I stood there….staring at his huge cock ….while my wife introduced us !! Honey this is Albert. Abert…this my husband….Steve. As my wife introduced us….she reached over and grabbed Albert’s huge cock !! And this….giggled my wife….is Mr. Goober !!! As I watched …my wife leaned over and kissed and sucked on Albert’s huge nigger cock !! Albert just calmly sipped his drink and smiled at me !!! I just stood there….watching my wife suck off Albert. Finally my wife stopped sucking on her nigger’s big cock and looked up at me….and said.”I told you he was big”!! Wanna see his big cock in my pussy ?? I just stood there…..shocked. I had never heard my wife talk like that before !! She got up and grabbed my hand and told me to sit on the edge of the bed. I did. Then she climbed on the bed and straddled Albert’s big …hard cock and grabbed it….guiding it up to her pussy !!! She grabbed my hand and said…Feel my pussy…it’s soaking wet !!

I didn’t move …so she grabbed my hand and guided it to her pussy. I stuck my fingers up inside her and was amazed at how wet she was !!! I felt Albert’s big cock against my hand as my wife began to stuff the huge cock into her pussy !! Help me….begged my wife …as she tried to guide Albert’s big tool into her cunt. Hold him for me baby….hold his big fucking nigger cock so I can ride the shit out of him !!! I grabbed Albert’s huge cock and was stunned at how large it felt in my hand !!! Use both hands Baby…use both hands and hold him real tight …cos I’m gonna fuck the shit outta him !!! I reached my other hand over and grabbed onto the fat nigger cock and it felt like I had a hold of someone’s arm !!! Fuck him baby….fuck this nigger’s fat cock…I grunted ..as I watched Albert’s thick black cock disappear up my wife’s wide stretched pussy !!!

Down..down…down she slid onto that thick black nigger cock ..until her pussy lips were pressed hard agaist my hands !!! I had a hold of 8 inches of nigger cock and there had to be at least another 8 inches up my wife’s pussy !!! This nigger had to have 16 inches of cock !! My wife’s pussy was stretched so tight it looked like it was gonna rip !!! Move your hands baby..I want all of it !!! I moved my hands out of the way and watched my little 5 ft 4 inch wife take all 16 inches of her nigger boyfriends huge cock !!! She started fucking him like crazy !! Up and down .up and down !!! My cock was rock hard as I jacked off like a crazed pervert !!! Just as my wife began to scream that she was cumming..I shot my wadd all the way across the room !!! I shot off over a dozen spurts of cum and splashed a nasty trail of goo from the bed to the wall !! I was finished.my cock was done for the night. But Alberts cock was still rock hard and as big as ever !!! I watched him fuck my wife for over an hour !! Then my wife sucked him off until.finally..he came !!! He had gone for over 3 hours ..without cumming !!!

That night.after Albert left .I asked my wife where she had met Albert. “I thought you knew” .she said . He’s your mothers old boyfriend !!! What !!! My mothers old boyfriend !!??? My mother fucks niggers ???!!! Yeah..she’s crazy about big black cock.said my wife. I thought for a minute..Well..if she’s crazy about big black cock.then why did she let you have him ?? What.asked my wife?? You said he was her old boyfriend.right. Yeah. Well why did she introduce you to him..how come she let you have him?? Oh !! Cos she found herself an even bigger dicked nigger !!! Bigger !!! Oh fucking shit !!! Yeah.I’ve met him..he’s really hung !!! You mean you’ve already sucked him off too !! Well of course silly !!! Your moms getting a little on the older side..she needs my help in her old age !!! I kissed my wife and said ” No wonder Mom told me to marry you…good night…

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My wife and I have always been fairly open-minded when it comes to sex. We like to  party at dance clubs. We often go our separate ways once we get to the club.  This  affords both of us the opportunity to meet new people.  One of my favorite things to do  when we go dancing is to watch Pam dance and flirt with other men.  Occasionally  things go a bit further than just flirting, (especially for Pam, who seems to get plenty of  attention from other men).  She has done some wild things over the years, but nothing  like what happened to us one Friday night a couple of months ago!

We were at a club that had a dance floor upstairs and a game room in the basement.   Pam looked great, as always.  She’s 5′ 10″ tall and measures 38-27-38.  Few people  believe that she’s 40 years old.  She especially seems to attract a lot of younger men.   On this particular night she was wearing a low-cut black top that showed ample  cleavage  (and she has ample cleavage to show), and a pair of tight fitting jeans.

When we arrived I went strait to the bar and got us both a drink.  I handed Pam her  drink and headed downstairs to the pool tables.  Pam was already engaged in a lively  conversation with a couple of tall black men.  I couldn’t help but notice both men staring  at Pam’s tits as they talked.  I’m sure Pam noticed as well.

I played pool and did Tequila shooters for about two hours.  I was feeling pretty good  when I headed upstairs for the dance floor to find my wife.  Anticipating what she might  be up to, I entered the room as inconspicuously as possible.  Sure enough, she was on  the dance floor with one of the men I had seen her with earlier.  They were booth really  moving with the beat of the music.  I could see Pam’s long, blonde hair sticking to the  back of her sweaty neck as she danced.  When the music stopped Pam threw her arms  around the guy and planted a big, deep kiss on him.  They headed back to a table  where the other man was sitting and sat down.  I walked over to the table and sat down.   Pam introduced me to Pat, (her dance partner) and Jason.  It turns out they were in  town on a ski trip.  We chatted for a while, had another drink and then Pam told Pat that  she wanted to go downstairs and play air hockey.  I excused myself to go to the  restroom, giving Pam some space and to see what would happen.

