Chapter V - Expanding My Horizons

The next few weeks for me began a whole new change of landscape. A few things happened that began some change of perspective for me. The first thing, which is not related to anything I've been telling you about here, is that I got offered a new job. Ever since my current employer had cut my hours and I had resorted to working a second job, I had been sending out resumes and had just gone through a round of interviews with a prospective new employment opportunity. And I got the job! It is honestly a huge upgrade to what I had been doing, it comes with a significant bump in salary, great benefits, and freedom of work involving a hybrid home / office situation, as well as some travel included. I was so happy for this opportunity, and obviously put in my notice at my other two jobs. This also obviously meant I was going to have less time to spend with Jalen, which I was surely going to miss.

So yes, Jalen, that was another thing that had been on my mind a lot. After our threesome episode, I had been thinking. I couldn't help but have feelings of jealousy that Jalen was out fucking who knows how many other women. I tried bringing up the subject with him, but he just shrugged it off. He said all black guys had a side piece, or two, or three, it's just the way they were. I had no grounds to stand on to argue, given our situation, but it started me thinking about my own options. Thanks to me getting that second job, and meeting Jalen, I had discovered a world I hadn't even known existed, but now it was no denying; I was hopelessly addicted to black cock, or at least I was hopelessly addicted to Jalen's black cock. He was hung with the best cock I had ever seen, and was naturally talented as a lover, he gave me the best sex I had ever had, by a large margin. But now I was wondering, I mean, it's always been said about black guys, generally speaking of course, that they fucked good and had big dicks. Stereotypes are rooted in truth right? I had been curious about other guys too.

I had also been feeling increasingly guilty about continually cheating on David. So, while I was now focusing on my new job, I had also made a checklist of a couple other new projects. One, figure out a way to introduce the idea to David, about maybe doing some threeway stuff, (with another guy obviously), and (a black guy) to see if he would be on board, without me having to divulge how I had come up with the idea. And number two, test the waters about other black guys, to see if it was Jalen and only Jalen that had the prowess to send me over the edge so easily, like we were cosmically connected or something, or were there others out there that could do the same.

I will be the first to admit, I really wouldn't want to look elsewhere, but Jalen and I had become too close to what I would call a "relationship" and I wasn't completely comfortable with it. Not only that, but he had made it plainly clear that he would never be on board with having my white boy husband join us in bed. I had seen on some of these cuckold websites that there were guys out there, or "bulls" as they were called, that were very much in to the premise of taking married women and giving them the pleasure their husbands could not, and also were very much in to the dynamic of showing the husbands first hand. This often including some somewhat humiliating "extracurriculars" for the husbands, such as what David had been unknowingly doing for the last few months, smh, LoL.

So now I had a very full schedule, and needed to keep it organized in order to accomplish everything I needed to do. This left less time for Jalen, but it's not to say I didn't MAKE time to see him still. He was predictably bummed when I quit working at the wine store, since he wasn't hitting this pussy three times a week anymore, but I made sure to stop by whenever possible, and when I did I made sure to be as sexy and slutty as possible so I didn't lose him for good. By now, I was a pro in the slut category, and felt completely free with my sexuality. I was dressing a little sexier, I told David I needed new clothes for my new job, and when I got Jalen in the bedroom I was completely uninhibited. I let him fuck my ass regularly, after I found that I could actually orgasm from it. I begged for him to cum on my face and down my throat, swallowing it all greedily, and thanking him for every last drop. I let him take pics of me doing every thing you can think of, knowing that he would probably share them to either his friends, or post on the internet, or both, but I didn't care. I was becoming what every good black cock slut should aspire to be, and was getting in great practice for what I hoped would become a permanent lifestyle.

So as I was checking off "Keep Jalen satisfied" in my personal organizer, I moved on to the next item, "Get David on board." This one should be easy. I wasn't going to jump right in, yet simply plant a seed of an idea in his head and let it grow into his own idea. So one Sunday afternoon, when our kid was out of the house, David and I were just chilling with some wine and watching a movie. His laptop was on the coffee table and I asked him if I could use it to look at some things online. I know David is in to watching porn, it's like his favorite hobby, so when I got on his laptop I quickly browsed his history and pulled up a page he had recently viewed. I was like,

"Um, David, what is this?" He was like,

"Um, what do you mean?" And it was funny because he was squirming a bit, knowing what I was talking about, and also knowing there was no way to hide it because his computer was absolutely pilfered with all different kinds of porn. He was a porn connoisseur, and his tastes were pretty diverse. I had paged through some stuff until I found some cheating wife porn, and I turned the screen towards him. He laughed nervously, and started to stammer something but I cut him off.

