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Subject: Debby's Dark Lust 6/6 (m/f cons voy intrr)

If you are under age, read no further; likewise if the
subjects don't interest you.  The series deals with
consensual sex between adults: a white couple and the wife's
desire for, and 1st sexual encounter with a black man, the
open marriage relationship and the voyeurism of the husband.

Please keep in mind that all of this occurred before AIDS
and that while such behavior had some risk then, it was no
where near the lethal risk that exists today.  Be SAFE!!

(c) 1995 VicSwriter@aol.com  Permission granted to post/
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notices are left intact.

          Debby's Dark Lust 6/6- Coming to Dinner
                   (m/f cons - intrr voy)
               Vic S. as told by Debby & Todd


Debby woke Todd early with a blow-job.  She let Todd eat her
for a few minutes, but declined an orgasm that way.  Yes,
she wanted another sexual edge.  She was a bundle of energy,
which surprised both of them.  And her pussy wasn't nearly
as sore as they expected after the fucking it had received.
Actually, having lost her anal cherry to Todd last night,
her anus was more tender than her pussy.

The day was filled with yard and house work, shopping for
wine and steaks, marinating the later, and lot's of sexual
play and teasing.  About 3 Debby came out to the patio where
Todd was cleaning the charcoal grill, wearing one of Todd's
sweat shirts . . .and nothing else!  She worked around him,
next to him, in front of him, bending, stretching, all but
throwing him to the ground and setting on his face.  For his
part Todd had a hard-on growing in his pants and a straight
face as he pretended to ignore her.  She finally walked
over, grabbed his crotch and led him into the house by the
bulge.  Once in the bed room, she said, "You fink!  I want
sex!  Give me sex!"

Ten minutes later Todd laid next to her panting.  He decided
that in just less than 24 hours after her first pussy
stretching experience with a hung black man, her pussy was
back to 'normal.'  "That was great!  Want me to eat ya to a
cum?"

"Later.  You can have desert later if you want it."  Todd
smiled as Debby went down on him to clean his cummy cock.  A
dream a week ago.

A long bubble bath was next.  They talked.  She'd already
told him everything from her shower with Juls.  Todd was
reassured and finally admitted that not knowing exactly what
was going on had been a little exciting.  The only thing
left on Todd's mind was how they were going to handle the
convenience issue.  She gave him a quizzical look.

"I mean you're here, he's there, and I'm 25 minutes away at
work!"

"Oh. . . well, Todd, to be very honest. . . I don't know!  I
kind'a assumed I would never do anything without you.  I
think we both know I'm gunna want more. . . but I hadn't
considered it without you."

"Is that realistic?  I know what temptation is like."

"Well, tell me Todd, what do you want?  It's probably good
to have well understood ground rules.  We've obviously
opened our marriage up here; shall we agree that we won't do
anything without the other?"

"I want you.  I want you to know I love you.  I want you to
be happy.  I want to know you want me and love me, too.
You've shown me that last night and today.  And I hope I
showed you all that last night.  Why don't we say anything
goes as long as we tell the other as soon as . . .
reasonable.  Sometimes that'll be beforehand, sometimes
after."

Debby's heart soared.  She hadn't really thought that issue
through, but Todd had just given her permission to screw
Juls to her pussy's content without guilt as long as she
told him as soon as 'reasonable.'  She could live with that!
"Are you sure that's what you want?"

"Let's try it and if either of us wants a change in rules we
can."

"Deal!"  They shook hands.  "Let's change the sheets after
our bath."

Debby spent extra time on her hair.  It was gathered on one
side and the curls spelled like spun gold on that shoulder.
Debby wore a denim bib overall shorts. . . and nothing else.
Normally worn with at least a tube top, this left her
breasts accessible and very visible.

Todd saw her and said, "Over dressing for the occasion,
aren't we?"

"Actually I thought nude didn't go with steak sauce,
otherwise. . . When I was about 10 I tried to wear exactly
the same thing out to play.  My mother said it was sinful.
You like?"

"You little devil you!"