When I went down to the game room, I used the back stairs.  What I found in the  staircase surprised me.  Pam, making out with Jason.  Jason, not Pat.  She was  obviously having a good time tonight.  I stood quietly at the top of the stairs looking  down at the two of them.  Jason had Pam backed up against the wall and was kissing  her.  Pam was holding the back of his head with her left hand, pulling his mouth to hers.   I could see her right hand massaging his dick through his pants.

They eventually broke their embrace and headed into the game room.  I followed them  down and brought another round of drinks over to the air hockey table.  Pam always  wins at air hockey, perhaps because the men she plays against can’t keep their eyes off  her big tits which are easy to see in her low-cut top as she leans over the table.  Each  time she would win a game, she would treat the lucky “looser” to a big, wet kiss while  the other men around the table cheer her on.  I just sort of blended in with the crowd.

When it was time for the bar to close we realized we had missed the last train out of  town.  I was about to ask the bartender to call a cab when Jason invited us to spend the  night at their hotel.  My mind began to race at the possibilities.  Pam was reluctant at  first but was not looking forward to dealing with the trip home so she agreed.

When we got to the hotel room, we all felt somewhat awkward.  Pat said “you take my  bed, I’ll sleeep on the couch”.  I decided it was time to take a bold step.  As Pam walked  towards the bed I jumped in front of her and planted a  long, deep kiss on her.  Between  the booze and all the “playing” she had been doing she seemed pretty aroused and  responded to me passionately.  After we kissed I wispered “I’ll be right back” and  headed into the bathroom.  Jason, who had walked up behind us while we were kissing  grabbed Pam by the waist and turned her around as I walked by him.

When I came out of the bathroom, Pam was lying on her back on the bed.  Jason was  laying beside her.  They were still kissing.  I lay down on the other bed to see what was  going to happen.  As soon as Pat saw I was not going to protest, he joined the others on  the bed.  Pam flinched when Pat started massaging her tits.  I could see and hear her  giggle as the two men worked her over.  Pat worked his way down her body and  unzipped her jeans.  Pam arched her hips and helped him remove her pants.  As soon  as he had her pants off, Pat dove right in and began eating her pussy.  Jason stood up  allowing Pam to pay more attention to Pat working her pussy.  She guided his head with  her hands, arching her back and pushing her pelvis against his face.  Jason watched  the two of them while he undressed.  When he was naked, he dangled his big, black  cock in front of Pam’s face.  Pam turned her head towards him, grabbed his cock and  started sucking.  Jason supported the weight of her head in his hands while she blew  him.

After observing the excellent blow job Jason was receiving, I turned my attention back  to Pat.  He had taken off his clothes and was standing at the foot of the bed watching  and stroking his cock.  He walked around the opposite side of the bed from Jason and  kneeled along side of Pam’s head, blocking my view.  I saw Pam’s hands grabbing  Pat’s ass checks and could see her head bobbing up and down his shaft.  I could hear  her struggling to get as much of it into her mouth as possible.  I say Jason opening a  package of condoms and rolling one over his rock-hard shaft will he watched.  Pam sat  up on the bed and removed her shirt.  She was now naked except for her black bra.  Pat  sat at the head of the bed and guided Pam’s face back into his lap.  She was now on all  fours and began deep-throating Pat again, her big white ass pointing up at Jason.   Jason moved in behind her and pressed the head of his dick against her cunt-lips.  She  threw her head back in ecstasy and let out a gasp as he pushed forward and entered  her.  It took Jason only a few strokes to completely impale her on his big, black dick.  He  started fucking her at a slow and steady pace.

As Pam got used to his rhythm she was able to return to sucking on Pat’s cock.   As  Jason slammed into her I could see her white ass-flesh jiggling.  Pat reached behind her  and unfastened her black bra, allowing her big jugs to bounce free.  He grabbed two  handfuls and started to kneed them while she sucked his cock.  As he pinched and  twisted her nipples she spit out his cock gasped, “Oh Fuck” and had her first orgasm.

As her climax subsided, she lay her head on the mattress along side of Pat facing me.   Her eyes were closed and Jason kept pounding her pussy, driving her shoulders into  the matress.  Pat sat beside her and rolled a rubber over the length of his well-sucked  cock.  Jason was holding her hips and pulling her up and down the lenth of his cock.   His hips were slapping hard against her ass with every stroke.  She began to moan and  Jason’s relentless pounding made her voice bouncy.  I couldn’t belive how hard he was  fucking into her when he let out a growl, slammed into her hard and started coming.  He  collapsed on top of her breathing heavily, his body covered with sweat.

