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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The boyfriend continued to slowly pull himself out of me about halfway, plunging himself back in to the hilt gently. I moaned and bucked my hips. As he settled into a steady rhythm of thrusts, I reached down to play with my clit. The Boyfriend picked up his speed, moving with greater power with every thrust. Soon all I could hear was the impact of our meeting amidst a chorus of my moans and gasps of pleasure.
Time got lost. I wasn’t sure how long we had been in the back of the taxi?
What I can tell you is that it felt like we were making love rather than NSA sex.
The way he touched my body, the way he never made it about him and constantly asked me for assurance that I was okay.
Now, I was starting to understand why he called his cock the ‘wife converter’.
I’m not sure what happened with my husband, the taxi driver and the girlfriend but when I finally opened my eyes, my husband was now sitting in one of the pull down seats opposite me stroking his semi erect cock with one hand and holding the camera filming his wife losing her black cock virginity. The girlfriend was now beside me bent over on the back seat her face was covered in cum and trails of cum running down the insides of her thighs whilst having her arse eaten out by the taxi driver watching her man and me.
I could feel a slight swell rising up the boyfriend’s cock and I knew what that meant.
"Don't you dare cum yet. Don't you dare fucking cum." I spurted out more enthusiastically than was intended.
I could see the boyfriend leg and arm muscles flex. I released my hold of the boyfriend, having wrapped my legs around his hips at some point. He quickly grabbed the base of his cock and pulled free of my pussy, seeming to hold off his imminent release just in the nick of time.
"That was a close one. Your pussy feels amazing." He stated
"It’ll taste even better now." I retorted
I lifted my hips so my soaking wet vulva was now on full display. It was swollen and red, it's lips stretched wide. I continued to rub clit in quick circles while the boyfriend seemed to hesitate. I imagined a man with a cock like his didn't feel the need to eat pussy very often. If so, he was missing out on a real treat.
The boyfriend got down on his knees between my my legs, which now dangled off the edge of the seat. He moved his face within an inch of my pussy, sticking out his tongue to barely graze my clit with its tip. I placed my hand on the back of his head and pushed him forward until his chin was buried into my wet folds. I heard a muffled, surprised sound as my I grabbed a handful of his short black hair.
Once the initial shock of my forcefulness subsided, he settled into a few minutes of half-hearted cunninlingus.
My husband’s face was in a trance as he watched his wife move her hips around, trying to guide the boyfriend to lick the right spots, the hot buttons that made her pop He’d figured out years ago.
"Stand up. Let me get you ready for round two." He told me
With a slight sigh of frustration, I released my hold of his hair and flipped over, putting my face in line his girlfriend’s face.
The boyfriend looked hungry when I got onto all fours, presenting my ass to him and spreading the folds of my vulva apart with two fingers.
"Go on. Fuck me. Hard as you like this time."
I demanded
There was little resistance this time as he plunged his entire length into me in one powerful thrust. I moaned loudly as he filled me to the brim. There was a the loud clapping sound as each impact against my ample ass as I struggled to keep my body in position.
In this position, the girlfriend and I were face to face. Seeing me getting fucked from this perspective drove her nuts. The way I squinted with pleasure each time he slammed all the way into me. The force of his thrusts caused my breasts to swing violently about.
Barely five minutes had passed when the boyfriend began to tense and began to groan again. I was close to an orgasm of my own, especially when I began bucking backwards into his thrusts. I bit my lip and my arms and legs began to shake as the first ripple of pleasure washed over me. As I moaned loudly, my voice vibrating from my release, the boyfriend grasped my hips tightly and held himself as deep into me as he could manage.
"I can't ... I'm gonna cum." He said loudly
"Not inside her!" My husband said in a panic
We'd agreed that I wouldn’t allow anyone to cum inside me. We just thought it was too intimate a thing to do with a stranger.
“Not inside me please.” I asked him
I could see the disappointment in his face but he understood why. A powerful ribbon of cum flew into the air the second he pulled his cock from my pussy. It spattered onto my belly and breasts. This was followed by shot after shot of the boyfriend’s thick semen. I continued to focused on extending my own orgasm as long as possible by rubbing my clitoris. By the time the last of his load trickled from his cock, my body was completely drenched.
Even though everything took an unexpected turn of events, The final fireworks were beyond anything I dreamed up when fantasising about this night. The logical part of my brain knew that there was no correlation between penis size and cum production, but I'd still held out hope. I wanted to experience having some fun in a taxi with a stranger and a bigger cock than my husband’s.
I turned around and took the boyfriend’s cock into my mouth, sucking up the last bit of his release. Even in its spent state, his member was heavy and tested the elasticity of my lips. He put a hand on the back of my head, quickly pulling it away when he felt the wetness of his own cum.
"Do you mind if I take a selfie of you both before you go?" My husband asked
"Not at all." We both replied simultaneously
"Get some good shots , honey." I said to my husband
I wrapped my hand around the boyfriend’s shaft and put my lips around the head of his cock, smiling with my eyes because my mouth was occupied again. He snapped a few photos just to be sure he got a clear one. The overhead perspective of the shot communicated just how large the boyfriend was compared to me.
The five of us sat naked in the back of the taxi chatting about the evenings events and laughing as we recapped our personal experiences. As the dawn started to break we all got dressed and said our goodbyes to each other.
“So, did I manage to convert you tonight” the boyfriend asked me
“What do you think?” I replied as I slipped a piece of paper with my phone number on it
“I’m still owed the whole experience from you.” I followed up saying to him
“What about the taxi driver?” He asked
“Don’t worry about him, we won’t see each other again.” I replied
“What about your husband, he seemed very adamant about another man cumming in his wife?”
“Well we have always been open about our sexual fantasies and desires but this was only possible if we adhered to the rules and boundaries that we both agreed on. So, I think that it’s best that won’t be there next time.
He left hand in hand with his girlfriend and we said goodbye to the taxi driver who offered us a ride home with the suggestion that the three of us could continue.
We declined politely and said that me and my husband were going to take a stroll back home.
Our conversation started with all the bucket list items that we could cross off. Then we asked each other how we were feeling after tonight and what we enjoyed the most.
I could tell that he was getting off from all the details that I was describing to him and if I’m honest I was feeling the same way as he shared his thoughts and feelings.
However, my mind kept drifting away from our conversation. I just couldn’t get the thought of the boyfriend out of my head. The problem was that he made my body feel in a way that I had never felt or experienced in my life. Not to mention what his massive thick black cock did to my pussy! I knew that I was now playing a dangerous game by giving him my phone number. If he made me feel like this after one fuck, what could he make me feel like if I got him on my own for an afternoon?
Either way, I was now a believer…and halfway to being converted. I know that one of the agreements was that my husband has to reclaim me when we get home.
But how would his cock now feel inside me after I had just taken a cock almost double the size as his?
I’m never going to leave my husband because he is more than just my husband, he is my best friend and partner in crime.
Maybe I can negotiate with him to make that couple a regular met up.
With a little discrete side action with the boyfriend.
Either way the boyfriend was definitely a keeper. |
that’s fucking awesome 
