All along he’d thought that it was his wife Pauline who was responsible for them not having any children. Obviously this was not the case “sperm count nil”; it read in large bold print.

“I’m so sorry, I know how much you’ve been looking forward to having a baby” sobbed John as they made their way out of the hospital. “Let’s talk about it later” replied Pauline his 29 year old wife in a sour tone.

After a silent lunch at home Pauline made a quick exit to pay her mother Ann and younger Sister Laura a visit to tell them the bad news. That afternoon seemed endless as John sat on the sofa feeling sorry for himself, how could he possibly hope to hold on to his stunning wife, now he thought.

Upon her return Pauline seemed to be a bit happier, and announced that she’d arranged for them, her mother and sister, and John’s mother Olivia all to go out for dinner that evening at our favourite restaurant.

With the five sat around the table poor John didn’t know where to look. His mother Olivia had a face down to her feet, as she looked at her son with a permanent scowl.

Whereas Ann and Laura actually seemed to be enjoying the fact that he wasn’t able to father any children.

Finally after the meal and some small talk Ann got straight to the point. “So John what are you going to do about your problem, you can’t expect my daughter to go through her life without having any children” she roared.

“But what can I do, you know what the Doctor said, I can never have any kids” replied John sheepishly not knowing where to look. Grinningly Laura began, “We think we have the solution for you, you’re just going to have to get someone else to impregnate Pauline for you”.

Since their very first meeting Anne and Laura had made it very obvious that they didn’t think John was good enough for Pauline, you could tell by the look in their eyes that they were loving every second of John’s torment.

The silence around the table was thick enough to cut with a knife, as John first turned to his wife and then his mother asking them if that is what they wanted. “I’m so sorry John but I can’t go throughout life without a baby” sighed Pauline. “It hurts me to say but if you’re not men enough to give my daughter-in-law a child then some other man is going to have to do it for you” added Olivia.

At this point Laura seemed to relax, she knew that she had John by the balls. “We need a man who is trustworthy and won’t say a word, and also very fertile. Tony my husband will do the job nicely” Laura announced with some glee.

“But, but Tony is black, everyone will know their not mine if Pauline has a little black bastard” John stammered, “and you know I hate his guts, please, please anyone but Tony“.

“And what is wrong with having a black baby” roared Laura, who herself had two black children with Tony, a girl Lucy and a son Leon. “Nothing, nothing” John stammered again realising that Tony would probably thump him if he found out what he’d said.

“That’s all decided then, Tony will be the father and you’ll just have to put up with the embarrassment” Ann laughed. “It will be really humiliating for you son, but there not much you can do about it” added Olivia.

Laura planned everything, she and Tony, Pauline and John, together with her mother, and John’s mother would all spend a week in a cottage in the country.

Tony was loving it; he’d always hated John, and was determined to cause him maximum embarrassment during their stay. “Tell that worthless son of yours, I want to see him now” he roared to Olivia. “What do you want” John said curtly, to the powerfully built black man who stood before him.

“Show some respect to your betters, and call me sir while your at it” snarled Tony.

Biting his lip, John began again, “what do you want Sir”.

“That’s much better, now ill be honest with you I’ve never liked you very much boy, but I always wanted to fuck your lovely wife. These are my conditions I’m going to make Pauline my whore and your going to obey my every word, do you agree wimp”, sniggered Tony.

“Yes sir” was Poor John’s reply, he was totally beaten.

John had never knows such embarrassment, Tony had decided that as John obviously wasn’t a real man, he no longer had the right to dress as one. Humiliatingly he announced that for the entire week John was to be attired in just a pair of Laura’s stockings and suspenders together with a pair of 5” high heels.

“Is Tony much bigger than me” John whispered in a timid voice, as Laura attached the black stockings to the matching suspender belt. “Now what do you think” she giggled as she looked down at John’s erect penis standing to attention at its full 4”. “Tony is a real man you know that not a sissy little boy like you”.

Standing before his mother Olivia proved to be an humiliating beyond belief. “Oh god look at you, I’m ashamed to say you’re my son” she sighed.

Finally the time had arrived for Pauline to submit to Tony’s black cock. Adding to John’s shame, Tony announced that everyone was to witness the act. Laura, Ann and Olivia could hardly contain themselves; John on the other hand was dreading it.  Clip clopping in his high heels, John followed the three women into the main bedroom where Pauline already lay on the bed dressed in only a pair of stockings and suspenders just like his.

“Well what do you want me to do” asked Tony in a sarcastic tone much to everyone amusement.

“P P Please fuck my wife and make her pregnant” replied John with his eyes to the floor.

With that Tony steeped up to the bed and began to unzip his trousers. “Oh my god” John squealed as his enormous black cock came into view. It must have been 10” and thick as a baby arm. Without a hint of foreplay Tony lay Pauline back on the bed and inserted his black monster between her thighs.

“AHHHHHH” cried Pauline as his cock slid in.

“Oh please don’t hurt her” echoed John much to Ann’s and Olivia’s amusement.

Like a machine Tony began his onslaught, John couldn’t bare to look, and began to leave the room.

“Stay where you are boy” instructed Tony, as all three women began to slid their fingers inside their panties.

