No

“Not tonight, tonight I want to show you our new toy,” Abbey told him.

George leant in to kiss her, “I am intrigued. It’s a big black cock dildo, isn’t it?”

Abbey laughed, “No, and you, Sir, are not even close. Just wait. You will get your enjoyment out of this, I am sure.”

George shrugged, “I trust you,” he said. “In the meantime, I’ve been doing my own research. I found an adult shop about an hour from here which is known for having black men showing up for anonymous sex.” Abbey bit her lip. “Would you like to pay a visit? Maybe bring some extra-large condoms with us in case there is one you want to fuck? If not, then we could play a little, watch you stroke one, or if a black woman shows up, I can stick my cock through the hole and see what comes.”

“See what comes? Was that a play on words?” Abbey asked.

George shrugged, “I left the toys in your court. I had to look for something.”

Abbey stepped closer, “And have you already been there? Have you had your white cock sucked off by a black slut?” George moaned. “Were you there today? Do you have a black woman’s lipstick stuck to your cock?”

“Maybe you should find out,” George teased.

Abbey smiled, “Get up to the bedroom and close your eyes. I will be in in a moment and let you know when to open your eyes,” she began. “If you don’t cum for five minutes, I will let you do anything you want to me.”

George moaned, “Promise?”

Abbey leant close and whispered into his ear, “Anything.”

As George went to go upstairs, he turned to his wife, “I thought you liked me to go for a long time?”

Abbey smiled, “I do, but I want to please you, and I think this will please you, so if you cum quickly, I will be happy.”

George groaned at her words, “What did I do to deserve someone like you?” he asked.

Abbey smiled, “You were a wonderfully supportive husband who gets off on the idea of me fucking black.”

He smiled in return, “You like the idea as well. Both you fucking black and me fucking a black woman.” With no further word, he went to the bedroom to disrobe.

Abbey quickly went to the laundry to grab her new shirt. She hid it there, knowing George would be unlikely to find it. She stripped off so it was all she would wear and took a moment to look at herself in the shirt. Stretched thin, her nipples, hardening with arousal, were clearly visible and with the thick black writing saying ‘Slut 4 black cock’ it just screamed their fantasy.

She mounted the stairs wearing only the tight t-shirt, stretched thin over her bust. In the hallway, she called out, checking that George had his eyes closed before entering.

She moved to the edge of the bed, the setting sun from the bedroom window warming her skin and licked his rigid cock. “You seem to be excited.”

George moaned at the warm touch, “You are teasing me on one of my darkest fantasies.”

She laughed, “Is that me getting fucked by a black cock, or me getting impregnated by a black cock?”

Gorge groaned, both at her words and her mouth as she engulfed him. “Impregnated is so clinical,” he commented, “knocked up by a big black cock, with big black balls.”

Abbey had been dripping all day and crawled up his body to mount him. As she guided his cock to her slit, he moaned, “God, you are wet. Are you sure you aren’t’ cum filled already?”

She laughed as she sank down on his cock in the glow of the setting sun; she said, “And if I was?”

George bucked up into her, and she felt on the edge of orgasm already. She glanced up and out the window above the bed and suddenly froze.