Watch his wife – interracial sex story

Zac watched his wife try not to stare at the man walking toward her. But he could see her eyes roam the perfect physique strolling confidently toward her out of the corner of her eyes.

The pulsing bulge in his flannel shorts did not escape her notice either. She felt herself flush, her cheeks were surely pink now. ‘Oh god, he knows I’m looking at him!’ She again tried to calm the sexual butterflies that her husband had left in her tummy by playing with her in the car on the way over. ‘Damn him! He knows that once I get turned on I stay turned on till I get to cum! Why the hell did he do that to me! Shit! Where is he anyway? How long does it take to get a damn soda?’ Her eyes searched for him in vain. Maybe he went outside to get some fresh air, or to look for Shari.’

Her heart stopped when the black man with a bulge in his sexy shorts stopped right in front of her. ‘OH MY GOD!’ she thought, ‘Look at that!! His cock is almost hanging out of his shorts!’ She felt her face go crimson when she could not get her eyes to move from his crotch. ‘Oh god, I hope Zac doesn’t catch me staring at this guys prick! God I would just die if he could see me lusting after a perfect stranger!’

Tina became aware that the other woman was also watching her stare at the man’s cock. She blushed furiously all the way to her toes. But she could not tear her eyes away from the sight before her. She had seen some well endowed men in her day, but nothing like this!

‘OH FUCK! He is getting hard! OH my GOD! LOOK AT THAT!’ She began to unconsciously fan herself with the printed email sheet. Tina had never been so intensely embarrassed in her life, but here she sat, staring at a perfect stranger’s black cock as it hardened right in front of her! And another person watching her! ‘OH GOD! I could just die and fall through the floor!’ But she could not stop staring.

Tina watched the dark flesh continue to rise. She became intensely aware of another scent now, one of mixture of sweat and sex. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled involuntarily. She felt her breasts heave as she again inhaled deeply, trying to place the vaguely familiar smell.

The man’s bulge continued to rise. He was turned at a 45 degree angle from her. She hoped he was not looking at her. She didn’t dare look up at his face. She would just die if he was watching her get all hyper and turned on!

‘Oh god, look, I can see his shaft under the edge of his shorts! OH MY GOD! His cock is going to show itself to me. OH FUCK! What do I do now? What the hell do you say to a naked cock?’

Tina involuntarily licked her lips. Her throat was dry. Her breath was coming in rasping gasps. Her breasts were heaving. Tina was absolutely certain that Zac would walk in just as she was so compromised. But she could not look away from the magnificent view unfolding before her very eyes.

The ebony monster was now rising above dead level. Tina watched, holding her breath, as the man’s low rider balls came slowly into her field of vision. ‘My god, his balls are huge! GOD! He must pack a cup of cum with him where ever he goes!’

The perfect prick continued to rise, and soon she could se the joining of the huge black cock and the man’s oversized balls. Again she licked her lips. She had never in her born days seen such a magnificent cock. Not even in the sex videos that she and Zac would occasionally rent to watch had any man had such beauty attached to his hips.

As the cock continued to rise, the fabric of the shorts suddenly slid down the shaft, leaving the man’s package fully exposed, visible, accessible, and oh so powerful!

Zac sat dumb founded as the man stood nonchalantly in front of his wife. His tall Y-shaped physique had stood perfectly still, turned at an angle to his wife. Zac could see only the man’s flannel covered buttocks. The man seemed to be looking out the windows of the terminal. But the look on his wife’s face told a different story. Tina was clearly mesmerized by the man’s crotch.

Zac watched his wife begin to breathe hard, watched her nostrils dilate, watched her large bosom begin to heave as she stared unabashedly at the man’s crotch. Zac had a sinking feeling as he realized that his wife was surly comparing his average sized crotch to this man’s magnificence.

Zac could see the fabric of the man’s flannel shorts begin to press more tightly against the back of his dark legs. Zac suspected that meant the man’s gear was rising. Time seemed to stop as he watched his wife staring, unable to look away.

Nervously Zac glanced at the other woman to see if she was observing his own wife’s public humiliation. His heart sank as the woman smiled, her eyes focused on the spectacle just a few feet from her. Shocked, Zac watched her begin to caress her own breasts, her nipple eagerly poking hard against the fabric o her top. Her fingers began to circle her growing nubbins. The look on her face changed to one of lust.

Zac’s eyes returned to his own wife just in time to see his wife’s hand rise in slow motion from her lap, and reach toward the black man’s crotch.