A Steamy Weekend With A Utah Hotwife

I have been in the interracial cuckold scene for a while but there are some things that still surprise me. I have experienced cuckold husbands who want to watch their wife get fucked by a black man, men who send me pictures of their naked wives begging me to fuck them, and men who send their wives over to be fucked and sent home with cum-stained panties. But I was surprised when I got an email from a couple in Utah.  

I have a profile on Adult Friend Finder and I regularly get likes and views from people in different states and other parts of the world. I don’t pay them much attention because I am not on there looking for a pen pal or someone to play on cam with. So when I received a like from a user named Sexyutahcouple, I didn’t pay it much mind, especially as they didn’t have a picture. I was surprised when I got another email saying that I had a nice body and they wanted to talk to me.

I was wary. I know that there are a lot of bisexual men out there who use interracial cuckolding as an excuse to get close to BBC, and that wasn’t my thing. I typed a short message telling them to send me some pictures if they were serious. I was surprised when I received a picture of an attractive, middle-aged couple who looked like they stepped out an Eddie Bauer catalogue. He was tall, had a conservative haircut and wore a blue polo shirt and khakis. She was an attractive soccer-mom type with platinum blonde hair that fell to her waist. He said his name was Rick and her name was Amy.

My interest had been piqued so I asked Rick if he could send me some sexy pics of Amy. A few minutes later I received a pic of Amy in a polka dot bikini. He also sent me some nude pics of Amy lying seductively on the bed. She had a bald muff and firm, upright boobs that were obviously fake. That got my attention and I suggested we move to instant messenger.

I sent Rick and IM asking him why he had contacted me. He wrote back and said that he had had a thing for watching interracial porn and his wife, who had been a cheerleader at Brigham Young University, was interested in black men.

I typed: I’m assuming you guys are Mormons.

Rick typed: Yeah, but that doesn’t stop us from being human. We still have wants and desires.

I typed: So what are you looking for? And isn’t there anyone local?

Rick typed: We live in Provo, which is about 90 percent white. They’re just not that many single black men around here.

I pondered what he had told me. Utah had a reputation for being white bread and Mormon. But I  had seen stories about Utah also having the highest Internet porn use in the country. I had also read about Mormon women using antidepressants in high numbers. Evidently there was a lot of restlessness going on underneath that conservative veneer.

I kept talking to Rick. He said that his earliest sexual experience was watching an interracial porn video that he had gotten from a high school buddy. He said, he had been turned on by how taboo it was and as he has gotten older he kept up with interracial porn on the net. One day, Amy had busted him jerking off to interracial porn on his laptop. But instead of chastising him, she had expressed curiosity and asked to watch. Watching images of white porn starlets getting jackhammered by BBC, turned out to be an aphrodisiac for both them and that night they had wild sex.

Afterwards, Amy had admitted to Rick that she had been secretly watching interracial porn online for a long time. She envied those white porn stars getting fucked by black studs. Rick said they should do something about it, so he went online.

“It has been hard though,” Rick said. “Most of the guys I have talked to have been out of state.”

I told Rick to give me Amy’s number and I called her. She picked up after the second ring.

“Hello, it’s nice to talk to you,” she said. She had a sweet, melodious voice.

“It’s nice to talk to you too,” I replied. “You have sexy pics. So, when did you get into liking black men?”

“I guess I have always been interested in black men, but I didn't realize it until I got to college,” she said. “When I got around all those sweaty athletes it made me realize how sexy they were. I mean they were all in great shape. But I was too scared to do anything. Mormon women are raised from an early age to be homemakers and good mothers, so I never experimented or even really dated that much. I met Rick when I was 16, and we were already being groomed to get married like good Mormon kids.”

“We got married after Rick got back from his mission trip,” she said. “After that I soon became pregnant, like most Mormon women. We got a house in the suburbs and I knocked out four more children and concentrated on being a mom and housewife. We live a nice life, Rick is a great provider, but honestly I get bored. When the kids were away at school, I would get on the Internet and you know how that is, you can find anything. I started looking at interracial porn sites and it turned me on. I remembered my college days and started fantasizing.”

Her story was not uncommon. Having played with a lot of hotwives, I had heard this all before, but I played along. She had a sexy voice and was cute.

“So what do you like about interracial porn?" I asked.

She giggled. “I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” she said. “It’s the big dicks. I discovered Lexington Steele and began to wonder if all black men are hung like that. I have also never been with a black man, so I am curious. “

“Well ,Lexington Steele is a monster. I’m not 11 inches, but I haven’t had any complaints,” I said with a smile.

“Well, it’s just not the big dicks, I like the way black men fuck white girls. It’s so passionate and raw,” she said. “After 20 years of marriage, Rick and I don’t have that anymore. I don’t know why.”