Pat then motioned for Jason to move away.  Jason climbed off the bed, went to the mini  bar grabbed two beers, opened them and brought one to me.  I could se his semi-hard  cock, still encased in a condom dangling in front of me.  The condom was glistening,  covered with my wife’s pussy juice.  He took the used rubber off tossed it into the trash  and sat in the chair at the foot of the bed to drink his beer and watch.  Pat lay down  along side of Pam and whispered something in her ear.  She crawled on top of him and  kissed him again passionately.  She then straddled his big, black cock and guided it into  her just-fucked pussy.  As she eased herself down onto his swollen manhood, I saw my  beautiful wife’s face grimace.  Pat was somewhat bigger than Jason and she had a bit  of trouble taking him at first.  Finally he was completely inside of her.  She had her  hands wrapped around his neck and they continued to kiss passionately.  Pam began to  rock on his cock while they kissed.  She then raised up on her hands and knees and  started bouncing up and down on his cock, her big white tits flopping around like crazy.   She raised herself a little higher and let her boobs dangle in Pats face.  He grabbed her  tits and started pinching and sucking on her nipples.  I know from experience that this  drives her crazy.  She started bouncing harder and moaning as Pat continued to suck  and maul her tits.  He started thrusting his hips upward meeting her down strokes.  Pam  went nuts.  “Oh God. Your sooo deep.  Come on, Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh yea,  that’s it, don’t ever stop fucking me.  Come on give it to me baby.  The headboard of the  bed was pounding against the wall.  The picture above the nightstand fell to the floor  with a crash, but the two of them didn’t even notice.  Pam was coming now.  I don’t ever  remember her coming so hard or long.  As her orgasm subsided and she started to  relax on top of him, Pat wrapped his arms around her waist and stated pounding up into  her.  He let out a groan as he came.

It was my turn now.  I was so turned on I was ready to burst.  I had removed my clothes  so I walked over to the bed where Pam was lying on her back.  I poked my cock at her  mouth.  Her lips opened and she took me in.  She sucked on my cock but she was  completely spent.  It was more a matter of me fucking her mouth, which was great by  me.  However, after a couple of minutes, she turned her head away, allowing my cock  to pop out of her mouth.  I immediately got between her legs and stuck my cock into her  pussy.  The feeling was incredible.  Her pussy had just been fucked by two studs, both  who were bigger than me.  I could feel the walls of her pussy against my cock but there  was almost no friction.

After enjoying her well-fucked cunt for a few minutes, I straddled her chest and slid my  dick in between her big tits.  Her nipples were bright red and swollen.  I could see Pat’s  handprints on them.  There was even a bright purple love bite just below one of her  nipples.  Without saying a word, Pam squoze her tits together around my cock while I  tit-fucked her.  I love to fuck her big 36C’s.  It only took a minute and I was coming.  I  squirted come on her neck and chin.  I wanted to hose her tits but having my dick  sandwiched between her boobs just felt too good.  My load ended up all over her neck  and in her hair.

I lay on the bed beside her but there really wasn’t room.  I got up only to find Jason  passed out on the other bed.  I grabbed a blanket out of the closet, wrapped up and fell  asleep in the chair.

It was still dark outside when I was awakened.  The noise that woke me was coming  from the bed my wife was in.  I looked over and say Pat and Jason were double- teaming her again.  Jason was lying on his back with Pam straddling him, ridding his  cock.  Pat was standing on the bed in front of her, holding two fistfuls of her long blonde  hair and fucking her mouth.  The bed was again banging against the wall and  squeaking.  Jason was sucking her big white tits while she fucked him.  Pat was  whispering “Yeah, suck that cock baby.  Oh god, that feels good.”  All of a sudden Pam  arched her back and moaned.  She was coming.  Pat held her hair tightly.  Jason had  let her tits go when she arched her back upwards.  He just lay there looking up at her  big melons.  Smack! He reached up and slapped one of her tits hard with his open  palm.  Pam jumped and mumbled something I couldn’t understand as her mouth was  stuffed with Pats cock.  Smack, he slapped her tit again.  It bounced from side to side.   Four times in all, he slapped her tit leaving a bright red handprint on it.  He then reached  around and grabbed two big handfuls of her big white ass and started rocking it back  and forth.  At the same time he was thrusting his hips upward, fucking in and out of her  pussy.  I could see her juices coating the condom that encased his big black rod.

Jason was ramming her so herd her head was hitting Pat in the stomach.  Pat let go of  her hair and withdrew his cock.  I could hear her gasping for air while Jason continued  to fuck her brains out.  She fell forward mashing her tits against his chest as he started  to come.  He held her ass tightly, poked his dick in and out of her pussy three or four  more times and let his arms fall to his sides.

Pat took Pam’s arm, holding her at the wrist and led her over to the other bed.  They lay  down together and began to kiss and make out.  Pat crawled in between her legs and  guided his cock into her pussy.  Once again there was significant resistance despite all  the fucking she had already taken.  He slowly pushed inch after inch of his big black  cock into her pussy right in front of my eyes.  Pretty soon his cock was completely  buried in my wife’s pussy.  They just lay there in the missionary position, motionless for  a couple of minutes.  Once Pam had adjusted to his size, Pat started sawing in and out  of her pussy.  Pam had her arms and legs wrapped around his body as they screwed.   Pat was pinching and teasing Pam’s nipples, sucking on her neck, kissing her all over,  generally making love to my wife.

I was feeling left out so I walked over to the side of the bed.  As I got closer, I could hear  Pam’s short heavy breathing.  I crawled on the bed and pointed my erect penis at her  face.  Out of breath, she looked at me and said “Get the fuck out of here” I jumped back  in shock, unable to believe what she had said.  I couldn’t help but feel jealous knowing  how my beautiful wife was putting out for this other man, knowing all to well what a  great lay she was.