Pauline seemed to be in another world, her legs wrapped around Tony’s back. “Oh yes harder, harder, fuck me oh fuck me” she cried. Taken aback by this John didn’t know where to look Pauline was normally so quiet during their lovemaking what had come over her.

“Tell me what you want” prompted Tony to Pauline.

“I want you to fuck m, fuck me and give me the baby that my useless husband can’t, Oh my god I’m cumming” she replied.

Suddenly Ann could take no more, for over five minuets she, Olivia and Laura had all been rubbing their clits. In a flash she pulled down her skirt and panties and dragged John between her legs. “Lick me out you worthless fucking wimp” she cried.

What a picture they all made Pauline was getting the fucking of her life, whilst John was clad in only stockings and suspenders licking his 49 year old mother-in-law out.

One by one Laura and even his own mother Olivia maded John to pay homage to their moist pussies.

“Yes, Yes“, Tony cried “I’m cumming I’m cumming” as he began to fuck like a madman.

Suddenly the room fell silent, John could only look on his eyes filled with tiers as he saw his wife’s stretched cunt filled with Tony’s virile cum.    “Well boy don’t sit there gawking, clean up that mess I’ve made”, instructed Tony in an assertive tone.

Almost in a trance John made his way onto the bed where Pauline lay, her legs wide apart, copious amounts of spunk oozing from her battered cunt. How humiliating could you get, there he was dressed in stockings and suspenders licking another man’s spunk from his wife’s pussy as his sister-in-law, mother-in-law, and his own mother looked on.

“That’s it boy do a good job clean it all up”, laughed Tony, as John began the task of cleaning away the sticky spunk.

“Look at him, just look at him, that’s all he’s fucking good for cleaning up a real man cum”, Cried Ann.

“If I’d thought he’d turn out like this I’d have had him castrated at birth”, added Olivia.

“The size of his cock and balls it wouldn’t have been worth it” snarled Laura mockingly.

Suddenly the bed began of move as John became aware that he and Pauline were being joined by someone else, someone big and heavy, and no doubt black and strong.

“Keep still boy”, instructed Tony, as he began to nuzzle his now rock hard cock against John’s bum hole.

“Oh please Sir, please don’t do that” stammered John, as Tony attempted to insert his fat black cock into his tight hole. Taking hold of John’s hips Tony slowly began to push his cock deep inside, he’d fucked Pauline and made her his whore and now he was about to do the same to John as well. Husband and wife used and abused turned into a black studs mere playthings.

“AHHHHHHH AHHHHHH, Oh please, oh please don’t fuck me” squealed John. Surly this was the ultimate humiliation John thought, there he was his face buried inside his wife’s spunk filled gash, as a powerfully built black man took his virgin ass from behind as his own mother looked on.

Sandwiched between his wife’s legs and Tony’s strong arm’s John was unable to move. His face buried deep into Pauline’s spunk filled cunt at one end, with a huge black cock thrusting into his arse at the other poor John was completely at their mercy.

“Fuck him, fuck him”, cried Anne and Laura almost in unison. “Yes fuck him, fuck the worthless wimps arse off”, added Olivia. John could hardly comprehend what was happening there he was virtually being raped by a black man whilst his own mother looked on and encouraged what was happening.

“Oh yes make him your bitch” squealed Pauline, as an orgasm ripped throughout her body as John’s tong continued to lick away at her spunk filled pussy.

In all his years John had never experienced anything like it, he felt as if his whole body was on fire, yes somehow he actually began to enjoy what was happening to him.

His cries of “No, No, No” went quiet and were in time replaced with “Yes, Yes, Yes”.

“Look at him, look at the wimp he’s actually enjoying it” roared Laura.

“Harder, harder, fuck me harder, oh yes Sir, yes Sir fuck me ffffffuck me” screamed John.

Finally with one last hard thrust Tony began to pump his hot spunk into John’s arse. Like his wife before him John had been transformed into a black man’s whore.

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Nothing was said about it until two days later when she asked me if I was still interested in letting her do this. I said yes. She agreed that she would go through with it, but only if I helped set it up and only if we both felt comfortable with the couple she would be doing the threesome with.

That night we created a new screen name on our internet account and started looking at the personals in our area. Luckily, for us, there were many married couples looking to do a threesome with married woman who had the consent of her husband. After looking at various adds, we settled on four couples and then read more about them. We wanted to make sure that the married couple looked like normal people, and that the wife was bi. We settled on Jim and Kathy. We exchanged a couple IMs, and then phone numbers.

We talked with Kathy and Jim on the phone to set up the boundaries, and the eventual meeting. They had done this once before, and promised that my wife would be treated very respectfully. Kathy said that she was bi and couldn’t wait to be with my wife. Jim asked my wife if she would be willing to have anal sex, and my wife said she’d play it by ear.

So a date was set for the following Friday night. My wife wore a nice short skirt, no bra, and a sexy black panty. As I watched her get ready, I could see her nipples were already aroused, as she was thinking of what would happen that night. I wanted to fuck her right there an then, but didn’t want to ebb her arousal

My wife gave me a deep kissed and headed out of our apartment. It had been agreed that she would meet Kathy/James at a local diner, and then my wife would call me to tell me whether or not they hit it off and would go from there….

