July 25, 2025 • 9 mins
Andrea surprised me for our wedding anniversary by getting herself a Queen of Spades tattoo on her body. It was her way of telling me she was down for whatever special surprise might come our way.
It was only a matter of time before she got accosted by a black gentleman at a bar who read her tattoo and couldn't help approach her. As for me, I was too happy to tag along for the ride as the three of us drove towards a beach for some special fun.
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It was only a matter of time before she got accosted by a black gentleman at a bar who read her tattoo and couldn't help approach her. As for me, I was too happy to tag along for the ride as the three of us drove towards a beach for some special fun.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
My wife loves showing off her coast tattoo. If you
are me, I'd bet you wish you have a wife
like Myandrea. She's in her forties and blessed with the
slender frame of a woman in her twenties. You'd never
suspect that she's the mother to three children. What's most
intriguing is that she's got a Queen of Spades tattoo
and printed a few inches above her butt cheek. Once
(00:23):
she had been reticent about it, but now whenever we
venture out for some night life fun, she loves showing
it off. She acquired the tattoo months ago as a
surprise gift to mark our anniversary. It was her way
of showing how much she loved me and that she
was willing to do whatever I wanted for that special day.
I couldn't believe my ears when she uttered those words
(00:45):
whatever I wanted. I suggested that we book an appointment
with a tattoo parlor and get ourselves inked. I was
speechless that she agreed, not only that she allowed me
to pick the design. If you know me, then you
know what I had in mind. I was skeptical if
she would go for it, but she didn't seem to mind.
(01:08):
That was how we got ourselves near matching tattoos, her
being a COEs Queen of Spades and mine being a
Jos Jack of spades. Nothing I loved most than she
exposing hers. Andrea is no fool, though she knew I
had something up my sleeve, but since I wasn't pushy
about it, kept mum until one night when she inquired
(01:29):
what was so special about the tattoo. I would have
been safe if I had told her a lie. One
way or another. She was going to find out. She
knows me too well. I waited one night after we
had put the kids to sleep, then brought out my
laptop and showed her several photos, including porn videos I
had downloaded that portrayed women who bore similar Queen of
(01:51):
Spades tattoo like the one she had. They had theirs
on different parts of their body, on the back of
their neck inches above their torso, a few on their
pussy region, and others on their butt, just like hers.
Andrea listened with fascination as I explained the significance behind
the tattoo. That was when I received blowback, as she
(02:12):
finally learned about my self indulgent habit that involves me
watching countless erotic porn featuring white women having sex with
black men. You mean you've been getting off watching inter
racial porn? She said it like it was something abominable.
You trying to say that I'm not good enough for you. Roger,
It's nothing like that. Han. I tried soothing her while
(02:34):
simultaneously thinking up some smooth lie to help assuage her mind.
I told her that everything that came with watching porn
had to do with me rediscovering how much fun she
has always been in bed. I also made it known
that it helped me view her under a different and
more loving light that seemed to calm her down. It
surprised me that the whole time I sputtered, she never
(02:57):
once thought to smack my face and call me a liar.
You want me to be like those women in your videos,
she later asked, Yes, Honey, I want us to become
a whole, new and improve type of couple, a more
sexually open type of couple. We went to bed with
no qualms after that. That was the night the dynamics
(03:20):
of our marriage changed. We did have more discussions on
the subject for days and weeks, but everything regarding our
adventure into becoming a cuckled couple began that very night.
Because of the kids, we knew we had to be
careful about our secret lifestyle. We began having late evening
dates on week ends, visiting trendy bars and cosmopolitan hotspots
(03:42):
to feel the city night life. It was an excellent
opportunity for Andrea to feast her eyes on would be suitors.
I encouraged her to wear outfits that revealed her tattoo.
She would leave me to hover by the bar counter
and pretend to be a lonely damsel waiting for any
would be gentlemen to approach. Weeks went by until one
night when she finally got lucky. The black gentleman accosted
(04:06):
her by the bar, and she played cute with him
as he then bought her a drink. I watched them
dance a number before she then led him to my table.
