1. Wife Gets Blacked in Jamaica


    Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: 425olds, Source: xHamster

    My wife and I never talked about it. I'm really not sure how it became a thing with us either. It's possible she saw the porn I always had on my computer. I think years ago she saw some stories that I had printed out and read them. She never acted on them, nor talked to me about what was in them, but if she read them, she knew what I was reading and jerking off to. While I don't think that was the sole reason we went down this road, I believe it planted a seed in her mind that percolated over the years. I'm also pretty certain that she already had a latent desire herself and more and more comments and small actions showed that it was becoming something she was having trouble hiding. Cuckolding me. Cuckolding me with a black man. That's the unspoken thing between us. I jerk off to that kind of porn. She has always had a thing for black men. Small comments over knowing someone for 30 plus years; she has never openly commented that a white guy is good looking for example. She has commented many times on how handsome she found several black men and there have been times where she has actually danced with black men when having too much to drink. There have been other times as well where it looked to me that she was openly teasing me with the possibility of going through with, but at the same time, making it just innocent enough that she wasn't doing anything out of order at all. But when you add up the number of times and the number comments and the increasing frequency of those ...
    times, it was becoming apparent to me that she was only a short step away from actually going through with it. For my part, I didn't even need porn any more. A couple pictures of her photo-shopped onto a woman with a similar looking body with a black man and a couple of odd shots we have with her posing with a couple of black men starts me off. Then all I have to do is think about her comments and actions and go from there. I admit that I am obsessed with it. It seems she is as well. I knew all that was needed was time and opportunity. We finally got both when we went to Jamaica. A long needed vacation on a supposedly very mellow island. I avoided booking at one of the big resorts so we could hang with the locals. I selected a small but well rated hotel that seemed to be out of the way. It was advertised as being very clean, safe and respectable. When we got there, we found that there always seemed to be a mix of guests, locals and ex-patriots from everywhere. In short the place was just what we needed. People openly smoking weed pretty much everywhere and the place had a relaxed atmosphere al the time and a very Jamaican feel. It took a couple days to for us to seem to mellow out; the weed helping a lot on that account. We spent the first few days lounging on the beach and doing nothing out of the ordinary, except my wife Joyce did seem to be taking a lot of pictures of the locals. She kept on commenting that what she really needed was a good shot of a Rasta to bring home. If ...
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