My love affair with Terry continued through the year. It was a rare day that I didn't get to enjoy his cock at least once during the day. I am ashamed to say I didn't think of Ed much at all, and I wasn't excited that his return date was getting closer.

Terry has given me more than he could ever know. It is because of him that I have learned how much I enjoy oral sex, both giving and receiving, and I don't want to ever go without it again. He opened my eyes to the joy of anal sex and was a saint in the way he took his time introducing it to me, making sure I did enjoy it. He showed me the excitement of being naughty. I would have never learned the thrill of sex in public without him. In general, he showed me the joy of sex in all forms.

He also gave me courage in ways that he will never know. One example was a weekend when Terry had to go home for a family commitment. I couldn't go because everyone there knew me and knew I was married to Ed, so we couldn't explain why we were together, let alone in the same hotel room.

I never told Terry this, but while he was away, I decided I wasn't going to sit home alone. I went out to a club, and I have to admit, I went looking for a man. I was so nervous, thinking: what if no one picked me up? What if no one thought I was attractive enough to go with? I wasn't really sure if I could put myself out there for a one-night stand. Well, this night I was going to see if it would happen. I was scared, thinking about how crushed I would be if no one showed interest in me.

I worked up the courage and dressed in a short, tight black dress. It was short to show off my legs and ass and had a low neckline to show off my big tits. I stood there looking in the mirror at myself before leaving, and I have to admit I felt sexy and confident. I heard about a club in town called "The Garden of Eden." The rumor was that it was a meat market for both men and women.

I parked in the parking garage that was across the street and headed into the club. Looking around, I saw a big dance floor, a large bar, and a stage with the DJ. I saw a seat at the bar, sat down, and ordered a Captain and Coke. I sat there watching everyone dance and mingle. At first, I panicked, thinking my worst fear was coming true. No one is going to approach me; I'm not that attractive. As more people came into the club, I decided to finish my drink and head out before I got any more embarrassed.

Before I finished, a young man sat on the stool next to me. He ordered a drink from the bartender, then looked at me and asked. "Can I buy you a drink?"

I was shocked and found myself staring into his big, beautiful brown eyes. I jumped back to reality and thanked him, but told him it wasn't necessary. He followed up by saying he couldn't, in good conscience, leave such a beautiful woman with an empty glass. I felt myself become flushed. I smiled at him, thanked him, and replied, "Well, what kind of woman would I be to reject a drink from such a handsome gentleman?"

The bartender brought our drinks, and he asked if I minded if he sat on the stool next to me. I told him I wouldn't mind at all; in fact, I'd welcome the company. He thanked me and introduced himself as Andre, which is French; it means manly. I smiled and introduced myself as Donna, which means lady, or lady of the house. We both chuckled, and it opened up the conversation. Andre was easy to talk to, and I was enjoying myself immensely.

I knew it was too early to say what was going to happen, but I already decided that if Andre pursued me, I would be fucking him later. I chuckled to myself as I thought this would check off three categories on my sexual bucket list. It would check off being with a younger man, a Black man, and a one-night stand.

Andre was very fit, looked like he was in his mid-twenties, and was very good-looking and well-dressed. The more my mind wandered thinking about him, the more I felt my pussy getting wet.

Andre looked back at the dance floor, then turned to me and asked, "Would you like to dance, Donna?"

I accepted, and we danced on and off for the rest of the night. When we weren't dancing, we had so much fun talking. Andre was educated, knew a lot about many topics, and had a great sense of humor. I sensed he was attracted to me, too. His eyes kept looking at my breasts and legs, and when we would dance, he was checking out my ass as well. I wasn't sure if this young stud would be sexually interested in an older woman. That doubt ended a short time later when Andre leaned in to me and whispered, "Would you like to get out of here and go to someplace quieter?"

He took my hand, and as he was turning my wedding ring on my finger, he whispered, "I'll promise not to tell your husband."

I closed my eyes and sighed; I couldn't believe I'd forgotten to take my wedding ring off. Leaning into Andre, I told him he'd been out of town for almost a year, then asked if that was a deal-breaker.

He leaned into me, softly kissed me on the lips, and said, "Not at all. Makes it even more exciting."

I asked where we should go, and he quickly responded that we could go back to his place. We finished our drinks, paid our tabs, and headed to Andre's place.

Andre didn't drive to the club, so we went to my car in the garage. As we approached the car, I unlocked it with the fob. Andre opened my door for me, which I thought was quite gallant. Andre pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Our tongues intertwined. God, I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there. He shocked me when he asked if I was sure I wanted this. I looked confused and told him yes; why wouldn't I?