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First of all I’m a very attractive 46-year-old woman (just ask my husband or the dozens of men I’ve fucked in the last year or so). I’m 5′ 4″, and weigh 125 lbs. I have long thick black hair down past the middle of my back. I have a very cute face; tastefully tanned white skin, a nice set of “C+” tits, a well-proportioned ass, and strong shapely legs because I’m a marathon runner. I’m also very sexually submissive and I’ll do just about anything for my husband because I love him so much.

My husband is a handsome black man that stands 6’2″ tall, and weighs 200 lbs. He has long athletic legs, a toned body and the best looking ass a man can have.  In fact, his ass is the best feature on his hot body (second only to his beautiful black cock).  He regularly works out because he says he wants to look good for me all the time. Isn’t that sweet of him?

We’ve been married for over 15 years and we’ve lived in Phoenix, Arizona for about the last eight. Starting around four years ago, whenever we had sex we would fantasize about me fucking other men. I would lay on my back with my legs spread wide as he pumped his stiff dick into me and fantasized about how much he wanted to watch me get fucked by two or more guys at the same time. In response, I would tell him about the men I fucked before we were married. He would get really excited hearing me describe how their cocks felt as they where shoved deep into my hole before finally cumming in my pussy and mouth.

To make things more interesting, I soon started dressing as sexy as possible by wearing high heels, short skirts, panty hose with no panties, and either halter tops or see through blouses with no bra. I would dress like this when we went out to restaurants or dance clubs.  Usually we would go together, but sometimes we would pretend that we didn’t know each other and he would stand in the shadows and watch me flirt with the men trying to pick me up. I had a lot of guys wanting to do all sorts of nasty things to me, but I never let any of them touch me.

At the end of each night out, I would meet my husband back at home so I could tell him about what the men wanted me to do. Before long we would be fucking like rabbits while talking about me getting gangbanged by the men from the club who desperately wanted to fuck me.

One Friday evening my husband asked if I was willing to go to a nearby sex club that night. He had asked me several times before but I always told him “No.” But by now I was curious to see if he was really serious about allowing me to have sex with other men. After years of fantasizing, my objections were finally overcome and I was ready to experience a new twist in our sex lives! On this particular day I caught him completely off guard by answering “Yes!”

After he picked himself up off of the floor we began planning our night out. First I wanted him to take me to a bar. After all, the only man who had the pleasure of getting between my legs for over 15 years was my husband! If I was going to be fucked by strange cock then I wanted to loosen up with a few drinks first.

Next we decided how I would dress to advertise the fact that I wanted as much male attention as possible. My husband loves it when I wear black to compliment my long silky black hair, so that meant a tight fitting black dress that barely covered my pussy and ass with a plunging neckline that brandished plenty of cleavage for all to see. Underneath was bare skin with no stockings, no panties, no bra, and no inhibitions!  To finish off the outfit I wore black open toe four-inch heels to give my body a tall slender sexy look.  Satisfied with my gothic sex slave appearance the stage was now set and we were off to start a new life of sexual adventure.

My husband took me to a bar not far from the sex club and we had a few drinks while listening to the jukebox. Actually, I had more than just a few drinks. I was so nervous about what I was going to do I got positively wasted. After a couple of hours and while I was still able to walk under my own power, my husband asked if I was ready to hit the club. I meekly nodded “yes” and followed him out to the car with my pussy burning with excitement!

By now I was feeling so horny that the only thing on my mind was fucking my husband right then and there in the parking lot. As we walked to the car I kept grabbing his marvelous ass and grinding his cock into my crotch.  It was all he could do to keep from tripping over me! He finally managed to get me into the passenger seat and as soon as he got in from the drivers side I immediately leaned over and tried to “liberate” his cock so I could suck it because I wanted his meat really bad!

With a mischievous smile he gently said, “No honey. Let’s wait until we get to the club.”  Disappointed, I restrained myself but only long enough to slip my hand under my dress and play with my own wet pussy as we drove to the sex club.

Despite the alcohol I consumed at the bar I was very nervous when we arrived. After paying our entrance fee we entered the club onto the main floor. There was loud, should I say “sensual” hard driving music constantly playing in the dimly lit, smoke filled establishment. Dozens of television monitors hung from the walls with each one playing a different XXX porn movie. Scantly clad men and women of all shapes and sizes were walking around having the time of their lives.

In the middle of the room was a decent size dance floor occupied by several naked couples frolicking about like a bunch of newlyweds. The remainder of the room was dotted with four person tables and chairs with a few booth-type couch seats lining the walls. Everything about the place was designed to encourage an evening of adult fun and entertainment topped off with the scent of sweaty bodies throughout.

At first we just wandered around checking the place out. I could feel the eyes of the nasty, horny men follow me wherever I went. I noticed a room with windows and a lot of men standing around staring at what was going on inside. I inched my way through the crowd so I could see what all the excitement was about, totally leaving my husband behind.

As I made my way to the window I felt hands gently squeeze my ass every so often, then the hands would dart away as if the owners were afraid of being caught. I giggled to myself at how intimidated they were.