Juls was a few minutes early which was good because Debby's
nerves were about to drive Todd to drink.  Todd accepted the
wine and covered salad from Juls.  Debby threw her arms
around him as soon as the door was closed.  After a kiss
Debby pulled free and spun around.  "You like?  It's my farm
girl look!"

"I've always liked the country!  ...But you don't feed the
stock barefooted, do you?"

"Wait 'til ya see how I tend the horses!"

Todd couldn't resist, "We've both seen how you handle the
studs!"

Debby slapped at Todd for that one.  Juls smiled and said,
"Uuh!  Good comeback!  I was struggling with that one."

So the evening proceeded, full of sexual sparing, great
food, wine, talk, Marine stories, and more sexual innuendo.
All through dinner Debby shot glances at Juls and his crotch
every chance she got.  Both men admired her breasts
--nipples hard and erect all evening-- and appreciated the
sexual energy she put into every bite of food and sip of
wine.  It occurred to Todd he'd never seen her more in heat.
What pleased him the most was that she didn't limit herself
to flirting with Juls; she even rubbed Todd's crotch with
her bare foot under the table while they were eating.

Todd said, "How about some Amaretto in the living room?"
Debby took Juls' hand and Todd poured three brandy sniffers.
Debby --setting cross legged-- and Juls were on the coach
when he delivered the drinks.  He sat on the floor at the
coffee table opposite them.

"Debby, did you spill something in your lap?  You've got a
stain."

She didn't need to look.  "Yes I did, but not as bad as your
spill last night!"  Todd lifted his glass to her comeback.
She'd made him promise that tonight, if such an urgency was
encountered, he'd make a deposit in her mouth.  She said
Juls would understand.

She stood in front of Juls, rubbing her abdomen, and ran her
fingers around the inside of the bib's leg holes.  "It's
just that my shorts have been rubbing and chaffing me all
evening!  Shall I go change?"

"Why not just get rid of the offending article?"  Todd
suggested.

"You just want me out'a my pants, wicked men!  Got some
music?"

Todd put some solid rock on and Debby did a very convincing
strip for an amateur, especially given she only had the one
piece of clothing.  She danced for both men, allowing Juls
to unhook the shoulder straps.  She stepped around to Todd's
side of the table, threw her leg up and over him so she
ended up standing with her bib covered crotch in his face.
She had her ass toward Juls.  Todd ran his hands up her
smooth legs and realized HE was going to strip his wife for
her black lover.

Todd undid the snaps on each of Debby's hips.  He pulled
down slowly as she swayed to the music.  Debby brought her
legs together to allow him to pull them on off.  Todd was
amazed at how wet and open she was!

Debby simply sat on the coffee table toward Todd, legs
spread.  She stroked his face with one hand and slowly moved
each item on the table behind her out of her way with the
other.  Juls was a little amazed at the precision with which
she worked without looking behind her.

Debby ran her fingers around the outside of her pussy lips,
then brought her hands up to cup Todd's face.  She
whispered, just loud enough for Juls to hear too, "Does Todd
wanna little sample of desert before Debby gets the whipped
cream put in it?"  He nodded yes.  "Debby really wants to be
NASTY tonight!  Is that okay with Todd?"

"As nasty as you wanna be, Babe!"

With her hands on Todd's head Debby leaned back on the
coffee table guiding his mouth to her pussy.  Her head
dangled just off the side toward Juls.  Looking at him
upside-down she reached for him. "Juls, let King out of his
stall, Debby wants a taste and a ride!"

Juls knelt above her head with his legs spread.  "You let
him out, baby."  Debby ran her hands over his bulge, once
again working blind as she couldn't see from below his
crotch.  While she groped around looking for land marks, she
couldn't resist nibbling on his bare black skin below his
Bermuda shorts.  She located the snap: undone.  Zipper:
down.  Debby used both hands to pull down on the waist band.
"Use your mouth, your teeth too, baby!"  Debby clutched the
cuff of one leg in her teeth.  Juls slowly pushed himself up
using the coffee table, so Debby could keep pulling his
shorts down as he went up.