Pat started to pick up his pace until he was again pounding her well-fucked pussy.  I  saw Pam’s legs tighten around his waist gripping him like a vise.  Another orgasm!  “Oh  god yes, yes.  Fuck me, fuck me, don’t ever stop fucking me” Pam cried as her body  convulsed below her lover.  Pat continued to pound away at her pussy as she came  down.  Her arms fell at her side and her legs slid if of his sweaty back.  She just kinda  flopped around beneath him as he fucked her ass into the mattress.  Pat Sat up a bit,  lifted her legs onto his shoulders enabling him to penetrate her more deeply and  resumed his assault on her cunt.  He leaned farther forward, pressing Pam’s knees into  her breasts, grabbed both of her wrists and pinned them to the mattress over her head.   The sound of his body slapping against hers was amazing.  He drove his cock into her  harder and harder.  I was sure the bed was going to break.

All of a sudden he released her arms, lunged forward burying his cock inside of her and  unloaded his seed in her unprotected pussy.  His ass quivered as blast after blast of his  come squirted into my wife.  I could hear Pam moaning as he came inside of her.  When  his orgasm subsided he allowed her legs to fall to the bed.  He just lay there on top of  my wife, his sperm leaking out of her cunt and onto the bed.  They again fell asleep in  each other’s arms.

I was the first one to wake up in the morning so I went into the bathroom to shower.   Pam was just sliding her jeans up over her ass when I came out of the bathroom.  She  put her finger so her lips to quiet me.  She wanted to leave before the two men woke.  I  had dressed in the bathroom so I grabbed my shoes and socks while Pam put on her  jacket, picked up her bra, shirt, shoes and socks. We put our shoes on in the lobby and  headed for home.  On the way home Pam asked “Are you mad at me?”  I was pissed off  because she had told me to get the fuck away when she was fucking Pat but, to tell you  the truth, It was a big turn on for me.

Pam has just told me today that she’s pregnant and I had a vasectomy 12 years ago.  I  watched Pat screw her without a condom and said nothing (not that it would have done  any good for me to say anything).

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I had taken the transfer to Raleigh because my wife was bored to death in Roanoke. I’m a hang around the house kind of guy. Not Jean. She loves to shop with her gal friends. She likes to party too. From what I’ve heard, she always had two or three guys on the string in high school and college. It’s no wonder. She is a tall, lovely brunette with exceptionally large, beautifully formed breasts. Her hair hangs eight inches below her neck. She is just lovely.

Is she perfect? Hardly. She loves to spend money. She drinks more then I would like. I’ve mentioned it a few times. Each time we end up in an argument, or she storms out. When she returns, she will be really soused. So, I have just shut up. The upside of her drinking is that when she is gunned, she gets horny and wants me to play, “ride-me-cowboy.”

Some people must wonder, I’m sure, why she married me? I’m Jewish. She is a Baptist. To be frank, we had dated just over two months, when she informed me that she was pregnant. I’m from money, so I have a red Corvette, large boat, and make big money myself. She claimed that her pregnancy was an accident. Maybe it was, or maybe it wasn’t? Anyway we have been hitched for seven years.

After our son started daycare, Jean got a job as a liaison person for Meehan Exporters. I don’t really understand what she or they do, but from what she has said, they make a ton of money doing it. They must. They started her at thirty-five thousand, with a company car, which isn’t too shabby. It is a baby Benz. Whatever she is doing is all right with me. I have never seen her so happy. I do piss and moan that she has to work some nights, and weekends. Can’t say too much. I have to work some evenings and weekends too. We both love to make money.

On a Wednesday, she phoned me at work. “Milton, Diane Ducharne, one of the other liaison persons, has requested that I fly with her to Atlanta to meet with several Japanese buyers, who are in Atlanta for a convention.”

“When will you be back?”

“Not until Saturday afternoon.”

“Will Mrs. White take care of Robby while you are gone?”

“Yes, She will drop him off at the house Saturday at noon.”

“Okay, have a good time. Watch out for those Japanese men? I hear that they have the hots for tall Caucasian women with large boobs.”

“Milton, they will probably be little old men wearing pin stripped suits. I’ll probably be a head taller than they are?”

Back at Meehan Exporters, Diane was speaking to Frank Meehan.

“I have asked Jean to accompany me to Atlanta. Are you sure that you want me to go through with this?”

“You know that I do. Mr. Tamoso and Mr. Hittoso, and their party, have been with you several times. They want a new plaything. When I hired that prostitute, who posed as a housewife, they were on to it right away. They were so pissed that we almost lost their business. They want a housewife, with large tits and a fur-covered pussy, which has hardly been used, for their little bondage games. Those Asians sure do love to fuck a buzzed, tied up women. Christ, I‘d love to see Jean with her tits bound, a ball gage in her mouth, spread eagle on a bed as those little fuckers have at her.”

“Frank, I have told you that Japanese men are no longer little fuckers. Some of those guys are six foot, weigh over two hundred pounds and are very well hung. We may very well lose Jean as an employee after this, I hope you realize?”

“Diane, the private investigator’s report that we got about her, before we hired her, stated that she has a drinking problem. It went on to say that an informant in the Roanoke police department said that several times officers have observed her go into a motel with different men that she has picked up at a local lounge. There is no indication that her husband has any idea about any of this.”