Peering through the glass I saw three couches against three walls of the room and a king size bed in the middle of the floor. In addition, there were two television screens positioned in opposite corners with XXX porn movies playing. About a half dozen sex hungry couples occupied the furniture and they were engaged in various sexual acts. They were sucking, fucking, licking, rubbing, and fondling each other while totally oblivious to the onlookers. Glancing around myself, I noticed that I was completely surrounded by men of every description – and most of them were staring directly at me. This kind of turned me on, but I decided it was time to squeeze back through the crowd and find my husband.

As I made my way back through the gauntlet of pussy hounds my ass was repeatedly squeezed and pinched by several unknown assailants. This only made me hotter because I loved the sensations I got from all the attention they gave me.

I found my husband sitting at the bar where he was finishing a drink. He had this mischievous grin on his face as I approached him.

“Did you have fun letting all those men feel you up?” he asked.

Surprised that he had seen me, I had to admit that I did. It seems he had been watching me the whole time I was buried in the crowd of men around the couple’s room and he was getting off on it. That’s when he proceeded to tell me he had an idea.

Grabbing me by the hand he led me down a long dark corridor to the back of the club. The corridor then widened to reveal several doorways to private rooms. Some of the rooms had windows and there were about 20 or 30 men standing around in groups rubbing their cocks through their pants as they watched the action going on behind the glass.

Without warning, my husband began kissing me right there in front of all those men. He started rubbing and squeezing my ass too. I gently closed my eyes to accept his advances as he covered my mouth with his and flitted his tongue against mine. In addition, he slowly slid his hands up my sides to cup and squeeze my breasts. Then he would slide his hands back down my sides to my waist and ass again. The feeling of his strong hands as they glided across my silky smooth dress was sending me into a state of sexual frenzy.

He did this several times and on one trip back up he grabbed the hem of my dress and slid it up over my ass! I was shocked when I realized that my husband was publicly exposing my naked body to a couple of dozen strangers in this dark dingy corridor but it truly turned me on. Naked from the waste down, I was feeling quite vulnerable and I opened my eyes slightly to peek out and see if anyone was watching. Not only were most of the men watching, but they also began crowding around us to get a better look!

To make things even more interesting, my husband hiked my dress all the way up to my armpits, above my breasts. Now I was completely naked from the neck down, except for my high-heeled shoes and a light tan. Suddenly, I felt another set of hands touching my body, then another, and another, and another. I opened my eyes all the way now and discovered my husbands smiling face. I then looked around me at the throng of horny men groping, squeezing, and touching every inch of my body, and with every passing minute they grew bolder at mobbing me.

In total silence, except for a few moans escaping from me and from some of the horn dogs groping me, fingers from every direction were prying their way into every opening in my body. My pussy tingled as I shifted my weight and leaned back into the crowd in complete submission.

Seeing my lustful surrender, the men were all over me in a flash and before I knew it they were feeling me up in every way imaginable and it was getting me hotter by the second. I allowed them to squeeze and suck my tits as well as slide their fingers in and out of my pussy and ass while my husband stood there watching as he jerked off his own raging hard on.

I was leaning back against some man’s hairy chest with my eyes closed while he squeezed my tits from behind and ground his cock against my ass when I felt more dicks rubbing against my thighs. Looking down I saw a half dozen or so naked cocks pointed in my direction. I reached out and grabbed a cock in each hand and began jerking them off. By now I’d worked up a pretty good sweat and I tried to jerk off as many men as possible as they pushed and shoved each other to get closer to me. I really enjoyed being the center of attention! At least two men had a finger or two up my ass and two or three men were finger fucking my pussy while two other men each had one of my tits in their mouths.

It was a huge mass of hot horny guys all climbing on top of each other trying to get off on my petite little white skinned body. I had never had so much cock at one time in my entire life. I felt like a total slut and I loved it! Most of all, I loved the reaction of my husband as he watched my writhing body surrender to the wanton desires of the lust filled crowd.

It wasn’t long before I had an explosive orgasm from all of the fondling I received from these total strangers. I didn’t know who they were, and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was enjoying the role of being a hot wife for my husband and having the time of my life with so many men. A loud moan escaped from my lips as my hips bucked and my legs trembled from the waves of ecstasy that rippled through my body.

After recovering from my orgasm and dislodging all the fingers from my pussy and ass, my husband led me by the hand back down the dark corridor to the main floor of the club.  I was still feeling quite horny as we sat on a couch off to the side of the room and watched naked women wiggle their asses on the dance floor.  I hiked up my dress, spread my legs and began fondling my wet pussy for any man passing by to see.  The smell of my own juices was turning me on again.  Two nearby men immediately noticed and asked if they could join in.  I said, “Yes!”

The first man approached me, unzipped his pants, and out popped a beautiful hard cock. When he sat down next to me I could see he had about seven inches and after he slipped on a condom, I leaned over to devour his throbbing man meat while the second man started licking my well-lubed pussy.  The man in my mouth shoved his cock down my throat and after a few pumps he exploded in a powerful orgasm. I felt the cum gush from his prick and splash against the tip of the rubber as he bucked up and down against my face.

Finished with my task, I leaned back on the couch as the second man continued licking my wet pussy.  I felt his hungry lips sucking hard on my clit, which caused my juices to flow and smear all over his face.  Meanwhile, quite a few spectators had gathered to check us out, and a nearby woman became so aroused that she started fondling her breasts as she watched my performance.  I asked her if she was enjoying herself. “Fuck yes!” she responded.