"So you get off on this kind of stuff?" I looked at him coyly.

" Yeah, you know, I get bored sometimes, I like to look at porn. You know this!" He was starting to get defensive so I slowed him down.

"No, I know David..... I didn't say there was anything wrong with or that I didn't LIKE it."

He kind of perked up.

"I didn't really thing you DID like it," and he leaned over to look at which particular video I had on the screen.

"So cheating wife stuff then?" I inquired. He responded with,

"Well, it's not the only kind of porn I watch but...."

"But what, David? Does it get you off thinking about your wife fucking another man?" He answered,

"Well, there is a LOT of porn that has that as a subject, so there must be a lot of guys that get off on it!"

"But do you, David? Do you get off on it?" I had him on the ropes now, he was clearly uncomfortable so I reached between his legs and felt him, hard as a rock.

"You DO!" I laughed, and he just didn't know how to react.

"It's OK hon, we all have fantasies, I guess watching porn helps us with that." I leaned over and kissed him as I was undoing his pants. I reached in and felt his dick wet with precum. Even though uncomfortable, he was obviously enjoying it.

"What about you? He asked. "What are your fantasies?"

I was kissing him and just said,

"You're my fantasy." That wasn't acceptable because it wasn't naughty, or forbidden, or even true.

"No seriously, tell me." I acted like it just occurred to me,

"Oh, I don't know, yours sounds fun, maybe not the cheating part. But having someone join us could be fun maybe." I though he might jizz his pants right there but he just started kissing me hard and feeling in my pants until he got to my wet pussy. We went to the bedroom and I went down on him. The seed was now planted and I just poured a little water on it. He was lying back on the bed and I was knelt between his legs, sloppily sucking on his little dickie. Bobbing up and down, I paused while continuing to stroke him and breathed,

"Would it be hot David, would it be hot if I were blowing you right now and there was another man behind me?"

"Uh-huh."

"Would it be hot if he took his big hard dick and shoved it in my little married pussy?" I was making direct eye contact with him and giving him my best blow job.

"Oh my god!" he grunted, as he started to spurt streams of cum everywhere.

"Oh wow! I giggled. "I guess there's my answer!" I licked the cum off my fingers before getting up to go get a towel to wipe him clean.

"Mission accomplished!" I thought to myself. Now to just sit back wait for the idea take root and grow. I didn't mention it again for weeks, but I know it was messing with David, whether I was for real or if we were just role playing for the afternoon. Let's just see how it plays out.

Next up on my organizer, "Meet other black men." I then made a subcategory "Where to Meet." Making a list of possibilities, the top two that made sense were, the gym, as the place I worked out at definitely had some eye candy, and quite a few were black guys. The other option, create a Tinder profile. Tinder turned out to be more trouble than it was worth, because I was instantly bombarded by a bunch of desperate white guys, which I had to fend off, even though I did specifically put on my profile that I was interested in black guys only. I did match with a few black guys though, which I will circle back to later.

At the gym though, I had my eye on this one guy, for quite a while actually, before I even met Jalen. He was older, probably close to my age and he worked out a lot. He seemed to be there pretty much every time I was there, but he was so in to his workouts it was hard for me to catch his eye. There were a few others too, and I made an effort to change my workout attire a bit, to attract attention. I will have to say I was pretty proud that since I had been seeing Jalen I had been working out extra and had managed to drop about 20 pounds, and was looking pretty damn good if I did say so myself! I had usually focused on the cardio equipment and some of the machines, but the guy I had my eye on was a full on free weights guy, so one day I just moseyed on over to that section and casually picked up some hand weights and started doing some curls and presses and whatnot. I stood near this guy, who was working out intensely, wearing tight gym shorts and a muscle tee, his muscles were ripped. I liked what I saw, including quite a large bulge in his shorts. I kept glancing over until I caught his eye as he was taking a breather. We both just kind of did the head nod, and was like,

"Hey." I continued working out with my 10 lb weights, but not really sure what I was doing, I gathered up my courage and approached him. He was in the middle of some bench press reps and I just kind of watched him finish. When he sat up for another rest, I walked up next to him and said,

"Wow you are really working it out there! It shows too!" He was like,

"Hey thanks, I've been seeing you working hard too. Definitely see the results." I kinda blushed and was like,

