My tale is from one of my swinging experiences in Los Angeles. I was living in San Fernando Valley(Porn Valley). I had a few ads in California Swingers Magazine at the time. Being a well-endowed Black Man, Ladies were always responding to my ad(s).

One day I got an email from a sexy blonde wife who attached her photo with her eyes blacked out for discretion. She told me that she saw my ad and wanted to meet me without her husband, as he knew about her "black fantasies". A little reluctant, I asked her to ring me for a quick chat. She rang me right away. I asked her to allow me to speak with her husband to confirm that he was cool with her meeting me alone, especially on the first meet. He was fine with it and explained that he was secure in his relationship. I made it clear to him that his wife would be safe with me because I chose a public place to meet. With that he handed the phone back to his wife so that she and I could arrange our meet.

We chose a sushi bar in Van Nuys that was near where I lived. I arrived early so that I could check the menu and spot her when she arrived. I was so impressed when she arrived dressed in business attire, but looking very sexy. She reminded me of the hot secretaries you would see in a porn movie.

We ordered drinks and had a bit of sushi as we chatted about fantasies, experiences and current events. Her mobile rang and she excused herself to the ladies room to take the call. She returned and told me that it was her husband just checking to see how things were going. Then she dropped the bomb on me. "I took my panties off in the restroom", she whispered to me. "I want to leave here and find a dark spot so we can fuck". I was shocked at this professional woman wanting to go out for a quickie in the car. Because I knew the neighborhood, I asked which car should we go in. She was keen to screw in her own car so we jumped in and drove out of the sushi bar parking lot just a few meters away underneath trees that blocked the light from the street lights. As soon as she turned the ignition off, she reached for my trousers to release my 9+ inches of cock. What a blowjob!!! She was one of the best at giving head and she knew it, because she rang her husband to tell him what she was doing, then dropped the phone to continue. She raised her skirt and straddled me. I could feel the juices flowing down my legs. She was so wet and losing control, screaming and moaning, "i’m cumming, keep fucking me. My husband could never fuck me like this." We were going for at least two hours in that car. When I was ready to blow for the last time, she moved really fast to remove my condom and take my load in her mouth and on her face. It was pornographic!!! We adjusted our clothes, shared a kiss and hug and parted ways. As I walked into my apartment, I realised that we never exchanged names and we never contacted each other after that, but I’m sure she felt the same as I did.