EXTRACT FOR Cuckold Nights Trilogy (Jane Snow) 
I glanced down to see a small tent form up at his crotch. He was actually getting hard thinking about it. And in all honesty, I was getting a little wet as my mind flashed back to the image of the black man?s long, hard member sliding in and out from between the blonde girl?s legs.
?I know, it?s crazy, but I just, once I started seeing videos I?? My husband paused, scratching his head nervously as he stared at me.
My knees trembled a bit and I looked back at the screen, the video still paused. The black man was mid-stroke, pulling out, the entire length of his thick long member clearly visible. I wasn?t sure if it was the poor lighting of the camera, but it also seemed as though his shaft was glistening.
?Let?s do it then,? I said as I turned my attention back to my husband.
?Huh? What??
I shrugged and crossed my arms. ?Let?s do it. It?s your birthday soon, it?s my early gift for you, to fulfill your fantasy,? I offered.
?Wait, uh? I mean, I don?t even??
?So how does this work? We go on Craigslist or Tinder or what?? I asked.
My husband paused as he continued scratching his head. ?I uh? I don?t? I?m not sure,? he admitted.
?Oh jeez, hold on,? I sighed as I pulled out my phone. I quickly downloaded a hookup app and opened it. My husband quietly stared down in disbelief as I entered my profile information, added a picture of me from about a week ago and started the matching process.
I began to swipe to go to the next man, wondering when I would fall upon a black man. ?Wow, it?s almost like black people don?t use this app. Is there a setting or something I have to set?? I asked.
?I have no idea,? my husband replied, staring at my phone.
I sighed and continued swiping. Some of the photos were blurry or at horrible angles. I finally paused when the picture of a black man wearing only a white speedo showed up. He was bald, and pretty well built, like a bodybuilder. His speedo clung tightly to his crotch and I could pretty clearly see the outline of his impressive member.
?Oh wow?? I whispered as I clicked on his profile picture to enlarge it. I zoomed in on his crotch and nodded with approval. ?You think that?s real?? I asked, handing the phone over to my husband.
His trembling hands clasped the phone and he nervously gulped. ?Uh? Yeah? That uh? But uh? I mean, should? Are we really? Really doing this?? He asked.
I took my phone back and swiped in the other direction, approving of him. ?Looks like we are,? I responded.
We both stared at the phone, unsure of what was supposed to happen next. I was definitely nervous, wondering if he would even swipe to approve me. It was long before my phone buzzed and a message popped up.
?Sup bby,? I read.
?Oh God? This is really happening,? my husband mumbled nervously.
?Hey, not much. Just looking for some fun,? I replied back, my fingers shaking as I typed my response.
We both silently stared at the screen, wondering what he would say. The app only showed his first name, Tyrone. I nibbled on my lower lip as my phone buzzed.
u free 2nite?
I glanced over at my husband, watching as his eyes glazed over the text and then over to meet mine. ?Well?? I asked.
?Uh?? He hesitated but once look down at his pants easily gave me my answer.
Yes where at?
?Wait, you really? I mean?? My husband stuttered, still looking unsure.
Tyrone typed in the name of a nearby club and a time. I swallowed and held my breath as I typed my response. My husband trembled slightly as he stood next to me when he saw my response.
?Don?t act like you?re unsure. Look how hard you are just thinking about this,? I said as he lightly tapped the tent in his pants. He groaned and stepped back a bit. ?Well, that?s like? Two hours from now? I better go freshen up and get ready,? I said.
?Wait, how far do you plan to go with him?? My husband asked.
?Ryan, you can?t be serious. How far do you think I?m going to go? I?m fulfilling your fantasy,? I replied as I walked by him and headed to the bathroom.
?So? s-s-so all the way?? Ryan stuttered.
I shrugged and kept silent, closing the bathroom door behind me. The folds of my sex had grown extremely wet, leaving a spot on my panties that I tossed to the side. I pulled out my sheer pink thong and my tight black dress, something I hadn?t worn in quite some time.
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