I never felt so hot and horny as I did that night.  I could see my husband stroking his rock hard cock as he watched me enjoy the attention of these total strangers. I could tell that he was excited about me being his little bitch that night! Soon I had my second orgasm and it was nearly as intense as the first when I was fondled in the back of the club.

After that second incredible experience I was feeling tired but still very horny and wanted to go on, so my husband and I decided to check out the couple’s room.  Making our way through the crowd of pussy hungry men gathered around the viewing window, we peaked through the barred doors to see couples eating each other, women sucking cock and men jerking themselves off over their female partners.  I eagerly signaled to my husband that I wanted to go inside.

Once inside the room, we both sat down on one of the couches that lined the walls to watch all the fucking going on around us.  I saw women with their legs spread wide as their husband or boyfriend ate their wet pussies.  After watching for a while I proceeded to unzip my husband’s pants and pull out his hard cock.  As I began swallowing his dark meat deep down into my throat, I reached back to lift my dress and expose my milky white ass for the horny men outside the room to see as they peeked through the window.  Overcome with lustful desires, my husband sank back into the couch and either watched the XXX porn playing on one of the televisions or feasted on the wild live sex happening all around us as my head bobbed up and down on his stiff shaft.

Within minutes I felt a pair of warm hands rub my ass cheeks. Surprised, I turned around to see a petite black woman completely naked on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed facing me while her black man banged her pussy.  Without missing a stroke she gently dislodged my husband’s cock from my mouth by pulling me to the bed and turning me over onto my back. She then began to suck my wet clit with her beautiful full lips.

This was the first time a woman had ever touched me in a sexual way. I felt her tongue slowly move up and around my clit.  It felt incredible!  Soon I couldn’t stand it anymore and I reached up and pulled her down to the bed, causing her man’s cock to pop out of her pussy. I turned her over onto her back, climbed between her legs on my hands and knees and began licking her clit.  This petite girl had an incredible erotic taste.  I gingerly pulled her pussy lips apart and slid my tongue as deep into her wetness as I could.  Since the huge black prick that was pounding her pussy was homeless the muscular black man naturally shoved his condom-covered cock deep into my own cunt. A strange man was finally fucking me while my husband watched!

The rhythm of the pounding I received from behind by my new black lover and the excitement I got from sopping up his woman’s wet juices made me so weak that I nearly fell over.  I was literally ready to burst with another explosive orgasm and I had to  make myself to hold back from cumming.

At that moment the strange black man stopped stabbing me with his tool and the familiar feel of my husband’s wonderful cock replaced the relentless pounding in my pussy.  Slowly my husband inched his own fuck meat into my thoroughly used soreness.  My hips moved slowly as I arched my back to shove my pussy and ass into the air to meet his thrusts. He plunged deep into the farthest corners of my cunt.  The internal pressure from his intrusion was incredible but I only wanted him to fuck me harder.  My former black assailant was now sucking my tits while his woman gulped down his dark cock meat.

I briefly looked up from my pussy meal to see a huge crowd watching the three of them use my body for their lustful pleasure.  Unable to control myself any longer, I began to buck like a bitch in heat and started squirting cunt juice onto my husbands cock as he continued to piston his dick in and out of my love canal, forcing my female juices to overflow my pussy and run down my legs. That last orgasm caused me to collapse on the bed completely exhausted. My three lovers were now gently caressing my limp body as I recovered.

After ten or fifteen minutes of lying on the bed naked in front of the crowd we finally caught our breath so my husband and I got dressed and left the club. During the drive home all we could talk about was how much fun we had and how much we loved each other.

When we got inside the house we immediately tore off our cloths and fucked for over an hour.  He pounded his cock into my wet sore pussy harder than ever before and I begged for more!

“Fuck me!  Fuck my pussy harder!” I screamed.

Each time he thrust his prick deep inside of me I would scream out how much I enjoyed being fucked by the mysterious black man at the club.  I also told him how wonderful it was to have my tits, pussy, and ass pinched, squeezed, and prodded by dozens of total strangers. The more graphic I talked the more excited he got and he would pump his stiff cock harder and deeper into my soaking wet pussy.

By now I was shamelessly moaning and screaming at the top of my lungs when I suddenly felt his body tense. I knew he was close to busting his nut so I pushed him off of me and quickly positioned myself so I could suck his naked cock into my mouth — just in time for him to jackhammer what seemed like buckets of spunk down my throat! I never swallowed so much cum before in my life!!

Since that first experience in the sex club my husband has shared me many times. He’s very creative about finding different fantasies for us to role-play and somehow I always manage to get fucked by one, two, or three different men with each encounter.

I truly love the satisfaction I get from controlling so many horny men with my naked body. Next time, I’ll have to tell you about my first gangbang experience when our ultimate fantasy finally came true!

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My mother in law and myself had not gotten along from day one; at best we had an uneasy truce.  One day that all changed when as a favor to keep peace in the family I volunteered to covert a stack of her old video tapes onto disk.  That is if I did not bungle it too much; her words not mine.