"I wanted to make sure you were all in for this, and, well, have you ever been with a Black man?"

I told him, "I have never, but I am definitely all in and looking forward to it."

He smiled, told me he would take it slow, helped me into the car, told me how happy he was, and said, "Let's get to my place."

Arriving at Andre's place, we weren't even in the door, and we were groping each other and ripping each other's clothes off. We made our way to his bedroom, leaving a trail of our clothes through his apartment. Standing next to his bed, I removed the last of his clothes. I undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. My eyes widened as, although I have seen black cock in porn, I have never seen one in person, and I have to say his was quite impressive. I looked up into those big brown eyes as I took hold of it. Caressing it and stroking it, we kissed.

I kissed my way down Andre's body as I knelt in front of him. I wanted him in my mouth. My tongue licked from his balls to his tip. He let out a loud groan. My tongue licked around his tip, and I moaned as I got the first taste of his precum and then licked back down his shaft. Reaching his balls, I took them in my mouth and sucked on them as my hand stroked up and down that big, thick black cock. I kept thinking to myself that he was so big; could I actually take him, or would he rip me apart? I felt a sense of fear come over my body, but thankfully some rationality popped into my head as I thought I was no different than other white women who have been fucked by big black cock and they survived.

I moved back up his cock and wrapped my lips around him as I attempted to take him into my mouth. My mouth was wide open as I tried to take down as much as I could. Although I was gagging, I didn't think I had much of his cock in my mouth. My concerns were soon put to rest when Andre started moaning, telling me how good my mouth felt on his cock and to suck it more. I needed that little bit of assurance as I looked up into his eyes as his cock slid between my lips.

He reached down and pulled me up onto my feet and kissed me. After our kiss, he told me if I continued doing that, he would be cumming real soon. Looking into his eyes with a huge smile on my face, I asked him, "Would that be so bad?"

"No, baby, it wouldn't, but I am a giver as well."

He pushed me down onto the bed and settled between my legs. Looking down at him, I watched as his tongue licked from the bottom of my pussy up to my clit and then flicked his tongue over my clit. I let out a loud moan as it felt so good licking my clit. I felt two fingers slip into my soaking wet pussy then he curled them back as he caressed my underside. Oh god, my hips squirmed, and I moaned even louder. I begged him not to stop, to lick me more, telling him I was going to cum soon. That only made him lick me faster and deeper, with his two fingers still rubbing my special spot. My hips were pushing up into his face as I cupped my tits and started to caress them. My moans got louder… breathing heavier, and with one hard push into Andre's face, I exploded on his face and tongue. As my body trembled and shook, he continued to lick me through my orgasm.

I lay there gasping for breath after my orgasm subsided. Andre climbed on top of me and lowered himself down on me. He kissed me, a hard, passionate kiss as I tasted my pussy on his lips and tongue. I felt his hand move between us and then felt the tip of his cock at my opening. He stared into my eyes and softly said, "Tell me how much you want it."

Groaning, I replied, "Yes, oh, God, yes, I want it, I want that big black cock in me. Fuck me, give it all to me. Show me how good a black cock can be."

As Andre pushed into me, his thick cock opened up my pussy, pushing in slowly. I bit my lower lip as I felt the pain of his dick slipping into me. My arms wrapped around his shoulders as I held onto him as he pushed slower into me. He looked into my eyes as he asked if I was okay. Gasping for air, I told him I was and not to stop. He pushed even deeper into me. His face moved to my tits as he wrapped his lips around my right nipple and started to suck on it. I thought to myself, this isn't the first time he gave a white woman his black cock for the first time. He knew how to draw my attention off the pain, and it was working; his lips on my tits got me to focus on that pleasure instead of the pain.

Before I knew it, his cock was buried deep in my pussy. He started to thrust in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his hips as I felt his cock thrust in and out of me. He kept telling me how tight I was and how good I felt. He continued to pound me, and I was moaning louder as he did, and kept begging for more. Our excitement rose with every thrust. I felt my body start to tremble. My body tensed, and as it relaxed, I was screaming out that I was cumming. I felt his arms tighten around me, and after a few more thrusts, his cock swelled in me and started to spasm as he filled my pussy with his thick cream.

As the last of Andre's cum flooded my pussy he rolled off me and lay next to me. After a few seconds, as I started to regain my composure, I leaned over and kissed Andre softly before I kissed my way down his body. I took his sloppy cock into my mouth as I licked and sucked him clean. He loved that I did that for him, but one thing I did learn from Terry was that a slut does need to clean up her messes.