“Frank, Jean has told me that she has had a few affairs. I asked her, “How did you husband handle that?”

Jean said, “Milton is so overworked with his CPA clients that he just nods okay when I tell him that I am to go out. I think sometimes that he wants peace and quiet so he can work at home.”

“I suggest that you tell our friends to act very formal while they ply Jean with some strong drinks. Then, when you think the time is right add some “Love” in her drink. By the time she is aware again, they will have her all tied up. Have our friends tell her that she agreed to have fun with them. When you see her later, you tell her that she sure was having a good time with our friends. And that you were surprised that she agreed to go play with them.”

“How long will they play with her, do you think?”

“No idea? Certainly, it will be all night. How many played with you last March?” “I’m not sure. Part of the time I was blindfolded. At least six. I better get going. Jean and I will be on the Delta flight 1400, 2:45 PM shuttle.

After Diane had left, Frank placed a phone call to Mr. Tamoso filling him on all the details. He then faxed a picture of Jean to him.

Jean was home packing. Her phone rang. “Hello, Jean Robenstien.”

“Jeannie, it’s me. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to come visit.”

Jean thought for a minute. She and her younger sister were buddies. Tricia was a menopause baby, which explains why Jean is nineteen years older than Tricia, who is thirteen. You would never tell her age by looking at her. Like most girls, she has reached her full height at age thirteen. She is tall like Jean, at five feet, eleven inches. She and Jean both have our mothers bust, a full D cup.

Impulsively, Jean said, “Tricia, how would you like a little adventure. I am going to Atlanta on Delta Flight 1400, which originates in Richmond at 1:45 PM. You can make it. I know that there are seats available. We will be returning on Saturday.”

“Oh, wow, that sounds super. Thanks, Sis. I’ll tell Mom, and have her drive me to the airport.”

Jean did not tell Diane, until they were about to sit down on the airplane, that she was bringing her sister. Even then, she did not reveal Tricia’s age.

Diane thought. Damn it, what to hell will I do to get the sister out of the way. Well, hell, I might as well put some “Love” in her drink too. That would give our Japanese friends two sweet things to play with.

Mr. Tomoso, and his partner, Mr. Hittoso, had been in Atlanta for three days. The business that Meehan Exporters knew about was just a front. In behalf of their government, they traveled the world buying oil from exporters who had under-the-table deals, with Saudi Sheiks, that allowed them to buy oil for as much as eight dollars below the world price. In Atlanta, they were working through a middleman by the name of Benny Palmer.

Benny is a piece of work. He is a handsome, tall, black man from a wealth Durham, North Carolina family, whose daddy owns three car dealerships, and an Exxon dealership. It was through Exxon that he had made the contacts that he had. He was the member of a secret group known as, “The White Mice.”

His cut of the deal that he was putting together with Tamoso and Hittoso would be fifty-grand. Not bad for a few phone calls?

As Delta Flight 1400 was on the way to Atlanta, he was in Mr. Tamoso’s hotel room.

Mr. Tamoso wanted to cultivate his relationship with Benny, so he said, “Tonight, we will have a woman available to us to use as we see fit. It would be my honor to give her to you for the evening, after she is properly restrained.”

Benny got a quizzical look on his face. Thinking fast, he remembered that his buddy Gene Dumas, and four of his pals had invited him to Gene’s house. They had planned on going out on the town, but what the hell; a little gangbang might be a lot of fun. He asked, “Is this woman a prostitute?”

Mr. Tomoso stiffened. “It is an unsuspecting housewife, we have been told, and who drinks too much, and thereby can be controlled and used for your satisfaction.”

“Is this a white woman?”

“Yes, a lovely beautiful flower with large bosoms. She has only been with child once. Here is her picture. Have I not accurately described the woman for you?”

Benny, who is usually Mr. Cool, expelled his breath. “Wow, she is some looker. How will you get her under control?”

“She is traveling with a woman who will see to it that she drinks and is given something that will make her very easy to direct.”

“Can you have her brought to 15789 Eagle Way, on the West side of Atlanta?”

“Certainly.”

“Mr. Tamoso, if this works out as I think it will, one of the men that will be with me tonight can get you all the crude that you want at our agreed upon price.”

Mr. Tamoso just smiled.

Gene Dumas was another extremely wealthy, young, black man, whose father owned South Star tankers that flew the flag of Aruba. With the right money under the table, he could arrange almost anything. Benny would do anything to keep in tight with Gene.

Diane got a surprise when she went to Mr. Tamoso’s room. She was told that this Jean would be transported to another location when the time was ripe, and that Mr. Hittoso and he would expect that Diane would present herself for their use after this Jean woman had left.

Jean asked, “how many men will you have visit your room tonight?”

Mr. Tamoso countered her question by saying; “My associates are looking forward to being with you.”

“Mr. Tamoso, Jean has invited her sister to join us. I have no choice but to give her some “Love” also. What will you do with her?”

“That is splendid, my Dear. I am using this Jean as a gift to a person who can be very beneficial to my company. I’m sure that adding another attractive woman for his use will endear him to me. How do you say it? He will owe me?”

There was no mention to Diane that the man or men who would have Jean were black.  Her cover story to Jean that Jean had been friendly with the Japanese, and had gone with them willingly, was shot.