Anyhow the process itself was fairly automated , though I would go through the files to make some adjustments prior to burning, and perhaps add a title or two. Maybe I would luck out and catch her doing something embarrassing, like being drunk at a party, little did I realize how much bigger the situation I would catch her in would be.

Midway through an insipidly boring family reunion as I fast forwarded the tape to ensure it would not catch or stop, I saw it; a woman in what looked like a locker room shower. She was naked wearing only a black full head bondage hood. Her body seemed to be covered in baby oil. Surrounding her were several black men, one of which she was sucking off with some difficulty (due to his great size).  She took it out of her bright red lip stick covered lips and gasped for a moment, as spit dribbled down her chin and said “My jaw hurts.” I had to stop the tape and rewind it and listen to it again. That voice, this no euro tape, it was the voice of my mother-in- law. Holy crap this was an amateur interracial porn video my mother-in-law had made when I was in high school and was first going out with her daughter, my future wife.

Thousands of thoughts ran through my head.  Should I stop watching? Return the tape? Destroy it? Blackmail her? Of course I was going to watch the tape. I wound it back to the start and turned it on.

The scene started in my mother-in-law’s former office, it was late evening, the tape seemed to have been shot during the eighties. Tad, her husband was with her, they were waiting nervously. A black man entered the room, followed by a black woman, who I assumed to be his secretary. There seemed to be a long pause, and then off camera I could hear someone prompt her to speak. “Look I will pay you and the company back the money.” She said a bit too stiff, maybe it was nerves.

The black man, Mr. Peters, as he was called later, looked at a sheath of papers his secretary had brought him. “You have cost the company over three hundred thousand through you poor decisions, you have that type of money? I think not. No we will sue you for the money, and possibly even look into a criminal complaint.

Both of them looked shocked, then my mother-in-law, Ann, said the one line you hear in nearly every porn film of this nature. “Is there anything I can do? Please.” The man thought for a second and then had her get up. She looked puzzled but did as she was told, he told her to turn around slowly, as he looked at her figure. It was not too bad, wide hips, a round ass, and nice fat tits.

“What is this about?” she asked.

“The company, at my discretion, could write this off as a loss. But there is a certain amount of risk involved, and there must be compensation on my part.” He said. He signaled his secretary to hand him a card from a folder. “Be there nine AM sharp.” He said.

The next scene had her and Tad getting out of cab near Times Square. Now this was not the Times Square you know now, this is the one in the bad old days of porn shops and martial art stores. They walked down the street to a dilapidated office building. The door man looked them over and directed them to the basement.

The next shot had them entering what looked like a shower area, with white tile walls, and in the center was what looked like an adjustable weight bench.  She whispered something to her husband and he said he did not know. At that moment Mr. Peters entered the room with two other black men and his secretary.

“Ahh, timely, very good. As you well know these are my two associates, and you already know my secretary” He said. “I will be straight to the point. We have talked it over and based on your long service to this company we are willing to help you out, if you help us out.” He said smiling a bit too broadly.

“I am grateful but I don’t understand. What can I do for you all?” she said walking right into it.

The men all unzipped their pants and pulled out three of the biggest, longest, blackest cocks I had ever seen. Her eyes went wide. If this was an amateur film that was some of the best acting I had ever seen.

“You mean? You want me too….” She said stumbling for words.

Her husband chimed in saying no way, to which Mr. Peters said, “Well that is a shame, I guess it is up to the lawyers then. And the police.” He added. Anne looked at her husband and then said, “Okay, but nobody must know.” Tad started to protest, but she told him it was either this or jail. The three men surrounded her, she reached forward and sheepishly grasped one of their cocks, and stroked it. The man on the other side cleared his throat and she grabbed his cock also. Mr. Peters stepped forward and took her two fat tits in his hands giving them each a healthy squeeze.

“You know what the funny thing is?” Mr. Peters said. Ann asked him what. He said, “There was a time I couldn’t get into your neighborhood but now I am going to be inside you.” He laughed, then he kissed her deeply. “I am going to fuck that tight little Jewish pussy until you beg me to never stop.” then he kissed her again, his hands squeezing her ample ass.

“Hmm! Your wife is pretty good.” The secretary said going up to Tad, she undid his belt, then his pants and took his cock into her hand and started to pump it. Ann started to say something but was too busy herself. “Yeah pretty nice for a white guy.” She said pumping it some more.

“I see your husband is enjoying some integration. Let’s see those tits of yours. Now!” he barked. Ann let go of the cocks she was pumping and shyly opened her blouse. I felt a little bit perverted watching my mother-in-law slowly reveal her tits, but not enough to stop.

She finished opening her blouse, one of the men took it off of her and then unsnapped her bra, letting her fat tits tumble free. Without further words the two associated lifted her tits to their mouths and sucked on them hard. They guided her hands back to their cocks to remind her to pleasure them. The secretary dropped to her knees and said “Not bad for a white boy at all.” And as Tad watched his wife being transformed into a love slave for black men the secretary took his cock in between her dark lips. Ann seeing this wanted again to call out but she was too busy. Each of the black men made out with her, feeling those nice fat tits as they did so or squeezing her ample ass. In the background the secretary was having her husband strip, warning him if he did not she would not continue to blow him.

