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I hope you don't mind, and if you like the story, I hope you'll drop me a note. You probably don't have time to search for my old stories, so I will recap the basics here. I LOVE trying on different personalities, and the Internet has always given me an outlet for that. I have emailed and chatted with many friends, and have met more than a few now in person. I am also happy with my life, and do not want to add any unnecessary complications. To combat these problems, all of my personalities have one thing in common – all are married. Now in truth, I am not – but I am also not looking for a boyfriend online. (I am in a serious relationship, and no, he does not have this email address and he does not know some details of my life. I know that isn't nice, but it's the truth.) As my job requires a fair amount of traveling, I have been able to express myself in more than a few ways with a few special people. I thought I'd share this particular experience. (I will not mention names or locations just in case he reads this!) Knowing that I was going to have to be in (some place :) for a few days in August, I posted an ad on craigslist in late June. (I know that part can be maddening, but I really need to chat for a while before I am willing to meet someone in person.) The ad's title was simple – 'mww looking for something and someone special.' The body of the text was also simple – 'I'm looking for a beautiful man, someone fit, someone unafraid to shower at the gym. LOL!' I know this last part was shallow – I don't normally post for well-endowed men, but this was part of this particular fantasy. I received a huge number of responses and replied to a few dozen of them. (Hint guys, respond with a normal, non-pornographic photo and write a few paragraphs!) After chatting for a few weeks I was down to a single man. (Most guys get bored of chatting unless its cyber, and I VERY rarely do that.) And this single man was, in fact, a single man! He was just 20 and still in college. From his photos and words I could tell that he was special. He wasn't very tall (5'10") but was quite fit and very funny. He was also very patient with me and was willing to take things at my pace. Here is what I told him. I told him I was married and that over the course of our marriage my husband had become curious to see me please another man. In particular, my husband wanted to see me meet, seduce, and orally satisfy a stranger. I further told him that the idea scared me and that I worried that things could get out of hand very fast. I shared with him that the very concept of a stranger is what scared me most, because there are so many unknowns. I also let him know that I had hoped that if I did this once, my husband would realize that he didn't really want to see that ever again. He asked why my husband wanted this – I told him I really didn't get it. He asked why my husband wanted to keep it to oral sex – I told him we were trying to get pregnant. He asked why I chose him to chat with – I told him it was because he was kind, funny, and cute. He asked why I might choose to meet him – I told him that I thought he would make it clear to my husband that he didn't want to see that again. He pressed me on this, and I confessed that my husband was of modest proportions and that I felt that it might disturb him to see me with a young, handsome, fit, black man. He seemed fine with my answers. During our chats he confessed that he fantasized about married white women, and gently bragged that he was not of modest proportion! This, of course, was very cute and kept me giggling during our chats. We agreed to meet at a local café near his University. When I arrived he was already seated in a booth with an open window. He was dressed beautifully – a pressed white button down shirt with pleated tan pants, and a black belt and black shoes. Very respectful! I dressed playfully in a knee length teal v-neck dress with elastic shirring and white wedge sandals. We smiled – I think we were both happy with what we saw. James might have been extra happy, to tell you the truth. Up until this point he still had not heard my voice or had seen my picture. It was reaffirming to see that he found me attractive. My looks are more girl next door or maybe tomboy than anything more glamorous, and my body is still fairly athletic. (I was a swimmer in high school and college.) I'm 5'3" and currently weigh about 115 lbs – certainly more than when I competed, but not unsightly. I play-up the tomboy look by wearing very little make-up and having a retro- bobbed hair cut. I think the cut actually looks better on brunettes, but I don't want to dye my hair again! We chatted about any and everything for an hour or so over coffee. He was so sweet! I know he wanted to discuss 'the event' but he just didn't seem to know how to bring it up. (For my part I was just enjoying the date!) Finally we turned the conversation to what was supposed to be a random meeting with my husband present. We discussed the logistics – how, when, and where – and discussed secrets. In particular, he was not to approach me, or act as if we had met before. This was also very important – I told him my husband would not want us to be affectionate. He should not be trying to hold or kiss me in any way. We agreed that this was strange, and hard to do! In fact, I confessed, that that was the hardest part of my husband's fantasy. That I am NOT like that, and that that made the stranger aspect more difficult. It was because of that that I needed to meet the man first. He completely understood. He also understood that I wanted this to be a one-time thing, so that my husband would never ask for it again. (As you might have guessed by now, I was totally enjoying this game but was not sure where it would end up – remember, I do not really have a husband!) He smiled and said that he would be happy to make him jealous, and offered to prove it right now. I told him that I trusted him and that it wasn't necessary. James