My husband and I have enjoyed a wide variety of interesting sexual experiences, but only recently was I able to participate in one of our favorite fantasies.

We were out one Friday evening and we decided to leave the bar we were in and find somewhere to play pool. My husband asked a black guy who was sitting beside us if he knew of anyplace close by that had a pool table. The man didn’t, but he introduced himself as Darryl and he and my husband began talking about the lack of pool halls in our neighborhood.

Before I knew it, I had another drink in front of me, and almost an hour had passed since my husband and Darryl had started talking. They were still talking about playing pool, and I blushed when my husband mentioned my fantasy of being fucked on top of a pool table by some well-hung black men.

We had done a lot of role-playing and other things, but up until then we had never invited anyone else into our lovemaking, which is why it shocked me to hear Brian sharing such an intimate fantasy with a complete stranger.

Darryl said he happened to have a pool table at his place, then, and asked if we would like to come play a few games. Within minutes we were following Darryl to his house.

We had a few drinks and played a few games, and when Darryl left the room to go to the bathroom, I took the opportunity to ask my husband how far he wanted to take this. Brian said he wanted me to go as far as I wanted to. Then he smiled back at me and said, “You know, I hear black men have pretty big cocks. Don’t you want to find out for yourself what a big, black cock feels like?”

I softly admitted that I’d never been with a black man but had always wanted to be fucked by a big, thick black cock — and that I wanted my husband to watch.

When Darryl came back into the room, he said he had a hot tub out back and asked if we wanted to join him for a dip. We all undressed, and when Darryl’s cock came into view, I gasped. It wasn’t even hard and it was already bigger than any dick I had ever seen in my life!

As we sat in the tub, Darryl took my feet in his hands and rubbed them for a minute before pushing his cock in between them and rubbing his dick along the soles. He was masturbating himself with my feet without my husband even knowing! I was really getting turned on by it, too.

We’d been sitting there for about 20 minutes, with Darryl playing with my feet and his cock, when the doorbell rang, interrupting us. The men with me just looked at each other before Darryl said, “I believe that’s for you, Janine.” I didn’t know what he was talking about, but since he and my husband were both smiling, I decided to play along. I got out of the tub, not caring that I was completely naked, and walked through the house to open the door. Water dripped down my body as I turned the knob and pulled the door open, and I was greeted by three very large black men.

I stood there smiling and holding the door open, letting them get a long, leisurely look at my body before I finally invited them inside and had them follow me out to the hot tub. I didn’t realize what was going on until I started guiding them through the house, but when it hit me, I made sure to put an extra wiggle in my walk, guaranteeing they got a good show.

Outside, Darryl had put on some music and brought out a case of beer, and after we’d all had a couple more drinks, one of the men, Tyson, asked me if I wanted to dance. He was six-foot-five, at least, and the epitome of tall, dark and handsome. I looked over at my husband, making sure he was still okay, then I nodded and took Tyson’s hand, letting him lead me to the middle of the deck to dance.

The feel of his big, brass belt buckle against my stomach and the coarse material of his shirt against my erect nipples were making me wetter by the second. My clitoris was swollen and aching almost painfully, and I was so hot I couldn’t wait another second to get some of that throbbing slab of ebony meat that I could feel pressing hard against me. Unable to wait any longer, I looked over at Darryl and said, “I thought you and your friends were going to fulfill my fantasy!”

The men all clearly knew what I was talking about, and they quickly ushered me back into the entertainment room, with my husband following not far behind, ready to watch the action. Darryl helped me hop up on the pool table, and two of the others spread my legs apart as far as they would go.

They were all hungrily staring at my exposed gash as they undressed, and I couldn’t help myself; I reached down and started playing with my pussy. I was in heaven, and my hips were rotating wildly in anticipation of having all that black cock inside me.

Darryl made the first move, climbing on the pool table and straddling me, laying his nearly 10-inch dick between my breasts, squeezing them together and titty-fucking me. When I looked down, I saw a white droplet of semen clinging to the tip of his dick. While I’m not usually too eager to eat come, I couldn’t resist the tempation of sticking out my tongue and giving myself a quick little taste. His come was so sweet and so sticky, and I savored the unique flavor.

A moment later, I felt someone else crawling between my legs and rubbing his dick up and down my slit. As Darryl slowly inserted the head of his dick between my lips, the other man slid very thick cock into my pussy. I came instantly, and within a minute I felt a series of smoldering-hot jets of semen fill my pussy. Then Darryl held my head in place and ejaculated straight into my mouth. It was delicious, and I sucked down every drop.

I was still in the afterglow of the wonderful fucking I’d just received when the other two black studs took their places and started fucking the shit out of me. Oh my God!

There was a mirror on the ceiling over the pool table, and it was so arousing to look up and see the big, black dicks that were taking turns between my pale white legs. All four men were well hung and much larger than my little pussy was accustomed to, but I adjusted to their size very quickly.

Each man fucked me twice and came in my mouth at least once. I had so many orgasms that at one point I thought I was going to pass out, but I think I was too excited to miss even a moment of the incredible experience. I kept urging the men to fuck me again and again, and I had one orgasm after another as I watched the action in the overhead mirror.

A few hours later, Darryl walked his friends to the door while I lay on the pool table in orgasmic bliss. I motioned my husband over to join me, and he immediately got on top of me. I kissed him passionately, pushing some of the remaining sperm from my black lovers into his mouth. Before he could slide his thin, five-inch penis into me, I pushed down on his shoulders and told him to eat my pussy. His tongue brought instant relief to my tired, exhausted pussy. When I asked him to press his mouth against my opening and suck out the come that filled my slit, he did just that. I came with a loud cry just as Darryl made his way back into the room.

One the ride home, I was so spent that I fell asleep. I smiled to myself as I drifted off because I had finally gotten to live out one of my greatest fantasies — and because Brian and Darryl had exchanged business cards, so I knew it was a fantasy I’d get to live out many times over!