We lay there cuddling for a while before Andre went into the bathroom. Once he came out, I went in and cleaned up, too. When I came back out, Andre was sitting in a chair next to the bed. He smiled at me and told me how amazing that was. I agreed that he was amazing and we laughed. I was pleased to see his cock was still quite hard. I moved over to him and told him I still had some amazing things to do. He smiled and asked what that might be.

I reached down and took hold of his cock, stroking it slowly. I knelt on the floor between his legs and wrapped my lips around his cock. As I used my tongue and lips as well as my hand, I felt Andre's cock grow in my mouth. I also love to bring a man's cock back to life. This time, I was determined to finish what I started earlier. I looked into his eyes as my lips slid down his cock. His moans assured me he loved what I was doing. My pace picked up as my head bobbed up and down on his cock. I decided right then to try something new. Something I had watched on porn before but never did. I pulled my mouth off his cock and wrapped my big tits around it. Squeezing them tight around his cock I slid them up and down on his cock.

As my tits slid up and down on his cock I would lick and suck his tip as it thrust up to my mouth. Andre did not disagree with what I was doing since he kept telling me how good my tits felt around his cock, and didn't want me to stop. I kept switching off of feeling his dick between my tits and then wrapping my lips around him for a while and bobbing my head up and down. He liked the alternating attention.

With his cock in my mouth I could feel his cock throb between my lips. I knew he was close. Pulling him out and wrapping my tits around him again, I gave him some verbal stimulation, asking him if he was about to cum. He told me he was, and I asked where he wanted his little white slut to take his cum. He was gasping as he moaned out, "Open your mouth, slut."

As his cock slid between my tits, I looked down and opened my mouth. He let out a loud moan, his cock throbbed, and his cum shot out on me. The first jet of cum shot into my mouth and up over my face. He kept cumming with stream after stream of cum. I didn't think he would have that much in him since he already filled my cunt. He had a huge load as he continued to cover my face, mouth, and tits. With cum still oozing out of his cock I wrapped my lips around him and sucked the rest into my mouth.

We went back to bed, held each other, and fell asleep. I woke up early and gathered my clothes while Andre slept. He woke up as I was starting to dress. He told me I didn't have to run off and persuaded me to have one more fuck before I left. It didn't take much to convince me. Before long, I was on top of him, riding that black cock one more time.

Before leaving, I kissed Andre and thanked him for an unforgettable evening. He agreed that it was unforgettable. He asked me for my phone. I wasn't sure why, but I handed it to him.

He punched numbers into it and handed it back. "You now have my number. If hubby doesn't give you what you want, you can call me, and I'll give you all you want."

I left Andre's place Saturday morning and headed home. I spent the rest of Saturday resting after a very exhausting night and soaking in the tub. Sunday afternoon, I heard the door open, and Terry came in. He asked me how my weekend was, and I told him it was uneventful. He told me he was thinking of me all weekend and couldn't wait to get home to be with me. He took me in his arms and kissed me. He must have missed me because he carried me to the bedroom and ravished me. We had a hard, long fuck as if we were two dogs in heat.

Terry and I got back to our routine of hot sex just about daily. I started to feel sad because Ed would be home soon. I told Terry I didn't want to stop seeing him. He was open about not wanting to mislead his friend; he would rather tell him about us. I wasn't sure what to do.

Ed was supposed to be home on Friday, but he called me on Tuesday to say there was a delay and he would have to stay another two weeks. I acted sad when he told me, but inside I was screaming with joy, knowing I had at least two more weeks with Terry.

Terry always got out of work early on Wednesdays. He would come over early, and we would have amazing sex, and then I would make him dinner before we got back into bed and got wild again. This Wednesday was no different. Terry got here about 2:00 PM. We went right to bed and fucked until I went down to make dinner. After dinner, I finished cleaning up while Terry went up to the bedroom and lay on the bed. It was Terry's routine to go up and put some porn on for us to watch when I was finished cleaning up. Tonight was no different.

When I finished and went up to the bedroom, Terry was already lying there with a hard-on. I crawled into bed, smiling, and asked what he was watching that got him so excited. I didn't wait for an answer; I just wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked him for a while. It was our routine that we would watch porn that interested us and tease each other before we gave in to our pleasures.

I sucked him for a while, but didn't want him to cum so fast. I stopped and asked him what our next viewing pleasure would be. He put on a video of a wife who met a black man and fucked. I thought instantly of my night with Andre. It totally turned me on. As we watched, our hands caressed and stroked each other until it was just too much, and we had to give in.