Diane did not realize that Tricia was underage to be in the Hotel Astor’s lounge. Jean had carefully applied her cosmetics so that she appeared much older then she was. Diane, whose mind was wrestling with her own predicament, paid little attention to Tricia.

Diane had quietly paid the bartender one hundred dollars to arrange for all the drinks served to the two women with her to be one hundred fifty proof. By the time that the two Japanese men joined them, both Jean and Tricia were gunned. Ten minutes after “Love:” was added to their drinks, the men announced that they were to take a ride.

By the time that they arrived at 15789 Eagle Way, Jean and Tricia were sitting with their mouths open, and had a silly smile on their faces.

Before the party got to the front door, Gene opened it. All went downstairs to an enormous den. Mr. Matoso ordered Diane, “Take Jean to the end of the hall. Make her comfortable.”

In the bedroom, Jean was rocking back and forth, unaware that Diane was undressing her. Her arms were stretched and secured so that she was on her back in the center of the bed. Her legs were tied so that she could not close them, but they could be raised so that a man could drive all that he is into her unguarded pussy. Diane knew that the men would enjoy fondling her beautiful breasts.

Diane looked around. All the furnishings were top of the line. Soft classical music was piped into each room.  She laughed thinking of Jean listening to Mozart while the man or men played with her. She had only seen one black man. He was impressive, she concluded. She thought that he is about thirty-eight, tall, lean, wearing fine clothes with lots of gold.

Mr. Tamoso, following Gene, guided Tricia to a bedroom at the other end of the spacious home. Gene eyed her. He caught Mr. Tamoso’s eye. Jerking his thumb at Tricia, he asked, “How old?”

To Mr. Tamoso, Caucasian women all looked the same, so he said, “My friend, her sister allowed her to consume alcoholic drinks at the Astor, so she must be of age. You American are so hung up about age. In my country, it is common to arrange for wealthy men to deflower very young girls. For a heft price, of course.”

Both men had been busy removing Tricia’s clothes and tying her to the bed.

When Gene saw her virgin looking body, with the firm, large breasts, as well as her untrimmed cuntal brush, he let out a low whistle. Tricia was watching the men with a crocked smile on her face. Benny pulled her legs apart and gently probed between her cuntal lips. Instantly, he realized that she had to be a virgin. He also realized that if Mr. Tamoso knew that, that she would never have been brought her for the use of he and his friends, so he lied. “She has been well fucked,” he said as Mr. Tamoso walked out of the room.

Soon, Diane was in the back seat of Mr. Tamoso’s limo being driven to her fate. Mr. Tamoso smiled as he said, “Diane, it is time for you to get on your knees and pleasure me.”

She saw that his cock was exposed. When she was in position, he pushed down on the back of her head so that her face was in the hair at the base of his cock, his cock filling her mouth. She wished that she had  more. When she had swallowed his cum, she drank some “Love.” By the time that she was tied to his bed, and was surrounded by seven of his associates, she did not care. “Fuck me,” she whispered.

Gene went upstairs, where his friends waited in the den. “You guys are going to have a time tonight,” he said with a deep chuckle.

He walked them all to Jean’s room. “Here, you guys start with her. There is another one. After I get her loosened up, I come get some of you to have a turn with her.”

None of them were paying the least bit of attention to what Gene was saying. They were all talking at once as they took off their clothes. “Holy shit, Gene. She is beautiful. Look at that body? What a great set of knockers?”

Gene said, “Here is a deck of cards. Each guy draw one. High card goes first.”

Gene turned up the classical music. The “Grand Canyon” suite was playing. Nothing like the theme song of the “Lone Ranger” being played as he enjoyed a virgin.

He entered the room that Tricia was in. After locking the door, he disrobed. He ran his fingers up and down his thick, seven-inch cock. Certainly, it was nothing that would scare the average woman. He was proud of it.  The last white woman that he had fucked was a divorced gal, who had never had children. She had told him that she loved his thickness in her. All he had to do is phone her. She would meet him, just to fuck him. The last time she was over, he invited two of his friends to stop by. By the time they snuck into the house, he was stroking his cock into her the second time.

They said, “gee, baby, you are really hot, how about sharing some of that with us?”

Gene had whispered to her, “You will really enjoy it.”

She opened both arms wide as she spread her legs to accept the next black cock, which was much larger than Gene’s. She had not said a word as she locked her legs just above his ass as he pumped into her.

Now, Gene was between Tricia’s legs, with his tongue lapping up and down her tiny slit. She was squirming from the strange new sensations, yet still unaware of what was to come next. Still the naïve girl.

A black finger felt for her opening.  Slowly Gene ran his index finger in her. There was no opening past the lips as one would find in an older woman who has given birth. He turned his hand over so that he could finger her “G” spot, with his very long fingers. Her hips begin to undulate. Gene sucked the nipple of her tit, as he picked up the speed of her first finger fucking.

Tricia started to moan, as her twat was raised. Gene smiled. It was time to mount her. He was glad that he had thought about setting up his video camera.

His brown body eased forward, as his chest lowered to her. When he was comfortable, he reached under the cheeks of her as to use both hands to separate her cunt lips. The fat head of his cock would not catch on her hole, so he felt for it with his finger. Finding the right spot, he started to push.

