Got some. . .
I'm 29f, married, and had to return some books to my friend Carmen. I was running various errands that afternoon, so I didn't bother calling ahead. I got to her place, knocked on the door, and she asked who was there. I said it's just me, and she opened the door in a t-shirt and nothing on down below. I asked if I caught her at a bad time, and she replied, "Oh, no, we're just playin'." I wasn't sure who "we" were, but I knew she was recently divorced and dating a little. She invited me in for a drink.
I walked into her apartment and there were 2 naked black guys with semi-erections. Carmen introduced me to them as friends, and they smiled and offered handshakes, but all my eyes could really see were their dicks--they were lovely. Carmen put away the books, offered me a drink and said, "Wanna join us? Don't be shy." I said, "Uh, I'm not sure" and was thinking of turning around and leaving when Carmen said "Where were we?", dropped on all fours, and started getting spit-roasted by the guys. I had never seen people having sex before in person, and I couldn't take my eyes off of them.
After a few minutes of watching, my nipples were hardening and I could feel that tingle down below. I thought long and hard about whether I could cheat on my husband, who is so dear to me. I would have walked away, but I've never had black dick before. I was really curious. After the guy fucking Carmen gave her some seed, she said she needed a break, and said I could "take over" if I wanted. She was worn out.
I went over and gave the guy whose dick was previously getting sucked a little kiss, and I knew it was over. I was going to cheat. I kicked off my jeans and went down on him, sucking his dick. The other guy, who just came, started eating me out. For the next hour both guys fucked me like I've never been fucked before--I had the best, hottest orgasms ever. Carmen even got seconds during that time.
When I got home I jumped in the shower, because I reeked of sex. My husband asked why I was taking a shower at 5 PM, but I didn't have an excuse. I tried to act normal, but I was really stressed out and feeling the guilt. I don't think he thought anything happened, but he knew I was acting weird. I decided I would never cheat again. Yet, about a day later, Carmen called me and said she and the guys all had a great time with me, and they would like to see me again. I'm having such a hard time not doing it. So much inner conflict. It's great and horrible at the same time.