I almost expected the man to bolt, but he was
confident enough to shake my hand and didn't seem to
have any issue with being a little deceived. I ordered
drinks and we conversed like we were well acquainted with
(04:26):
each other. It wasn't until we were about to leave
the bar that I realized we hadn't thought everything through
at that time. It never occurred to me that we
would need to get ourselves a suitable place for Andrea
on whomever her date might be. The thought of taking
the gentleman home with us was out of the question.
The man, whose name was Mike, told us he knew
(04:47):
of a quiet spot down by the beach where we
could be alone for a while. Andrea quickly agreed, and
I figured what the hell and decided it was okay.
Mike went and got into his car while Andrea and
I got into our and we trailed behind him. Andrea
could barely contain her anticipation. She kept rubbing her hands
(05:08):
against her dress, fighting hard to calm her nerves. The
drive felt like a long one as we covered the
distance toward the main highway that led to the beach.
I squeezed Andrea's hand in mind as a means of
reassurance that everything was going to be fine. We're going
to have ourselves some fun tonight, han, I soothed her.
(05:28):
Do you think we'll ever be different after tonight, Roger,
I don't know. Let's wait and see how things go. Yeah,
sure you're right. She fell silent for a moment, then
turned to me and blurted, he's so handsome. I felt
his crotch when we were sitting down. He felt hard already.
(05:52):
That's good, I replied, I'll bet he can't wait to
get at you. We came to the beach and followed
Sand as he drove to a secluded spot away from
the highway. I stopped beside Sam's car and switched off
my headlights and got out. The area was dark and foreboding.
Strong bomby winds raged from the sea, ruffling our clothes.
(06:15):
Mike suggested that we get comfortable in his suv. He
opened the door for Andrea to get into the back seat,
then joined her. I opened his passenger door and got
in and slammed the door shut. The air conditioner was on,
including an overhead light. I pretended to watch the road
while I listening to them kissing and making out behind me.
(06:38):
Andrea was horny, as I knew she was, though her
eagerness was surprising. I adjusted the overhead mirror to get
a better view of them. My erection was throbbing in
my jeans. I adjusted my legs and grabbed at my
crotch while I watched, Mike lowered Andreas dressed to get
at her tits while she caressed his head and grabbed
at his crotch. Mike broke from her to undo his
(07:01):
belt buckle and shoved his jeans down his thighs. Andrea
got on to her knees and named her butt at
him while Mike positioned himself. It occurred to me too
late that he wasn't wearing a condom, but I didn't
voice a protest out of fear that it might put
a halt to their action. Andrea gave a sharp cry
and her body broke into a shudder as Mike slid
into her. Her dress rested over her backside, and I
(07:25):
half turned to get a better view of them fucking.
The vehicle rocked as they went on with their activity.
I could do nothing but stem my penis from wanting
to burst out of my jeans. Mike pulled out of
Andrea at one point and sat down. His cock was
dripping kom on her thighs. Andrea lifted her dress and
Mike assisted her to settle between his legs. She leaned
(07:48):
forward toward me. Her feature was a mask of heightened
pleasure as Mike entered her once again. Andrea enjoyed this
position as it allowed her to rock him up and
down side to side. Her tit flopped out of her dress,
bouncing and smacking each other. As their ride got into
high gear. Andrea went on gasping at my face. I
(08:09):
reached over and played with her soft pear tits. I
would have loved to suck on them. Mike announced that
he was about to come, and I heard his thighs
slamming Andrea faster. I was happy when he pulled out
in time and spilled his seat on Andrea's thigh. He
offered to wipe the mess off Andrea with Kleenex in
his glove box, but I told him not to bother.
(08:29):
I was so eager for us to return home. We
exchanged phone numbers and I promised to be in touch.
He shared a kiss with Andrea. Then we got back
into our car and drove home. We pulled into our
driveway and I switched off the engine, then came around
and assisted Andrea into the house. The kids were still asleep,
(08:51):
thank god. As we made for our bedroom. Get out
of your dress and get into bed, I told Andrea.
After locking the door. You won't want me to shower first,
she asked, You won't need it, Han, go on, get
into bed. I got out of my clothes and left
them on the floor, then switched off the light and
(09:13):
made my way to the bed. I pulled the bed
covers off Andrea and lifted her dress. I could smell
Mike's come on her body. What are you doing, Roger,
Just give me a minute, I replied. I tasted her
thigh and proceeded to lick the dry come off her flesh.