“So is that what you want? To be fucked hard and treated like a rag doll?” I asked.

“Oh, you are so bad,” she said huskily. “I can’t believe it, but you are making me wet.”

Well, that turned me on too, but I didn’t tell her that. I was having fun teasing her. Since they lived in Utah, I didn’t really take them too seriously.

“Well, I’ll send you a present tonight,” I said mysteriously.

That night I took a dick pic and emailed it to Amy. I am eight inches, and used to having women go crazy over my cock. If they don’t run screaming, they want to plant a flag on it and claim it as their own.

When I got home from work the next day, I fired up my laptop and saw an IM message from Amy telling me to add her on Skype. I turned on Skype and saw Amy’s video cam was on.

“Was that you for real?” she asked.

“Yeah, it sure was,” I said. I stood up, pulled down my pants and pointed my dick at the camera.

“Oh my God,” she said slowly. “That thing is huge. That would really tear me up.”

“Oh yeah,” I said. “I bet that turns you on.”

“It does,” she said. “Hold on.”  

She stepped out of the camera frame. She had been wearing shorts and a T-shirt, but now she had stripped down to purple bikini-cut panties and a matching bra.

She sat back in her office chair and dipped her hands into her panties.

“You're making me wet,” she said. “Stroke that cock for me.”

I was a little shocked at how fast things were moving. I had figured Amy to be a conservative Mormon soccer mom, who would need help coming out of her shell, but she was more adventurous than I thought.

“Where’s Rick?” I asked.

“He’s still at work. But I told him I was going to be playing on cam with you, and he’s okay with it,” she said.

“Okay,” I said.

“Take out your cock again,” she pleaded.

I dropped my pants and pulled my dick out of my jockey shorts. I grabbed some hand lotion and began stroke it.

“Oh my God,” Amy said. “That’s so hot.”

She was playing with her crotch and gripping her breasts. I was getting turned on just watching her.

“Why don’t you take off your undies?” I said.

Without saying a word, she stood up ripped down her panties and unsnapped her bra. Amy's body was in amazing shape for a woman who had five children. Her boobs stood up firmly against her bronzed body,

“You look hot,” I panted, as I stroked my cock.

“Thank you,” she replied as she continued to finger her snatch. 

My strokes got faster and I started to pant louder. I tried to hold back that wave, but I felt that inevitable build up and came all over my hand.

Amy was slumped back in her chair with her eyes closed. She rubbed her pussy furiously and then sighed as she came.

“That was so hot,” she said in between breaths. “I have never done that before.”

“Well, there is a first time for everything,” I replied. “Where did you learn to jerk off like that? I don’t know much about the Mormon church, but from what I have read it’s not exactly pro masturbation.”

“The church says all kinds of things,” said Amy. “It doesn’t mean we follow every law. As a stay-at-home mom, I get to read a lot and surf the net. I ordered a ton of books from Amazon about sex.”

Amy lay back in the chair with her legs spread.

“I can’t believe I just did that,” she said. “It was so nasty. Rick is going to get it good when he comes home.”

I laughed, and said I needed to log off and get cleaned up.

I talked to Amy and Rick almost daily.  Rick would tell me that our webcam sessions would make Amy so hot that she would fuck like crazy when he got home from work. And if I thought the webcam sessions would keep Amy happy, I was wrong. All they did is give her a taste and she wanted more. She began to pester me about when she could see me.

“I want to feel that big black cock,” she would say. “Playing on cam is not enough for me.”

“Yeah, but you live up in Utah and I’m in LA,” I said realistically.

“We’ll have to do something about that,” she replied.

The next day I checked my email and saw the details for a flight booked from LAX to Salt Lake City International Airport.

I got a call on Skype. It was both Rick and Amy.

“Did you get the ticket?” Amy asked eagerly.

“I sure did. So you want me to come up and see you?” I asked skeptically.

“Yeah,” said Rick. “Amy is dying to meet you in person.”

“Please come and see us,” said Amy, leaning into the camera and showing off her boobs. “Don’t make me beg.”

“Okay, I’ll come,” I said. What the hell, I thought, I had never been to Utah.

That weekend I drove to LAX, tolerated the invasive body search and enjoyed the short flight to Salt Lake City. I departed the plane and collected my luggage. The airport was full of white Mormons welcoming their sons back from mission trips. I thought it was odd that while they were there to pick up missionaries, I was there to get picked up for missionary sex!

I collected my bags and called Amy. She said she was waiting for me at the curbside. I soon found her blue Lincoln Navigator and got in. She was was wearing jean shorts that showed off her tanned legs and a black tank top. Her face was covered in huge black sunglasses. I stowed my bags in the trunk, which was full of toys, grocery bags and sports equipment. She was definitely a soccer mom.

I got in the front and gave her a hug.