Tricia’s moans got louder as the end of his cock slipped past the tight ring guarding her tender insides. He raised himself to look at her face. The look on her face told him that her mind was trying to sort out where she was and what was happening to her. He pushed in deeper. More moaning.

He drove his ass forward, burying himself to the hilt. “Ooohhooo,” she wailed.

Gene smiled. She knows that I’m in her. She may not know how she got here, but she knows that she is being fucked.

He had been patient enough. He allowed his thick cock to enjoy itself, as he swung his ass up and down, and side to side in the classic screwing motion that he knew a woman liked.

Lucid now, Tricia asked, “What are you doing to me?”

“Making you a woman, when a woman has what you have, with beautiful tits, and a tight cunt, it is time for her to become a woman. How does this feel?”

There was no answer, only a continued moaning as Gene’s cock probed her insides, finally to erupt and fill her with his hot sperm. She was not on the pill.

A few minutes later, Gene was hard again. This time his tight hard ass threw his cock into Tricia, hard and fast for twenty minutes. When he was about to cum, he felt her pussy grab his cock, again and again. She juiced up, and her body stiffened. There was no need to say anything. Tricia had just had her first cock-induced orgasm. It was a moment that she would remember all her life. She didn’t like it that she was tied, nor that this was a stranger fucking her. But, she was in wonder of the feeling she had just experienced that had been given to her by this nice smelling, good looking, black man.

She closed her eyes as he got off her. When she opened them again to a new sound there were two more black men beside the bed, each sporting more cock than the last guy, but she did not notice that.

“Please, untie me?”

“Yeah, right. After we play with you for a while. What is your name?”

“Tricia.”

“How old are you?”

“Thirteen.”

“How did you end up here?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, since you’re here, we will do our best to entertain you.”

As he said that, Benny Palmer knee walked to between her legs. He fed his meat into her cum lubricated snatch, which though tight, could not resist the one-eyed, warm, invader.

“Where is my Sister?”

“Down the hall.”

“Does she know I’m here?”

Thinking fast, Benny said, “Sure. She told us to all to get on you to make you a woman.”

“She did?”

“Sure. That is why we are doing this. It is a favor for your Sister. She will come check on you in a while.”

Tricia remembered that when she was on the phone with Jean that Jean had said something about an adventure. She remembered that she had told Jean that her boy friend was pestering her to try sex. But why the restrains?

At that moment Benny thrust the rest of his rod into her. It hurt, but felt good in a strange way. She lifted her pussy just as he drove his rod in with a quick thrust. She was impaled.  She moaned as her pussy clamped hard on the invader. Benny felt the wetness in her tiny pussy as she shook for another orgasm. His balls were so tight that they hurt. He was turned on so, since Gene had told him that they were breaking in a virgin. He exploded, to become the third man to blast his cum into her pussy.

“That a girl. That’s just what your Sister had in mind for you. There are three guys down the hall doing this to her right now. She must be having a good time like you are.”

Tommy Sutton eased his cock in Tricia as all this was said.

Down the hall, Jean had been moved from the bed and tied to a bench, which was just the right height for a man to ease his cock into her ass. Walter James had too much cock for most pussies, but a woman’s ass was bottomless, so once tied, his “Big Walter,” as he called his cock, was eased into Jean’s virgin ass, after working it with his fingers, lubricant and a lot of hard pushing. “Wow, does this feel great,” Walter exclaimed to the others, over the ball-gage muffled complaints from Jean. Gene was having a good time tying ropes tightly around her tits. He also put a dog collar on her. They made her drink another dose of “Love” and then released her.

Little did they know that Jean had an affair with a married man when she was a freshman in College. He would take her to his mountain cabin, got her buzzed, and then would tie her to his bed, where she would be fucked until he could not get it up any more.

The phone rang just as they were about to bend her over a couch to fuck her cunt while another guy head fucked her.

“Gene here.”

It was his younger brother, William, or as Gene called him, “Billy the Kid.”

“You going to the game tomorrow?”

“Naw, having a good time right here.”

“What’s the action, bro?”

“Got as couple of white chicks here that we are fucking.”

“Yo, Man, How about me and two of my friends hopping on over there to share some of the action?”

“How old are your guys?”

“Teddy is eighteen. He has a car. Slammer is fourteen.”

Gene thought. What to hell? The Kid is fifteen. Would be a big thrill for the Kid to hump the tender, white pussy upstairs. The way things are going; we will have them here until Saturday morning. He remembered that Diane had said that they had a flight Saturday afternoon.

“Hop on over, Kid. These ladies will fuck your brains out. He went down the hall to check on Tricia, as Tommy started to fuck Jean.

He gave Tricia, another dose of “Love,” and then untied her. He took her upstairs and tied her onto a sex swing, so that as one guy fucked her, others could head fuck her, or play with her tits.

He wanted to use Jean’s ass, so he returned to the basement and did just that. After having had Walter, there was no discomfort for her as Gene slid deeply into her.

The Kid and his friend arrived. He sent the older guy down to have some fun with Jean. His brother and Slammer, he took up to play with Tricia. Using her hips for leverage, The Kid used the swing to move Tricia back and forth as he plowed into her with a hefty piece of black meat. It was erotic to watch Tricia’s big, firm, D breasts, swing and flop about. Gene thought to himself, you know, if a woman has sensitive breasts, it must put their body on sexual overload when their tits flop around like this. That, of course, is true, and one reason that in many cases, a woman with ponderous tits becomes an easy fuck. Fucking is the only way she can get those puppies dancing all over her chest, while the cock enflames her pussy, giving her a combo of sensations.