assured me that it was and had me move from across from him to next to him in the booth. As we casually talked he took my hand and rested it in him lap. He held it there firmly as I burst into laughter! (I KNOW – laughter was the last thing he expected.) I couldn't help it – it just struck me funny that he was so big. Really – he was kind of freaky large. It is hard to describe what it felt like, but I guess its fair to say that it was like a warm, jelly-filled tube sock. (Wow – that sounds SO unsexy!) We laughed together for a bit and he removed his hand from mine. I left mine where it was. It was very exciting to feel him grow. We agreed that this would cure my husband of his fantasy! He told me that before he would agree to do this for me, I would have to go back to his room with him. (That solved the husband problem!) I asked why, and he mentioned – reasonably – that he feared that this could be a set up, that he could arrive and be put into danger. And, of course, that his fears would be alleviated if we could practice the night just once! (Such a very bad, good boy!) I laughed again, and agreed! But cautioned that I didn't have much time. (In truth, I had about 6 hours before my airplane departed!) He paid, we left, and we walked fast to his room. I tried to convince him that I hadn't cheated on my husband before and he said that he really didn't care. He was very honest – he wanted to know what that night was going to be like, and he wanted to know now. I was relieved that he lived in an apartment and not a dorm. He opened the door to a very modest, but very clean, living room. He said not to worry that he lived alone. He pressed me into the door and used my body to close it. 'Just to make sure I understand,' he said, 'I cannot do this.' And then he kissed me. It was a perfect kiss! Soft and gentle at first, just a slight hint of a tease with his tongue, and then deeply. He... was... gorgeous! When we broke I said yes, that we couldn't kiss. 'I also can't do this, right,' he said as he cupped my breast and began kissing my neck. 'No – not that – that's correct,' I barely got out as he continued to touch and kiss me. He was so perfect, and so loving, and had me so excited so quickly! With his left hand he pulled my dress up so he could hold my butt while he pressed his body into mine. I felt small but safe in his hands. I was saddened when he broke our embrace. 'But I am allowed to show you this,' he said as he started to undress. 'Yes you can,' I said, 'but you can't get all the way undressed.' But he did anyway, and he was marvelous. His body was muscular, his legs powerful, and his penis spectacular. He was so proud! He smiled and said, 'Follow me if you're interested, but do not come into my room if you are dressed.' I watched him walk down a hallway and into a room. I stood at the entryway and said, 'You know this isn't part of his fantasy.' He said, 'I know, but it is mine. Are you coming in or leaving?' It might have taken me 15 seconds to undress, drop my cloths, and jump into his arms. 'Are there any other details of this fantasy that I should know?' I asked. 'Just be honest, deal?' I said it was. 'Have you been with a younger man before?' 'No,' I lied. 'Have you been with a black man before?' 'No,' I lied again. 'Have you ever been with a man this large?' 'No,' I said, but this was pretty close to the truth! 'Then this is my fantasy!' he said, and I kissed him. We kissed and lay in each other's arms for a while, and got used to being naked with each other. And when he pulled my hand to his penis, I knew the relaxation was over. 'Come on, girl, show me what you can do in front of your husband. And then I'm going to show you some things he can't do!' He groaned as I took his head into my mouth and closed my lips tightly around him. In truth, I love doing this. I always feel in control, and kind of powerful, with a man in my mouth. I took him in as far as I could while firmly, but very slowly, stroking him with my hand. Before I could pick up the pace, he pulled me on top of him and began to taste me. I am not usually a great fan of 69 because I am very sensitive, and my own pleasure can make it hard for me to concentrate on my job. But this was fantastic! He used his tongue expertly on me, and although I was ready for him back at the café (kidding, almost!) he now had me going crazy. He teased me to the point of exploding, and then pushed me down his body. 'Show me how much you need me girl! Get up on your man!' And I tried. I rested my hands on his knees and moved myself across his length. When he was aligned, I arched my back a little, and pushed down on him. I lost it after his head entered me, but he grabbed my hips and kept me on track. 'You like that, don't you?' he laughed. 'Well you are going to love this.' And with that he pushed deeper into me. It's hard to describe the feeling properly, but he felt huge, I felt complete, and I knew I was needed. He made love to me completely, and forcefully. I was already gone, and he didn't last long like this. When he pulled my hips down and held them in place, I knew he was ready. I also knew this was his fantasy, so I told him to be careful AFTER I felt his first spasm. He had no intention, and I didn't fight him. 'That was amazing baby,' I whispered, 'but I should go.' 'Not yet,' he said as he rolled me over. 'This is why you need a young man,' he teased as he placed his still hard penis at my entrance. He pushed back into me and kissed me deeply as I wrapped my legs around him and let him take me. And he did, slowly and deeply for almost 20 minutes. I was in orgasmic heaven for most of it! 'And this is my fantasy, girl,' he said, 'Ask me to cum inside you again.' 'Please cum inside me, James, I love you,' and with that, my young lover exploded again. I showered and left, promising to email him and set up a time to make my husband's fantasy come true. But I am sure that you have already guessed, I never emailed him again. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 58