“Nice to meet you in person,” I said.

“It’s so good to see you too,” she replied, wrapping her bronzed arms around my neck.

She whispered in my ear, “I’ve been wanting you for so long.”

The sound of her husky voice and the sight of her taut body made me hard. I hoped it didn’t show through my pants.

“You look hot,” I said. “Where’s Rick?”

“Oh, he’s at work,”  Amy said, as she steered the truck out of the airport and onto the freeway.

We chatted as we drove to Provo.

“I never thought I would meet Mormon swingers,” I said staring at the desert scenery flashing by.

“Well, I don’t know if we are swingers,” she replied. “Actually you’re going to be the first black guy we have played with. I’m excited.”

“So if you like black guys, why didn’t you just marry one,” I asked casually.

“That’s a good question,” Amy said thinking. “I guess it took me a long time to come to terms with my desires. For a long time I was a good Mormon girl who did everything she was expected to, getting married early, having kids. But I wanted more. The Mormon church can be kind of stifling for women. We’re expected to be like Stepford wives.”

“Also, even though things have changed for black people in the LDS church since 1978, interracial relationships are not exactly welcomed,” she added. “My entire family is Mormon and I would have been ostracized if I married a black man. And anyway, by then I was already married to Rick and popping out kids. I was kind of stuck. But now I have you.”

She reached over and gently cupped my crotch.

“Please concentrate on driving,” I said laughing. “I don’t want to get pulled over and grilled by a nosey cop.”

She turned her focus back to driving and we were soon in Provo. We drove past strip malls and big box stores until we were in a high-end neighborhood filled with beautifully-landscaped homes. Amy waved to a few people as she drove by.

“How are you going to explain me to your friends?” I asked.

“Oh, you are a friend we knew from college who moved away,” Amy said with a sly grin. Turns out these Mormons could lie pretty well.

Amy pulled the truck up next to a black Cadillac.

“Rick’s home,” she said. She opened the front door and led me into a huge high-ceilinged living room.

Rick was sitting on a curved couch watching football. He stood up and shook my hand.

“Glad you could make it,” he said.

Amy disappeared and returned with two glasses of cranberry juice.

Rick and I chatted about work -- he owned a lumber company -- football and kids.

“We’ll be okay, all the kids are away at church camp,” he said.

Amy returned and told us dinner was served. It was a healthy meal of chicken salad.

I ate slowly but noticed that Amy seemed to be fidgeting through the meal.

Finally I asked Rick, “Is she okay?”

Rick laughed. “She is fine, she's just dying to suck your cock.”

Amy blurted out. “I’ve been horny for you ever since you got off the plane. I’m this perfect soccer mom all day long, and sometimes I want to burst out and be a slut. Can I suck your dick?”

“You mean right here at the table?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she replied.

“Okay,” I agreed, thinking this was some crazy shit.

I pushed back my chair and she knelt between knees and unzipped my pants.

“I want to see that BBC,” she whispered. She pulled back her hair and yanked out my cock. She watched it grow under her touch.

She looked up at me and said, “I’ve waited for this so long.”

She took my dick and sucked the tip, then she gobbled it down until her chin was brushing my balls. Where did she learn that trick, I wondered.

Rick had gotten up from his chair to take a peek and was smiling as his wife sucked my cock. Amy may have only had one man, but she must have learned something from all those books she ordered off Amazon, because she knew how to work a dick.

I threw my head back and saw pictures of smiling kids in soccer uniforms staring down at me. It was a bit disconcerting knowing that their Mom was sucking my dick, but I was too ecstatic to care.

I felt a huge load bubbling up from my balls.

“I am going to cum,” I groaned.

Amy kept sucking and didn’t skip a beat, so I shot a huge load into her mouth, which she slurped down greedily. She sucked and licked me, draining all the cum from balls.

She stood up and wiped her mouth.

Rick face was flushed red and there was a bulge in his pants.

“That was so hot,” he said. “I’ve never seen Amy do anything like that.”

Amy tugged at my shirt. “I want to feel that dick inside me now,” she pleaded.

She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me upstairs. Rick followed behind us. She pulled me to a huge master bedroom and started ripping off her clothes. Soon she was naked and urged me out follow suit.

“I want you to fuck me doggy style, like those porn stars in the movies,” she said urgently.

She got on her knees, and faced Rick who was seated in a chair.

My dick was rock hard again. I got behind her and slowly sank my shaft into her wet snatch.

“Ahhh,” she groaned as she felt my girth. “Oh my God, you're so big, you’re stretching me out!”

I slammed my dick hard into her ass. I knew exactly how she wanted it, I had seen those movies.

“You want me to fuck you like a porn slut?” I grunted, gripping her hips.

“Yes, yes,” she cried. “Pull my hair.”

