The Night Maggie got Addicted to BBC
The best mistake I made in my marriage was unceremoniously introducing my wife to interracial porn.
The best mistake I made in my marriage was unceremoniously introducing my wife to interracial porn. I don’t regret it, but if I were to do it all over again, I would choose a different tactic to go about things. Hopefully, the result won’t be what it turned out to be now.
Maggie never used to share in my indulgence of watching porn. Let me change that: she did share, but she wasn’t as ardent as I’d often wish she’d be. We have often made love while watching porn numerous times, and always, Maggie is quick to get turned on by sex than by the porn flick playing on the TV in our bedroom.
Things changed one night while I was up in bed watching an interracial porn flick on my laptop computer that rested on my thighs. Watching porn helps me relieve stress, though I can’t masturbate to it, not with Maggie beside me.
Maggie was reading a book, which usually helps her fall asleep faster when she got curious and saw how well I was enjoying the movie. She dropped her book and snuggled closer.
“Wow, look at him,” she indicated at the bull on the screen who was fucking the shit out of a blonde chick. “He’s got a huge dick. My God!”
“Yeah, he sure does,” I nodded in agreement.
“I don’t think I’ve seen this clip before. What’s the name of the movie?”
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