Juls took a few seconds to get his shoes off and finish the
job of removing his shorts.  While he did that, Debby ran
her hands through Todd's hair.  His view from her crotch was
excellent for what he knew was coming.  Juls once again
moved over Debby's flushed face, his loose military style
boxers the only obstacle to her goal.  Not that it was
really much of an obstacle; she already had her tongue well
up into his shorts and was licking black balls and cock.
She could tell he was well bathed, but he still had a musky
man crotch fragrance that she inhaled deeply.  Her hands
reached to his waist band once again and tugged on the short
leg opening with her teeth.  They made quicker work of
these.  Juls removed his own shirt as she welcomed him to
once again straddle her face.  Debby pulled down on his 3/4
erect black shaft.  She maneuvered her mouth up and down
both sides, swiping his leaking slit with her tongue.  She
guided his hips back with her hands and with a husky voice
asked, "Will you fuck my face? . . .DEEP?"

"Did you practice, baby?"  She nodded upside-down.  Debby's
heart raced.  For some reason the notion of him using her
face, mouth, and throat like he did her hips that first fuck
on the top of the light house really excited her.  She
guided his strong black hands to the side of her head, which
was back, mouth open seeking his black cock tip.  Once his
hands held her head firmly, Debby moved her own to his hips.
She would control his depth with hand signals to his hips.
The first signal said forward; Juls obliged.  Back a little
adjusting.  Forward again.  Back.  Forward; deeper.  Back.
Forward more still.

Cycle again.  Again; deeper.  Again; deeper.  A gag; back.
Debby swallowing, adjusting.  Back in.  Out.  In; deeper
still.  Out.  In.  Faster.  Deeper.  Out.  In.  And so it
went.  Juls was indeed fucking her face almost as a pussy.
Debby wished Todd was still eating her.  She knew what he
was doing: watching!  Watching this hung black man fuck his
white wife's mouth and throat!

Once again Todd was in awe!  He could actually see her
throat bulge with his in-stroke.  While Debby could take all
of his own 6 inch cock, Juls was about 2+ inches shy of
using all of his nearly 10"'s.

Juls pulled out almost gasping.  He'd really gotten into
that too.  "Damn, baby!  That was a new one on me!  Shit!"
Debby whimpered.  She was so close.  Her mind --the real
control center of all orgasms-- had allowed her to flow into
that nebulous dream of 'Debby as receptacle, a vessel for
big black cock!'  All she'd needed was someone to push that
button!  She'd have to explore that realm again.

But it would have to wait.  Juls took her hand and pulled
her up.  She wiped spittle from her checks, chin, and lips.
He looked at Todd and asked, "Where do ya want us to fuck?"

"Yah. . . The bed room!"  He motion in that direction.  "Did
you cum in her throat?" Todd asked with an edge of urgency.

"No, but I couldn't have lasted much longer!  Let's go see
how nasty she wants to get!" His comment to Todd, who was
pleased to be invited.

Juls pushed Debby on the bed face first and quickly arranged
her on her knees with ass in the air and shoulders and face
down on the bed.  He buried his face in her up-thrust rear,
tonguing her dripping pussy up to her anus and back again.
He used his large black hands to spread her firm white ass
checks,  He circled her rosebud with his tongue, then
tweaked it, licked it, nibbled at it.  He made a hard pointy
tip to his tongue and pushed.  Debby squealed and pushed
back.  Juls pushed harder; her ring gave and he shoved his
tongue in her ass.

Debby wailed!  "Oh god!  He's eating my ass!  His tongue's
in my ass!"  She could only take so much of that.  It was
just too intense to remain the passive recipient.  She
pulled away, dragging him with her.  She guided him up on
the bed face down and dove for a spot between his black
legs, kicking them further apart with her knees.  Now it was
her turn.  She planted her little white hands firmly on his
black ass checks, spread them and nose-dived right in!

Once again Todd was in awe.  He removed his own clothes as
if in a trance watching her eat out this black man's ass.
He caught glimpses of her little tongue laving on his black
ass hole.  It turned him on!

