filamwifecuck
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My wife Jacqui is a Filipina, and we met a few years back when I was living in the Philippines. This woman is a knockout: 5’7” (tall by Filipina standards), professional dancer with a body to show for it. Long, muscular legs, tight belly, and beautiful C-cup breasts.
I brought her back to the states with me and we settled in New York, where she got a job as a dance instructor. Being a sort of conservative Filipina woman, I don’t think she ever thought of straying from me, but over time I found myself really turned on by seeing black men check her out. Over time I gradually brought up the idea of sharing her. She seemed turned on by the idea too, and we always had fantastic sex after I brought it up, but I think the conservative Filipina upbringing mostly stood in the way.
Then one night, shortly before she turned 30, we were out late at a bar, and a very muscular black man sat next to her. He saw me there and saw her wedding band, but he started hitting on her aggressively. This guy was absolutely ripped and looked like he could tear most guys in half. The two of them talked for a long time while I pretended to be busy, meanwhile I had the biggest hardon of my life when I saw him touch her thigh. He left for a minute to check in with his buddies and I urged Jacqui to go home with him. She was obviously horny and readily agreed. I told her to text me, and if she didn’t want to send a real message, she should just text me the number 1 if they had sex, 2 if they didn’t. Terry came back and, within a couple of minutes, she was walking out the door with her arm wrapped around his waist.
That night was the most anxiety-filled and sexually charged of my life. My heart pounded and my dick throbbed while I waited at home for her to text. About an hour later, I got the first text: a 1. Without even touching myself I instantly came so hard, it practically sprayed around the room. This was about 2 a.m., and I decided to stay up and wait for her to come home. Around 4, she texted me again, saying simply, “Be home in the morning.”
Jacqui came home around 8 in the morning, looking tired and guilty and blissful all at the same time, and I immediately pressed her for the details. Apparently Terry had an enormous dick—she guessed 9 inches, and thick—and they had sex almost straight from 1 until 7, using every position imaginable. I asked if she wanted to see him again, and she said yes, absolutely.
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