I grabbed a handful of her platinum locks and pulled her head back.

“You like that?” I whispered staring into her eyes.

“Yes, yes,” she whimpered.

She was getting close because she was starting to moan and buck her hips. I had something special planned for her. Just when I was about to cum, I pulled my dick out and spurted all over her back and ass. She sighed and arched her back, as my hot seed spilled over her.

“That felt so nasty,” Amy said, with a big a grin on her face.

I laid back on the bed and saw that Rick had pulled out his dick and had a huge erection.

“I guess I need to take care of that,” said Amy.

“A woman’s work is never done,” she said with a laugh.

She climbed off the bed, knelt in front of Rick and started to suck him off. Our show must have really turned him on, because it didn’t take long before he was grunting and shooting cum into his wife’s mouth.

Amy disappeared into the shower and Rick told me he had gotten so hot from watching me fuck his wife, that he had to do her himself.

“It was like being in a real-life porno movie,” he said grinning broadly.

I pulled on my clothes and he showed me to the guest room. I rested on the bed and watched MSNBC as Rick and Amy had noisy sex. I could hear Amy’s loud screams echoing down the hallway. I was tired from the trip and from fucking Amy, so I changed into my PJs and nodded off to sleep.

I was awoken by a knock at the door. I stared at my phone and saw it was 1 a.m. Amy let herself into the room. She was wearing a black, silk night gown.

“I just wanted to see if you were okay and needed anything,” she said with a shy smile.

“Okay,” I said hesitantly. “It’s one o’clock in the morning.”

She sat on the bed next to me and reached for my crotch.

“Who am I kidding?” she said laughing. “I wanted more dick.”

I laughed. “Woman, you’re just greedy. I heard you a few hours ago, you must have had at least three orgasms.”

“Women are multi orgasmic,” she replied. “We can keep going like the energizer bunny. It’s you men who need to recharge.”

“What about Rick? I thought the rule was no playing without him?”

“Don’t worry about Rick. I fucked and sucked him so good, he’ll sleep like a baby. I’ll be quiet and do all the work.”

She shrugged off her nightgown and stood there naked. She dipped her hands into my PJs and stroked my dick. She then climbed on the bed and sat astride me, lowering her pussy onto my cock.

She let out a muffled cry as she settled on me.

“Oh yeah, right there, I have missed that dick,” she whispered.

“You just had it about two hours ago,” I said.

She shut me up by shoving a boob in my mouth, which I sucked greedily. She started to grind her hips slowly against my groin while moaning quietly. She reached back and held up her hair. It was sexy as hell watching her grinding on me, her naked body bathed in moonlight.

When she reached her climax there was no screaming and thrashing. She came quietly and sighed blissfully. She climbed off me and pulled on her night gown. She leaned over and quickly jerked me off.

“Thank you,” she said and kissed me. She slipped out of the room and returned to Rick.

The next day Amy knocked on my door. They were headed off to church and would be back in a few hours, she said. I had cereal and watched old white men argue on the Sunday morning political shows.

Rick and Amy arrived back around 12 p.m. Amy was looking sharp in her church attire, which was a sleeveless yellow dress, white panty hose and white heels. Her hair was pulled back in a conservative pony tail, but she still looked hot.

“You’re giving me a stiffy in that church outfit,” I said.

“Oh yeah,” she said. “I need to do something about that.”

She knelt in front of me and started giving me a blow job. Rick got behind his wife, raised her dress and pulled aside her underwear. He slid smoothly into her cunt and started fucking her from behind as she blew me.

I know it must sacrilegious but the thought of Amy blowing me in an outfit she had just worn to church was a major turn on. That thought kept me hard as Amy sucked on my shaft and I delivered a heavy load of jizz in her mouth. Rick pumped away at Amy’s ass and I watched her eyes roll back her in head as they came together. She gripped my thighs tightly as the orgasm tore through her

We would have stayed inside fucking all weekend, but Rick and Amy decided to be good hosts.They showed me around the Brigham Young campus and took me hiking in Provo Canyon. We were all sticky from the hike and showered when we got back. Amy came to my room wrapped in a towel. She led me back to the master bedroom and dropped the towel. She got on the bed and motioned for me to join her. Rick watched as I threw her legs over my shoulder and fucked her hard. It wasn’t as wild and raw as the first time, but it was still pretty hot.

The next day Rick bade me good bye and left for work. Amy drove me to the airport. She dropped me off at the curbside and said, “I had such a great time.”

We hugged and I left for my flight. I flew back to LA happy. I had a fun weekend and had helped Rick and Amy fulfill their fantasy, but didn’t expect to hear from them again. When I checked my laptop I saw an IM from Amy that read, “Had a great time, I miss you. When can you come back?” I now get a monthly ticket to come see them. It’s a crazy world, man.