Andrea caressed my head while I continued my activity in
(09:35):
the dark. This is one of several stories available in
my latest collection, Nothing but the Internet. Thanks for enjoying it.
My wife loves showing off her coast tattoo. If you
are me, I'd bet you wish you have a wife
like Myandrea. She's in her forties and blessed with the
slender frame of a woman in her twenties. You'd never
suspect that she's the mother to three children. What's most
intriguing is that she's got a Queen of Spades tattoo
and printed a few inches above her butt cheek. Once
(00:23):
she had been reticent about it, but now whenever we
venture out for some night life fun, she loves showing
it off. She acquired the tattoo months ago as a
surprise gift to mark our anniversary. It was her way
of showing how much she loved me and that she
was willing to do whatever I wanted for that special day.
I couldn't believe my ears when she uttered those words
(00:45):
whatever I wanted. I suggested that we book an appointment
with a tattoo parlor and get ourselves inked. I was
speechless that she agreed, not only that she allowed me
to pick the design. If you know me, then you
know what I had in mind. I was skeptical if
she would go for it, but she didn't seem to mind.
(01:08):
That was how we got ourselves near matching tattoos, her
being a COEs Queen of Spades and mine being a
Jos Jack of spades. Nothing I loved most than she
exposing hers. Andrea is no fool, though she knew I
had something up my sleeve, but since I wasn't pushy
about it, kept mum until one night when she inquired
(01:29):
what was so special about the tattoo. I would have
been safe if I had told her a lie. One
way or another. She was going to find out. She
knows me too well. I waited one night after we
had put the kids to sleep, then brought out my
laptop and showed her several photos, including porn videos I
had downloaded that portrayed women who bore similar Queen of
(01:51):
Spades tattoo like the one she had. They had theirs
on different parts of their body, on the back of
their neck inches above their torso, a few on their
pussy region, and others on their butt, just like hers.
Andrea listened with fascination as I explained the significance behind
the tattoo. That was when I received blowback, as she
(02:12):
finally learned about my self indulgent habit that involves me
watching countless erotic porn featuring white women having sex with
black men. You mean you've been getting off watching inter
racial porn? She said it like it was something abominable.
You trying to say that I'm not good enough for you. Roger,
It's nothing like that. Han. I tried soothing her while
(02:34):
simultaneously thinking up some smooth lie to help assuage her mind.
I told her that everything that came with watching porn
had to do with me rediscovering how much fun she
has always been in bed. I also made it known
that it helped me view her under a different and
more loving light that seemed to calm her down. It
surprised me that the whole time I sputtered, she never
(02:57):
once thought to smack my face and call me a liar.
You want me to be like those women in your videos,
she later asked, Yes, Honey, I want us to become
a whole, new and improve type of couple, a more
sexually open type of couple. We went to bed with
no qualms after that. That was the night the dynamics
(03:20):
of our marriage changed. We did have more discussions on
the subject for days and weeks, but everything regarding our
adventure into becoming a cuckled couple began that very night.
Because of the kids, we knew we had to be
careful about our secret lifestyle. We began having late evening
dates on week ends, visiting trendy bars and cosmopolitan hotspots
(03:42):
to feel the city night life. It was an excellent
opportunity for Andrea to feast her eyes on would be suitors.
I encouraged her to wear outfits that revealed her tattoo.
She would leave me to hover by the bar counter
and pretend to be a lonely damsel waiting for any
would be gentlemen to approach. Weeks went by until one
night when she finally got lucky. The black gentleman accosted
(04:06):
her by the bar, and she played cute with him
as he then bought her a drink. I watched them
dance a number before she then led him to my table.
I almost expected the man to bolt, but he was
confident enough to shake my hand and didn't seem to
have any issue with being a little deceived. I ordered
drinks and we conversed like we were well acquainted with
(04:26):
each other. It wasn't until we were about to leave
the bar that I realized we hadn't thought everything through
at that time. It never occurred to me that we
would need to get ourselves a suitable place for Andrea
on whomever her date might be. The thought of taking
the gentleman home with us was out of the question.