Suddenly Juls had had enough of that, taking control again
and in seconds Debby was on her back stuffed full of black
cock!  There was nothing slow or gentle about their fucking.
Debby was quickly bucking in orgasm and squealing her
approval and encouragement for the fucking she was getting.
Todd crawled up to Debby's head on his knees and jacked a
load of cum into her welcoming mouth.  She smiled at him and
swallowed just before Juls flipped her over and pulled her
hips into the air.  Debby was sure Juls was going to try to
shove it up her ass, even as he slid into her pussy doggy
style.  She just knew her ass was next and that it wouldn't
fit.  She was too far gone over the orgasmic crest to
protest up-front; she'd trust that her screams of pain would
suffice before any permanent harm was done.  He pored into
her, his balls slapping her thighs and mons pubis.

Just after another crest broke on Debby's orgasmic beach,
Juls handled her to her back again.  She knew he was on the
home stretch now.  Her legs were folded up to her shoulders.
His black balls slapped noisily in her wet sex.  Debby
reached above her and retrieved Todd's pillow and tried to
get it under her hips.  Todd helped.  She smiled at him with
dreamy lust filled eyes.  Debby turned her head to Juls',
wrapping her arms around his neck.  She gave his ear a
sloppy kiss before she mouthed the words, "Cum in my pussy,
Juls!  Pump me full of your black baby seed!  Give me my
whipped cream for Todd's pussy pie!  She reached for Todd's
hand and held it tight.  With Juls' first orgasmic howl,
Debby was pulsing her hand signaling Todd in time with the
spurts of juice at her cervix.  When he was spend, she
whispered in his ear, "Let me clean you!  Then let Todd and
Debby have desert!  OK, Baby?"  Juls pulled out.  Debby
pulled him to her mouth with one hand and guided Todd to her
pussy with the other.  She watched Todd past the slimy shaft
at her mouth.  His eyes never left her gapping cum filled
pussy hole as he dipped his mouth in homage to it.  She
heard Todd whimper as his fantasy was totally fulfilled!


END DDL 6/6 ...and our story for now.  Author's comments...


DDL was the 1st of the stories I've begun reworking from my
journal I began keeping in 1970  --most of which is about my
then young wife and I, and our adventures.  I may publish
that separately as it is book length.

Time permitting, I'll be posting more stories if interest is high 
enough.  All are about the interracial sex experiences of other 
white couples, most based on correspondence and/or 
conversations with couples who shared our interest in the 
subject (we're white); our contacts originally developed via 
swap magazine ads and a swing club years ago.

I don't feel bad about claiming authorship, even when based
on correspondence, the writing IS original and mine, based
on brief overviews in their letter(s).  To my knowledge the
stories told are essentially true, unless I clearly label
them as "fantasy."  Obviously I've embellished them some to
make them --hopefully :) -- more interesting, but I have
tried to maintain the original plot, feelings, and
perspectives.  I've changed names and places sufficiently
that actual identities have been protected.

The story of Debby and Todd is one example; we meet at a
swing club when Todd and I noticed that each other's wives
were both interested exclusively in black men and had
actually been "competing" for the attention of the same
rather well hung fellow for a time; they ended up sharing,
but that's another story.

The DDL series could actually be a story within a story.
After we --my wife and I, and Todd and Debby-- realized that
we shared many interests including interracial sex of the
black male/white female variety, we became very close
friends, doing more than just the swing scene together.  The
evening Todd and Debby related their story to us verbally
was actually a bust of an interracial swing party.  In
retrospect I wouldn't have had it any other way.

It was Debby's birthday and Todd, my wife, and I had planned
on giving Debby a her first black gang bang (a professed
fantasy of hers) as part of her birthday present/party.
We'd rented a nice cabin at the Lake of the Ozarks --she
knew that much-- and we thought we had firm arrangements 
with 5 FIRM bodied black studs from St. Louis, one of which 
was reported to have a 10 inch dick.  We had booze, snacks,
music, Polaroid film, sex toys, oil and other lubricants,
two petite, horny blondes. . .

