The time we went to a party specifically for people who want a black partner!
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We are a mixed race couple from London. I’m of Indian descent, my wife is English. We’ve been married 20 years and began our cuckold journey shortly after our wedding (though it took a few years before she touched another man).
Like so many couples we started out just with her having a flirt on a night out, or maybe letting other men dance with her while I chilled and had a drink. She met her first guy in a pub and introduced me as her flat mate! After a few dates he started questioning whether we were just friends so we bailed and decided to be more upfront with people and honest.
So we began meeting men from a swingers website. We had a favourite bar we would go to meet them. We had a semi private booth, and we just had fun hanging out with men. But not all of these guys were a click for my wife. All seemed nice, but they were varying in terms of physique, and style and also just vibe! She did invite a few of them to come home with us. But the performance was again, varying! There was a couple of guys who did absolutely blow her mind, but they were rare! I recall one was absolutely amazing in bed, a young Arab guy! He was also our first experience with a man with a large penis who knew how to use it! He gave my wife her first ever penetrative orgasms! However, he lost interest eventually and we had to manage that.
Now we aren’t specifically into her being with black men. She finds men of all kinds attractive. However, in London at the time, there was a lot of interest in black bulls, from couples. And consistent feedback from other cuckold couples we talked to online, was that some of these guys were worth the hype.
Anyway, again, we met with a few online but none of them seemed very well put together. Some were fit, but seemed ill mannered. Others, really lovely and kind, but not particularly stylish.
rather than looking at guys photos, and a few random messages and then meeting them for a drink that sometimes might feel like a panel interview- i suggested we go party with some black men at a party designed for people like us! We found a couple of parties, and frankly they were just a bit much! Very wild couples and men being passed around amongst older couples. We were also a younger couple at the time.
The parties we went to: one was called taboo noir. The other was BMFC, which at the time, hosted some of the hottest men! My wife was petite too, so got lots of attention which she loved, plus these guys didn’t mind at all that her husband was hanging out too.
Well, she didn’t really play at these parties. But we persisted as they were just so much fun.
Then one day we spot this young black guy. Lovely muscles, 6ft, mixed race. He was chatting up another wife at the time. The wife he was talking to was quiet and shy, and seemed awkward. I caught my own wife checking him out and I asked her what she thought. She thought he was out of her league! Looked early 20’s, really well dressed.
So I sneakily left my wife at the bar for a cigarette. She was not wearing very much I should add but she was comfortabe as I left her with the party organiser. When I was outside I joined the other group while I smoked. As soon as I asked for a light the other couple made an exit. I spotted my chance!
I started to chat to this guy. American, in England for a year. Really well educated (think Ivy League, social sciences). I asked him how the parties went for him, and he said it was his first, he was curious but that it might be his last as it did seem a bit sleazy at times. Plus 3/4 men to every woman meant it was hard a a single guy.
I went for it. I asked him if he would like to meet my wife, who also had not played at the parties for similar reasons to him. I said they might get along and that I would love to introduce them. He asked me to point her out and I did and my wife waved shyly.
Anyway- he looked like he won the lottery, and I took him straight in to introduce them and also try to get them a quiet place to chat. The party organiser got them a table and I stood to one side to try and keep other guys away while she flirted with S (calling him S). Well I was very excited and before I knew it they were standing and dancing. She was in big clear heels and a thong with corset. She towered in those heels. Seeing this guy with had hands on her waist was the best feeling. He didn’t reach down and grab her ample pale arse, he just properly danced with her!
I saw her kick of her heels, and push them
To my feet. I realised later that it was so they could have a kiss and so she could feel smaller!!!!
Anyway, I came back to them and expressed how happy I was they were getting on well!! The party organiser was floating around and checking on people, when they came to us, I told them “we could really use a room or private area”.
S laughed and told me to calm down (my wife A later told me she loved that). He said that they wouldn’t be having sex yet but that with my permission he would like to take her out on a date and then back to our place to “fuck her properly”.
This guy was smooth! My wife loved his self assurance and also that he wasn’t in a pushy rush to have sex!! The date idea made her melt, and also had me on the back foot.
It also became apparent that he didn’t intend to let me watch right away but that he would eventually- again he said he wanted there to be proper chemistry before having an audience.
Anyway- lots of kissing that night. I drove them after the party and she said her bye to him!!
Well they did have their first date. And we learned first hand why some women swear by black men. He was amazing!! Consistently amazing. Lovely toned body, this thick circumcised cock, big hairy balls, and huge muscly thighs.
I would say it was 6 months of having him over every Thursday to Sunday! We were a young childless couple with a spare room that we referred to as his room. I got to watch them fairly early on. Again- humbling to see a guy pay that much attention to every part of her!
He also became her first man aside from me who she regularly went bare with.
It was this man, that I first got to refer to as “my wife’s boyfriend” and my wife was the one who asked me to have a man to man chat with him about making that official if he wanted that. Had to butter him up and ask the question.
As a few cuckolds may relate- it’s the proudest moment when your wife is with a guy you can rely on.
Just the words “my wife’s boyfriend” are magical. The pride. The feelings when they tried new things together.
Even when he gently ribbed me for being Pervy or a peeper, or not taking things slow!!! Learnt a lot from this younger guy. A was his first anal, first submissive woman, first for many things!!! His confidence was not from extensive experience, it was just his personality! And Americans are more forward than brits anyway!
I should note, he was actually the only black man my wife dated. She’s with a white guy now, again younger- but this time the age gap is bigger!