"No," but inside I was like, "Wow he noticed me too!" I continued,

"I've been working on my stretches and cardio but wanted to try to incorporate some weights into my workout but I don't really know what I'm doing." The whole damsel in distress bit. He, of course, did the knight in shining armor bit, offering to show me some stuff. He showed me some techniques and some proper form, making sure to cup the small of my back with his large hands, and gripping my shoulders and such. When he was done showing me I said thanks and introduced myself. He said,

"Nice to have the introduction Kirsten, I'm Max. I feel like we should have introduced ourselves way before now, I've been seeing you coming in here for quite a while." He was soft spoken, and carried himself as driven and confident. It was very sexy. I decided to flirt,

"Yeah well, I've definitely noticed you too, always over here working out so hard." I grabbed his bicep and smiled,

"It's definitely paid off, you look great!"

"Thanks," he answered, and our eyes met for a few seconds.

"Well, thank you for the workout tips, I really appreciate it! I plan on ramping up my workouts, maybe we could be workout buddies!" I kind of winked at him. He laughed.

"Well I'd be happy to help you, but I think you got a ways to go before you can hang with my workout!"

He laughed again, showing me he was being playful, and I followed with,

"You might be surprised, I can work it out pretty good!" His eyebrows raised as our eyes met again.

"All right, well I'm up here four or five days a week so I'm sure I'll see you around," Max concluded. And that was it. We parted ways for the day, and I was definitely horny, so I was a bit disappointed. I texted Jalen to see if he was around, and for fucks sake, he wasn't. Sex with David wasn't going to do it, and I was frustrated. Kind of pouting, I changed in the women's locker room and headed to my car. I saw Max in the parking lot, heading toward his car, and kind of jogged to catch up with him.

"Hey!" He turned around as I came trotting up.

"So I was thinking, I need a personal trainer, for a lot of different things. I don't mean to be too forward, but could you maybe help me with that?" He was leaning against his Escalade and kind of eyeing me up and down. It suddenly occurred that I was possibly coming off a bit desperate.

"I'm sorry," I continued, trying to recover. "That was a bit forward of me, forget I brought it up." His eyes were intense, almost like a predator eyeing up some prey.

"You're a married woman," he said. "You sure you know what you're doing?" My reaction was to play it off as though I only had pure intentions, but we both knew what was going on.

"Yeah Max, I know what I'm doing." And with that he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. We embraced and kissed against the side of his Escalade. It was middle of the day, people walking by, possibly people I knew, and I was just going at it with Max. He clicked his remote and opened the back door. We got in and he closed the door. He had tinted windows, and he was parked kind of around the side of the building, and as crazy as it was, we got after it right there. I pulled off his gym pants that he had changed in to, and his dick flopped out.

Oh man it was nice. Maybe not nine inches like Jalen's (which I had actually measured LoL), but at least eight and damn was it fat. Thick like a soda can almost, and I went down on him with gusto. I could barely open my mouth wide enough to suck him off though, so resorted to slobbering on it, keeping my mouth around the fat head of his dick while I stroked him with both hands. He knew what we were doing was risky, and we didn't have a lot of time so he pulled me up and flipped me over his lap to pull down my pants. I kicked one shoe off to get my pants free and he planted me on his back seat and pushed my legs back to my shoulders.

He spit on his hand and got his dick good and wet and placed that massive head right up to my pussy lips. I did my own self lube and licked my fingers to make sure I was good and wet down there too. I was going to need to be if I was to accommodate such a fat cock. It took some work, but he finally got it in. and damn he had me split in two. It was hurting at first but soon he had worked enough of my juices out of me that he was sliding in and out nicely. This was no time for lovemaking, he fucked the stuffing out of me, literally, I was creaming all over his fat cock, my legs pinned back to my shoulders, Max hitting me with deep strokes, hard and fast. Within minutes he told me he was going to cum in my pussy and I said yes please and he sank it deep and came hard in me. We laid there panting for a minute, and I purred at him,

"Best workout I've had in a long time."

He kind of chuckled and got up off and out of me. We were both sweating, and I struggled to get my yoga pants back on, put my shoe on, gave him a quick kiss, and got out of his car.

"That was fun, see ya around!" and with that I quickly walked to my car and drove home. When I got home, I checked "meet more black guys" off the list, and took a shower. Out of the shower and getting dressed, damn my pussy was sore! Max's extra girth was something I would have to get used to, if we were ever to do that again that is. I guess we'll find out.

Until next time.