The man, whose name was Mike, told us he knew
(04:47):
of a quiet spot down by the beach where we
could be alone for a while. Andrea quickly agreed, and
I figured what the hell and decided it was okay.
Mike went and got into his car while Andrea and
I got into our and we trailed behind him. Andrea
could barely contain her anticipation. She kept rubbing her hands
(05:08):
against her dress, fighting hard to calm her nerves. The
drive felt like a long one as we covered the
distance toward the main highway that led to the beach.
I squeezed Andrea's hand in mind as a means of
reassurance that everything was going to be fine. We're going
to have ourselves some fun tonight, han, I soothed her.
(05:28):
Do you think we'll ever be different after tonight, Roger,
I don't know. Let's wait and see how things go. Yeah,
sure you're right. She fell silent for a moment, then
turned to me and blurted, he's so handsome. I felt
his crotch when we were sitting down. He felt hard already.
(05:52):
That's good, I replied, I'll bet he can't wait to
get at you. We came to the beach and followed
Sand as he drove to a secluded spot away from
the highway. I stopped beside Sam's car and switched off
my headlights and got out. The area was dark and foreboding.
Strong bomby winds raged from the sea, ruffling our clothes.
(06:15):
Mike suggested that we get comfortable in his suv. He
opened the door for Andrea to get into the back seat,
then joined her. I opened his passenger door and got
in and slammed the door shut. The air conditioner was on,
including an overhead light. I pretended to watch the road
while I listening to them kissing and making out behind me.
(06:38):
Andrea was horny, as I knew she was, though her
eagerness was surprising. I adjusted the overhead mirror to get
a better view of them. My erection was throbbing in
my jeans. I adjusted my legs and grabbed at my
crotch while I watched, Mike lowered Andreas dressed to get
at her tits while she caressed his head and grabbed
at his crotch. Mike broke from her to undo his
(07:01):
belt buckle and shoved his jeans down his thighs. Andrea
got on to her knees and named her butt at
him while Mike positioned himself. It occurred to me too
late that he wasn't wearing a condom, but I didn't
voice a protest out of fear that it might put
a halt to their action. Andrea gave a sharp cry
and her body broke into a shudder as Mike slid
into her. Her dress rested over her backside, and I
(07:25):
half turned to get a better view of them fucking.
The vehicle rocked as they went on with their activity.
I could do nothing but stem my penis from wanting
to burst out of my jeans. Mike pulled out of
Andrea at one point and sat down. His cock was
dripping kom on her thighs. Andrea lifted her dress and
Mike assisted her to settle between his legs. She leaned
(07:48):
forward toward me. Her feature was a mask of heightened
pleasure as Mike entered her once again. Andrea enjoyed this
position as it allowed her to rock him up and
down side to side. Her tit flopped out of her dress,
bouncing and smacking each other. As their ride got into
high gear. Andrea went on gasping at my face. I
(08:09):
reached over and played with her soft pear tits. I
would have loved to suck on them. Mike announced that
he was about to come, and I heard his thighs
slamming Andrea faster. I was happy when he pulled out
in time and spilled his seat on Andrea's thigh. He
offered to wipe the mess off Andrea with Kleenex in
his glove box, but I told him not to bother.
(08:29):
I was so eager for us to return home. We
exchanged phone numbers and I promised to be in touch.
He shared a kiss with Andrea. Then we got back
into our car and drove home. We pulled into our
driveway and I switched off the engine, then came around
and assisted Andrea into the house. The kids were still asleep,
(08:51):
thank god. As we made for our bedroom. Get out
of your dress and get into bed, I told Andrea.
After locking the door. You won't want me to shower first,
she asked, You won't need it, Han, go on, get
into bed. I got out of my clothes and left
them on the floor, then switched off the light and
(09:13):
made my way to the bed. I pulled the bed
covers off Andrea and lifted her dress. I could smell
Mike's come on her body. What are you doing, Roger,
Just give me a minute, I replied. I tasted her
thigh and proceeded to lick the dry come off her flesh.
Andrea caressed my head while I continued my activity in
(09:35):
the dark. This is one of several stories available in
my latest collection, Nothing but the Internet. Thanks for enjoying it.
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