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                 Jane's Fantasy - The Beginning

                         Part Ia

     Our's is an unusual tale I believe.  One of shared fantasies
and then ultimate fulfillment.  Perhaps this occurs a lot but if
it does I am not aware of it.  My beautiful and very sexy wife
Jane, and I enjoy a full, rich sex life.  One of the many many
things that makes it so rich is openness and the sharing of our
sexual fantasies with each other.  During sex we often enjoy
telling each other little sex stories centered on each of our
fantasies. Over the years we have both gotten pretty good at
spinning a web of excitement for each other.  It really has
enhanced our sex life a great deal.  In fact, as it turned out,
much more than I could ever have anticipated.

     As I said Jane and I often shared our fantasies, and she had
many, to enhance our love making.  Among hers were. . . But I was
about to learn of one, she'd never shared before, and it turned
out to be a favorite of hers.  Here's how it happened and how it
changed us..."

     One of my favorite fantasies has always been to have the
opportunity to watch Jane  get fucked by another man.  In my
fantasy I usually instigate the action with first some sort of
meeting, for dinner possibly.  During the evening I slowly begin
to hint about my desires.  The hints get more and more obvious
until I ultimately reveal to my wife and the man having dinner
with us that I would love to watch the two of them make love. 
Sometimes the man is my boss or perhaps a friend or even
sometimes a stranger.  

     I was telling Jane a story of this type one night as she was
giving me head... she is so good at that... I started a story
about Philip, this good looking friend of ours that Jane has
'secretly' lusted after for some time.  In my little story he is
visiting with us in our home.  I start asking him what he thinks
about Jane's body.   The three of us were sipping wine before
dinner.  Jane is very well built and turns many a head.  Jane, in
the story, looks over at me as if to say 'What are you doing?'
with this surprised expression on her face.  But Philip smiles
and tells me he thinks Jane is one very sexy lady.  That he has
envied me a lot.  I was just stating to roll on the story when
she raised her mouth from sucking my hard cock and looking up at
me said,

     "Could you let it be Carl this time honey.. please?"

     Carl is one of the attorneys in my office.  I am the lead
attorney in our firm and Carl works for me.  Carl is a very
handsome young stud... Carl is also black and a lot of fun.  I
smiled at her and shifted the story to Carl as she returned her
mouth to my cock.  I went on about how his dark skin contrasted
nicely with her paleness, how as he undressed her his black hands
on her bare alabaster breasts excited me as I watched him take
her clothing off piece by piece, taking time to enjoy each new
charm as it was unveiled to his eyes and hands.

     I watched her closely as I told my tale and her eyes looked
up at me frequently as she continued to suck my cock.  The look
in her eyes was pure unadulterated lust.  She was in another
world and lost to her real surroundings.

     As I carried the story through... to him revealing his huge
cock. I described it as long and huge in girth and throbbing as
she covered it with her mouth.  As I escalated the story further,
Jane began to suck harder and move her mouth up and down on my
cock, faster and faster until, just as Carl shoved his huge cock
deep in Jane's cunt, I spilled my cum in her mouth with explosive
force. She made these little whimpering sounds as she was
obviously very much into this fantasy tale.  She took my cum and
swallowed all of it.  Before I could even start to soften she
raised up and lay beside me spreading her legs and saying,

     "Oh fuck me Carl.... hurry I want your big black cock in me
so bad..."

     I was the only male there. My name is Jim, but I assumed
she meant me.  I was most happy to oblige.  She was rabid in
her need and I had to hold on to her to stay buried in her very
wet cunt.  It seemed hotter and wilder than ever before, and that
is saying a lot for Jane. It didn't take long until she burst in
a series of climaxes as she mumbled,

     "Yes ... fuck me hard.... yes Carl... oh please fuck me ..."

     First I started to cum, and then she responded again and
came and came until we both fell in a near lifeless heap in each
other's arms. It had been the best sex we had enjoyed in some
time.  It was some time later when she raised her head and looked
at me with this sheepish look on her face and said,

     "Wow... that was fantastic honey..... "

     "I agree.....but just call me Carl...."

     "I know... sorry...I called you that several times didn't
I?... I guess I wasn't fucking you ... I was fucking Carl."

     "Yeah..you sure were.... it was wild Jane... you really dug
fucking Carl."

     "Uh-huh.... I guess I have to confess..... I had one more
fantasy you didn't know about."

     "I think I know it now...."

     "Yes....I guess you do... over the last couple of years,
since Carl went to work for you, the idea of a good looking black
man making wild love to me has come to excite the hell out of me.

I haven't mentioned  it cause I didn't know how you would react. 
Do you mind terribly?"

     I looked at my nude beauty and cupped one of her large firm
breasts.  As I lovingly caressed it she sighed and cuddled
against me....  I kissed her lips lightly.  She then repeated her
question,

     "Jim.... is it bothering you that I fantasized about fucking
a black man?  It was just a fantasy sweetheart... you OK with
that?"

I smiled at her and pinched her nipple.  She groaned like I knew
she would.  She loves that.  Then I said,

     "Yes honey... I'm fine with that, I don't mind .... except
this little thing, why did you hold it back from me?"

     "Damn.... I'm not even sure.  I guess I was afraid the idea
of a black guy making love to me might upset you.   That is so
taboo to so many folks."

     "Obviously not to you... damn you were hot fucking Carl."

     "I can't deny it.... it really makes me hot.  Jealous?"

     "Maybe a little."

     "Jim.. I love you.  You are my guy and no one will ever
replace you.  I might fantasize about fucking Carl but it was
your cock in me.  We can drop it right now...."

     I lay there with my hand caressing her gorgeous tit as I
looked into those blue eyes.  She raised up and kissed me and
then said,

     "Jim... please don't be upset... tell me you still love me. 
I won't bring it up again....."

     "Of course I still love you Jane... nothing is going to
change that.  I was just thinking about it all.  Wondering why as
I have fantasized about lots of men fucking you, why none of them
were ever black?"

     She laughed sort of guiltily and said,

     "I make up for it honey ... when I masturbate... almost all
the men are black."

     I laughed and felt her cool fingers wrap around my half hard
cock.  Then she asked coyly,

     "Did you enjoy Carl fucking me?"

     "Yes.... I did ... a lot."

     She had opened her legs and was now rubbing my growing cock
up and down in her outer lips and over her swollen clit.  She was
very wet and it felt so good.  Then she smiled and raised up on
her knees, throwing one leg across me she slowly descended as she
guided my cock into her again.

     She looked at me as it was all the way in and winked saying,

     "Oh Carl..... your big black cock feel so good in me."

     She slowly worked up and down my rigid pole as she moaned
softly with pleasure.  I cupped her lovely pair of tits in my
hands and squeezed and pinched just the way she loves.  The way
her hot tight cunt felt on my cock she could call me anything she
wanted to. After a few minutes of this I smiled up at her and
started a new story... this one about how we decided she should
really let Carl fuck her while I watched.  She went absolutely
ballistic....  fucking me harder than ever and chanting,

     "Yes... yes... yes...."

     Much later as we settled for sleep in each others arms.  She
was half asleep and I kissed her lovingly.  She returned it
automatically.  As I looked at her thinking about the evening I
said softly,

     "Fantasies are wonderful but what if it really happened?"

                   end Jane's Fantasy 1a

