I had genuinely thought that Mel would be pissed at me for thinking about her having sex with someone else, but instead she seemed insatiable; she see...ed as if having another guy fuck her was her fantasy all along."Fuck me," she cried, "Fuck your wife's dirty pussy! Go on babe, mix your cum with his, fuck your cock up my sloppy cunt!"That was it, Mel's talk was too much and I came hard, spurting my cum deep into her pussy as she ground herself down against me, milking every last drop of spunk. I met Darnell several weeks earlier at a bar and we soon became fast friends. It wasn’t long before he was spending nights at my apartment. This hunk of a specimen knows how to please his lover. He will usually get home early Friday afternoon to shower & clean out with an enema and make sure he was good for the evening. He would meet his friends for a light bar meal & a few drinks around 6pm. As the evening progressed they would end up back at Darnel's place to continue the drinking and evening. “One thing I like is that it’s much more diverse. I’m starting to have a thing for Asian girls,” he admitted.Several inappropriate comments were made in fun. My mom shut that down, but we all knew we shouldn’t have been making fun anyways. We were in the land of the politically correct, plus we knew it was just wrong. I thought about it as we toured the campus. It wasn’t that I was thinking in racist terms, but I could see how it could be hurtful if viewed from a different perspective. I vowed. Browsing the internet one day, I came across a bondage and spanking site, which before now I wouldn’t have even looked at, but there I was transfixed to my PC, watching and getting more turned on than I had been for a few years, not just physically but mentally as well. There it was, as though someone had flicked a switch inside my head, that’s what I longed for. Over the next couple of months I had brought bondage and spanking up in conversations with my wife but to no avail. I realised.