Light pressure on her shoulders had her go down onto her knees until she was face to face with the men’s huge cocks. “Isn’t there something else we can do?” she said knowing it was falling on deaf ears. Mr. Peters, as the boss took the lead and rubbed his cock across her face, slapping her cheeks lightly, then he ran his fat bulbous cock head across her lips, the same lips that gave me such shit for dating her daughter because I was not Jewish enough. He told her to open her mouth as one of his associates held the back of her head. Realizing she had no other option she opened her mouth wide and he rammed that monster dick inside of it. Her eyes went wide with shock. She gagged and coughed a bit but he kept it in her mouth, her lips were stretched skin tight around his shaft as she struggled to take it in.

It was almost a relief to her when he finally took it out of her mouth telling her to lick his cock and balls. She obediently went about her task, then his associated violated her mouth, as he pinched and twisted her nipples hard, making her yelp in pain, but not enough to take the cock out of her mouth.

The camera swung over to Tad, “Come on! Be a good little boy.” the secretary said, handing him a pair of frilly pink lace panties to put on. “You want your dick sucked some more by this mouth you will do so.” He hemmed and hawed but in the end he did what he was told to do. “That’s a good boy.” She said going back to sucking and jerking his cock, as he watched his wife’s black enslavement.

The men had her stand up and pushed her over the weight bench. Her skirt was pulled up and her pantyhose and panties were pulled off. Mr. Peters got between her legs and ate her hairy pussy, as she squirmed, then started to moan. One of his associates told her to say she wanted to be fucked by a big black cock. She wouldn’t. But after some more licking, and a huge orgasm, she said softly, “Please, fuck me with your big black cocks, please.” The men smile, then each of them took a turn at licking her pussy. By the end she was crying and begging to be fucked.

Mr. Peters’ smiled and turned to his secretary. “Fix her up.” He said, she took Ann off stage, the men turned to her husband, “Go upstairs and ask the security guy for the box he is holding for me.  In his pink panties Tad argued he could not go upstairs, Mr. Peters laughed and then delivered a slap to his face so hard I wondered if it was expected. “You do what I tell you to do.” Mr. Peters said in a low voice. Tad thought to argue for a moment but when he saw the hand which slapped him raised to do so again, he left to do what he was told to do,  as the men started to strip naked.

Tad missed Ann coming out a few moments later, totally naked, the secretary had helped her shave her pussy bald, and had put a bondage hood over her head, it had mouth, eye, and nostril holes, and was locked around her neck with a small padlock. “I don’t know why you want me to wear this.” She said. Mr. Peters laughed telling her that it was a sort of tradition, or couldn’t she tell by all the other stains on the mask?” At that moment tad came back with a dolly full of coolers. The men each took an ice cold beer swigging it down, offering none to Ann or Tad. When they finished they tossed the empty cans aside and surrounded Ann. Mr. Peters got on the weight bench and jerked his shaft hard, then he wiggled it like a fishing lure, signaling for Ann to come to him, “Get on top of it, now.”

Ann looked at Tad and said she was sorry, she climbed on top of the bench and I watched her line up her pussy with his cock and slowly lowered her ample ass down, her newly bald cunt lips stretching as tight as her mouth had a few moments ago. Oddly I thought she looked like an obscene mushroom with a black stem.

“Oh fuck! It is filling me up!” she said as she began to bounce up and down on his cock. I could not believe I was watching my mother-in-law impaling herself on a fat black cock. What was I doing at this point as I watched? Jerking my own meat off as slowly as I could, as I watched Mr. Peters suck on her tits hard while she slammed her pussy against his cock.

Tad was getting slowly blown and jerked by the secretary on the side. “It is a shame that your wife’s pussy is going to be so loose afterwards.” She said laughing. “Once she gets that black dick in her she won’t be happy with white anymore.” She said jerking him faster until he popped his load all over her tits making the men laugh.

“Tad I can’t believe you did that.” Ann shrieked across the room even as she bounced up and down on Mr. Peters’ dick. Mr. Peters turned her around so she faced away from him, as one of the other men, wishing to shut her up, came across the room and grabbed her leather hooded head and shoved his cock into her mouth. She made a surprised “Mpphh!” noise as it was shoved none too gently into her mouth.

“You know the problem with you, you talk too much.” The man said as he ruthlessly throat fucked her. The third man came back into the room with a bottle of baby oil. He spilled it over her back and rubbed it in. Then he reached around to her front, lubing her big fat tits. He squeezed them and kneaded them until they were totally covered in that shiny oil. “Oh yeah this is how I like my sluts.” He said, as Mr. Peters had her turn back around without taking his cock out of her, he leaned back on the bench raising her plump ass into the air. The other man went behind her.

“What? You are not going to? Please no!” she said as the camera followed in a close up, the man pulled her butt cheeks apart and then slowly pushed that massive black cock into her pink little asshole. She groaned and begged him no to but he continued to push, his cock bent slightly from the pressure then it slid in with an “Ugh!” on her part.

“Hey what do you think of your wife now?” said the guy ass fucking her. Tad just muttered something as under the secretary’s watch he jerked his meat nice and hard.