Well, to make the outer story shorter, I'll just say the
black guys never showed.  We found out later that their car
had broken down on I-44.  They'd had the phone number of
where they were expected, but it ended up staying in the car
behind the tow truck back to St. Louis, along with
directions and the name of the lodge.  One called a cousin
to come after them at a truck stop. . . It was a comedy of
errors.  The poor guys never did get any white puss (that
weekend) and I think the whole episode turned them off to
ever trying again (as a group).

The girls got laid but had to settle for us white boys --
more on that shortly.  Before we totally gave up on the
black dick showing up, we just sat around, drinking and
reminiscing about early experiences.  That's when Debby and
Todd told about the move from monogamy to mahogany (sorry,
couldn't resist) for Debby.  Their entry into interracial
was much different than our own; most events with my SO & I
just happened, interesting though they were.  I hope in the
writing I've done justice to the heart felt emotions and
internal struggles that decision was for them.  It is truly
one of the most emotion charged and erotic stories I've ever
heard on the subject, at least for where no sneaky
infidelity was involved, nor any non-consensual activity.

Oh. . . Back to the party: What we planned on being 5BM/2wf
gangbang, watched and photographed by 2 white hubbies ended
up being all white: ff (their first), fmf (my first; Todd
didn't that night, but had before at a swing club with two
other gals, while Deb was with a black stud), mfm DP's x 2
(everyone's first), and a good old fashioned mate swap
mf<-->fm --Debby's only with a white guy, while we knew
them, and my only ever.  During my 11 years of swinging with
my wife (1970 through 81), this one night was the only time
I was ever WITH another woman --not that I didn't have
chances --I had many-- or because I don't like women, --I
love'm-- it's just that I love my wife more; I loved to see
her get crazy with some hung black guy(s) and tend to her
needs during and after.  Hell, I even helped her get ready.
(Those are other stories and in our book in progress.)

I know there are lots of white guys (and husbands) that
think I must be sick, but to me, there's nothing more
erotic.  And I can honestly say my SO has been all the
hotter for me, because (or in spite) of all the black dick I
let her have.  We treated it as a gift from each of us to
the other.  She knew it turned me on and her enjoyment was
obvious.  Some may argue we added to, and perpetuated the
stereotype of the black male; that we used them.  All I can
say is that we've had a number of very good black friends
(of both sexes) over the years in the swing scene (and out),
and some that were just casual pickups, and I never heard
any of them complain about being so USED.  (There was one
black lady who wasn't very happy about her SO's praise for
my SO's body and sexual talent, but that had nothing to do
with color).  Peggy says she loves the stuffed feeling a
hung guy, especially thick ones, give her; and that the
contrast of skin color adds to the erotic tension of the
experience.  I agree with her second point and can only take
her word and watch her response relative her first.

As to the continueing issue of penile size, all I can say is, 
no, not all black guys are hung, just as not all whites are 
big, short, long or tall.

I know not all white couples involved with black guys are so
lucky --we celebrated our 25th this past year.  Of the 6
white couples we ran with that were involved in the
interracial scene, only one other, Debby and Todd, remain
married as far as we know.  Among the other couples, one 
mixed race baby was born and at least one other aborted, and 
sadly one husband OD'd on pills and booze a month after his 
wife left to move in with her black lover.  It's likely that 
of the 5 separations/divorces, swinging in general and 
interracial swinging specifically, had various degrees of 
effect on the disintegrating relationships.  From what I 
observed: in one case the marriage was doomed anyway by his 
running around and squandering $$, in another he couldn't deal 
with her taste for dark meat, in yet another, swinging and the 
wife being with a black man was fulfillment of HIS fantasy, 
not hers, and she felt degraded by the whole thing, but did it
to please her husband (I don't think they had any business
swinging).  The remaining 2?  Who knows.

I've rambled a bit, and I'm sure some of this could'a been
in other news groups, but I wanted any readers who have
stayed with this story thus far to have some insight into
"from-whence it came."

If it wasn't for AIDS, I know what I would have gotten my
wife for our 25th!

Enjoy, but be safe!  Vic

ps. Yes, Debby did end up getting her 1st black gang-bang
several months later.  If there is sufficient feedback I'll
polish up that story and post it!

Want more, or to find out how to acquire our own story
drop an email via... VicSwriter@aol.com