Terry moved me on top of him with my pussy lowering onto his face, and I was able to suck his dick. We both always loved sixty-nine. We licked and sucked each other until Terry told me to ride him. I was so fucking turned on I couldn't wait. I moved off him and straddled his hips as I lowered onto his rock-hard cock. I was so hot I bounced on his cock, and I was very verbal about wanting it. I told him how deeply I loved him and begged him to give it all to me.

Terry was just as excited as I was as his hips pushed hard up into me, driving his cock deep in me. As I started to cum I kept begging for his cock and telling him how I wanted him to fill my cunt with his cum. Terry then exploded and was just as verbal as he filled my pussy with his jizz.

As we came down from our mind-blowing orgasms, we were both distracted by a noise behind us. We turned, and Ed was watching us. He finished a few days early and wanted to come home and surprise me. Boy, did he. He stood quietly for what seemed like forever, not saying a word, just watching as I sat there on Terry's cock. Then he just turned and left. I yelled to him to wait; we could explain. He didn't want to hear; he just kept going.

I threw on my robe and ran after Ed. When I got downstairs, he was sitting in his recliner. I sat on the couch across from him. "Baby, I'm sorry, I didn't want you to find out like this."

His response was, "If I didn't walk in on you fucking my best friend, I would never know; you would never tell me that you're a whore."

From behind Ed, a voice told him that he would have. It was Terry joining us. Although I have to say it didn't help that he was naked when he joined us.

Terry went on to tell Ed that we both regretted that it happened, but we were not sorry.

"Ed, I wanted to fuck Donna ever since our days back in school. I held off because of you, but when she was left alone and I saw her sadness and frustration, I couldn't let her be like that."

Ed looked at Terry. "Are you telling me you fucked her to help her, and you only did it to make her feel better?"

Terry told him, in simple terms, that was what was happening, but there was more to it, and he had to take some of the blame himself. What the fuck did I do? Terry reached over and opened my robe.

"Look at this sexy woman; she needs love, she needs to feel like a woman, and let's face it, Ed, you couldn't do that. You never gave her an orgasm. If you did, she wouldn't have been ready for any cock that came along.

"Let's face it, Ed, you didn't mind seeing your wife fucked by someone else."

Ed looked at him and yelled, "What, you think I enjoyed watching you fuck her?"

"Yes, I do." Terry nodded to Ed's crotch as his cock was still hard and causing his pants to tent. He was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. 

I interjected and told Ed it was okay. I went on to tell him how I couldn't go back to not being given orgasms. I told him I needed it, and I needed other things as well. I told him how I'd been sucking cocks, and I loved it and didn't want to stop. "I know you think it is dirty, but I like dirty."

Ed asked me, "What are you telling me? Do you want a divorce?"

"No, I don't want a divorce. I love you, and I want to be with you, just not like it was."

"I'm sorry I couldn't please you, but I fucked you the only way I knew how to. I don't know what to do to change that."

"Well, baby, Terry and I have discussed this. He is willing to continue to fuck me and show you what I need and want."

Ed looked so confused; I felt sorry for him for having to hear all this. But then he surprised me by asking, "How do we do this?"

I smiled and told him, "Well, baby, we start by giving you a proper welcome home."

I walked over to him and kissed him, a hot, passionate kiss. My hand moved between his legs as I started to caress his already hard cock. I looked back at Terry and winked. Then I whispered to Ed, "I'm going to give you the best welcome home possible." I undid his pants and pulled his dick out. I told him just to sit back and enjoy as I knelt and took his cock into my mouth. His cock was smaller than Terry's and Andre's, so I had no problem deep-throating him.

My head bobbed up and down on Ed's cock. Terry moved behind me and raised my ass, and he stepped behind me, and I felt his cock slide into my pussy. From his cum filling me before and being wet from our conversation with Ed his cock slid in easily.

I sucked Ed's cock faster, and I am not sure if it was because he was experiencing his first blow job, or because he was away for so long; his body started to quiver as he screamed out that he was cumming. I think I surprised him when I tightened my lips around his cock and sucked his cum out of him. Terry watched as I drained my husband and tightened his hands around my hips as he drove his cock hard and deep into me, filling me once more with his cum.

That night, Terry and Ed spent it sharing me. It was the start of a new relationship between us. We redefined what the three musketeers are.

It's been almost three years since Ed returned home, and we couldn't be happier with how it turned out. Ed has become a better lover and has since given me a few orgasms, but I still look forward to Terry's visits, and I have called Andre's number a few times. I do have him on speed dial.