After harder pounding than I have ever seen in even the most vile of Euro porn today the two men pulled out of her and jerked their own cum onto her tits as she stood on her knees on the floor in front of them. They made her rub their spunk into her breasts. Then she had to stand up and had to lean over to show her dilated pussy and ass holes.

Then she got onto her knees and sucked all their cocks hard again, I heard her complain about her jaw hurting her. The men laughed and helped her to her feet. They unlaced her bondage mask, opening the pad lock and took it off of her, she thought her torment was over, little did she know it was about to begin.

Mr. Peters went to Tad and gave him another bondage hood to put on his now black fucked wife, Ann protested as he pulled it over her head, but Tad told her he now saw they had no choice. This hood was different as it only had mouth and nostrils, she would be blind, and partial deaf due to the padding. To the side of the room at least twelve more black men entered the room as Tad finished lacing the mask up.  All the men entered the room naked. Tad tried to warn his wife but he was silenced with a hand over his mouth by the secretary who led him to a chair on the side. Once he sat down in the chair she got on top of his cock and slowly rode it as he watched the men encircle his wife.

“What is going on? Tad?” Ann called out to no avail. Two cocks were put in her hands and she started to yank them. Hands groped her tits and played with pussy, rubbing it. She started to moan. “Who is there?” she cried out as she came. Mr. Peters came close to her and told her it did not matter beyond the fact that they were all big and black and she would take care of each and every one of them.

Over the next forty minutes she had every hole stuffed by multiple black cocks. Practically any position you could imagine she was fucked in. A standout moment was when one man held her hips tight and slowly fucked her to the point that she cried and begged for him to ram her hard. She was covered with cum, the mask had dark stains from the loads she took in the face.

Meanwhile, after dumping his load in the horny secretary, the now servile Tad served the men beer in the background and was rewarded by being told to lay down on the floor as the secretary rode his cock again until he came in her, though I could not see the money shot.

Mr. Peters took the bondage hood off of Ann, and she stood in shock as she saw how many men surrounded her. He brought her her glasses, I wondered why, was she going to read something?

Then I realized, as she jerked and pumped each man, all over her tits, face and stomach. Some of the guys stood around jerking themselves off and letting her finish them off. One or two insisted she hold her mouth open and shot their loads off into it, though she clearly did not like it she did as they said, which made the scene even hotter in my opinion.

I watched the cum drip off her face and glasses, she seemed nearly ready to cry, then came part two, Mr. Peters said to her, “Now let us clean you off. You are after all quite a mess.” The guys surrounded her and Mr. Peters pissed in her face, followed by the other men. The urine hit her glasses washing some, but not all the spunk off of her. Even Tad joined the line. When they were done she really was crying, and I don’t think she was acting.

The men left after moving the bench away. Tad helped her up as the secretary turned on the actual shower. Stepping off camera she came back with some soap and started to wash Ann off as Tad watched. The secretary soaped Ann’s fat tits, I hoped it would turn into a lesbian scene but it did not. Tad held her saying it was all over. Ann asked where her clothes were, and off camera we could hear Mr. Peters clear his throat.

In another room, that looked like a dressing room Ann asked for her clothes back. Mr. Peters laughed and said he had some new clothing for her, and he had one more task for her.  The secretary handed her her clothing consisting of a short black plastic looking skirt, a tube top, high heels, so high she could barely walk in them. The secretary teased her hair out, and helped her to apply way too heavy makeup. Mr. Peters told her she now looked like the whore she was and she agreed. Tad, to his humiliation got a pair of way too short and tight denim cutoffs and a pink “I Love (with the heart) New York” tee shirt.

“Now walk down to this address I have a gift for you.” He said handing her a card. “Two things, you are never to mention this evening or return to this building, and if I hear you did go to pick up your gift the deal is off.” Mr. Peters said swatting her fat ass in the tight skirt.

A cameral followed them as they walked down two long avenue blocks getting whistles and odd looks. They turned down a side street and entered a building. The film picked up in what I thought was, or could have been, a dental office. An older black man came out and looked at the card and smiled at her. “Sit in the chair and pull down that top.” He said.

Ann got into the chair as the man went into a draw and pulled out several items, he put them on a tray next to her. He took some white powder and applied it to her nipple, which hardened immediately, she complained her nipple felt numb. “Wait what are you….” She said as he used a needle to pierce her nipple, he then slid the ring into place, a heavy one by the way her nipple sagged, and locked it in place. He cleaned up the blood. Then she pulled her tube top back up.

“Mr. Peters says he will be checking at work to make sure that that is in as a reminder of tonight.” Ann turned to go, but the man cleared his throat, “You still owe me for the ring.” He said unzipping his pants, she sighed and got onto her knees. Did she really blow him? I don’t know, as the camera cut to them in a cab driving home.

The last bit of the tape had her overdubbed saying how sore her pussy was. The tape cut to a game show.  I rewound the tape and started to copy it onto a DVD. Then I threw the towel I had jerked off on into the laundry hamper.  The bigger question was what should I do? Confront Ann? Say nothing? Tad had left her a few years ago for a younger Asian woman he had met in his store. I would have to give it some thought.  The one thing that made me chuckle was that out of all the lame gifts she had ever bought me, this tape was the only one that was worth the while.

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