable with, etc. I was the one lightening the mood, joking, and she joined me, but when we parted ways, I thought, no way in hell this is happening, he looked like he regretted thinking of it. Two days later, she called, and set up a date night at their place.

The look, size and location of his place, answered all of my questions on why she is engaged to him.

I thought it would be awkward, but as soon as me and her started kissing, it was like he wasn't even there. They didn't ask for a condom, and I didn't bring one, hoping that we can do raw, and we did. He didn't jerk off, he just watched, fully dressed. It was amazing, better than it ever was, she came, loudly, and in the end, we did it in the pile driver position, and when I was about to cum, I pulled out, and did something I did many times before, with her, came all over her pussy, because, she has the fattest pussy lips I ever saw.

I was still tossing the last drops out of my cock, when he got up, almost ran up to us, I pulled back, thinking, he is about to hit me, but no, he got on his knees, and started licking my cum off of her pussy.

I am far from a moral idol, but that felt sick, so I got into the shower.

We are meeting again, next weekend, when he gets back from his work trip. I feel conflicted, but I guess that my cock will do my thinking, like it always did, and that I will continue this ordeal, even though, I felt pretty pathetic after that night, me, the guy who always thought sex is everything. I think I found my boundary, but I want to see if I can push through it.

I suspect she invited you over, clearly for the hookup, even though it was still early in the day. Intentions were clear, though, as it didn't take long for the two of you to make your way to her bedroom. You went to drop you gum before getting started, and she misheard you, thinking you said you was going to "drop you cum". The banter continued from there as she led the way, dropping her too short shorts with her back to you fully exposing her big black ass.

She offered no resistance as you bent her over the side of the bed, she pushed her own ass up in the air in response like a cat in heat. The banter continued, the topic turning to her ass as you rubbed it, talking about how the site of her ass makes your work day go by more pleasantly.

You dropped your own pants while sliding fingers down the crack of her ass to her pussy, commenting how wet she was, about as "wet as last time", when you said you had left her dripping. You asked her if she had been thinking about it, as you rubbed her cunt preparing her for penetration.

"Of course," she muttered, as you got into position to slide your bareback cock into her. She pushed back against it, working your cock in easily at first then more rhythmically as you watched the flesh of her cheeks bounce as they swallowed the site of you cock.

As amazing as her genetically gifted african american backside is, though, it makes it difficult for you to get full penetration, doesn't it? I completely understand. That's why you would tell her to lay down on the bed. She complies spreading her legs in the air for you to re-mount. You go ahead and bring her legs up over your shoulder for a pile driver and commence bouncing your balls off her ass.

But what really impressed me is how you both managed to banter and joke while you pounded out her ass about work... stocking shelves, better than a coffee break, hiring her on as a secretary, putting your fiscal order into her, ....

And maybe you'd already cum in her, I expect, when the work talk turned to excuses to your wife, how you planned to take a couple hours and shower before you go home. My girl commented that if the wife asks her, she'll tell her she hadn't seen you, except maybe you was doing some extra door dashing.

I'm not mad. For this day, anyhow, she was following my direction. I do have some questions for you, though, and if you help me out, I"m sure I can get you in, confidentially of course, for more, despite what she might have subsequently told you.