Jean knew that. Tricia was learning.

Finally, everyone was fucked out. Everyone crashed, including the women. When Jean woke up just as the dawn was breaking, she went looking for a place to pee. That done, she went looking for her clothes. She found a sleeping Tricia, covered by cum, lying on her back, with her legs wide apart. Cum was running out of her cunt and ass.

For several moments she stood looking at her thirteen-year-old sister. She remembered that when she was twelve that she and two older boys, John Wilson, and Fred Adams went into a fields at night, that had a large hay mound. Sitting on it, John talked her into letting him run his hand down the front of her dungarees to feel where her pussy was. John and Fred were both sixteen, and each told her that they had never seen what a girls pee place looked like.

John could reach the top of her pussy hair, but not where she peed from, so she opened the front of her dungarees. She felt his hand on her privates, but he could not find her slit. Guys, she would later learn, don’t know that a girl’s vagina is nestled between her legs, and not higher as their cock is.

John said, “Damn it Jeannie, do you have a place down there? Take off your pants so we can find it, with your legs open. With your pants and panties on, I can’t find it.”

“You’ll look at my privates.”

“How can we, it is darker than a closet. I can’t even see your face.”

So, Jean took off her dungarees, and panties. She reached down to guide John’s finger to her pee place.

“There,” she said.

John ran his finger around her place. Accidentally, he rubbed her clit several times, causing her to spread her legs further apart. He found her pussy. Boldly, he pushed his finger into it. Frantically, Jean reached to stop him by placing her hand over his. John was so excited that he was about to cum in his pants. He wildly thrust his finger in and out of her little pussy.

Jean finally pulled his hand away from her. Fred’s finger replaced John’s in her. John was now lifting her blouse so he had access to her already C cup breasts. He lies on her to give her a wet kiss, as his hands pawed her full, tender, firm, growing tits. Fred knee walked between her legs with his cock in hand. Her pussy was now wet. She, unlike Tricia, had used tampon, so her pussy did not resist when Fred’s cock caught in her vaginal opening, and he entered her.

Fred had cum in just minutes. He was replaced by John who cum with the third thrust.

Jean had cried for a few minutes. John said to her. “Jeannie, I’m sorry that we went too far. But, you know, we can’t tell a soul. Our parents would ground us all for months, if this gets out.”

Fred said, “I won’t tell anyone at school, if you don’t tell anyone, Jeannie. It will just be between us.”

Jeannie had agreed to keep quiet.

A month later, on another dark night, the neighborhood kids were just hanging out. Fred came to Jeannie’s side. “John and I want you to take a walk with us to the field?”

“I should go in.”

“Jeannie, if you don’t go with us, I will have a friend of mine tell all the guys in school that you are a sex queen.”

“You wouldn’t?”

“See you at the hay mound in ten minutes.”

“She had gone. It was an age-old lesson that she was learning, that men would go to great lengths for some pussy. John, Fred. You can put your hands on my breasts, and down there, but you can’t put yourself in me.”

Neither boy said anything. They just started to paw her breast, and help her out of her pants. At first, she opened her legs just enough for a hand to have access to her pussy. There is a reason why a woman enjoys attention being played to her privates. Jean relaxed. More and more she allowed the boys to spread her legs. When John placed his chest on her, she knew that he was going to fuck her, but now her body wanted it. When Fred followed, she came twice. There was no turning back.

Benny found her standing there. She remembered him from last night. “How did I end up here? She asked.

“You were buzzed. We gave you a ride here. I was afraid that it we left you, that you would be robber, or murdered. Atlanta is a tough town.”

Jean knew that was all bullshit.

Benny took her by the hand and led her to the other bedroom. She knew that he would fuck her. She didn’t care. All six guys fucked her, leaving her spent on the bed.

They then went and all fucked Tricia. Walter James took her in the ass.

Jean and Tricia were returned to the Astor Friday afternoon. Jean booked them on a flight home, leaving Diane to fend for herself.

Gene had contacts all over the East coast. He had carefully recorded the personal information he found in the women’s purses. He faxed what he had, and videos, to a friend in Richmond by the name of Big Ed Thompson, whose son; Ralph is a football player at Richmond High School.

Ralph located Tricia at her school. “Hi, you’re a really neat chick. How about coming to a party Friday night,” the tall, good looking black kid said to Tricia, who stood looking at him, wondering why an older guy like him would want to date her. She was a daring little shit, and the idea of going to a party sure sounded exciting.

“I don’t know… I don’t know if my parent would approve?”

“Whose to tell them. I can meet you in front of Sears. You can tell your folks that you are hanging out with your friends.”

“What time?”

“Eight.”

When they got to the party, there were only three older girls there, and ten guys. Shortly, Tricia was feeling really funny. When the other two girls left, each with a guy, she was alone with eight juniors and seniors from Richmond High. Ralph took her into a bedroom. Her clothes were removed. She was finger fucked, as Ralph ran his ebony hand across the whiteness of her soft stomach that would soon rise and fall as his thick, long cock pushed against the walls of her pussy. Now, fourteen, she was in the full bloom of womanhood. Her breasts are so beautiful. He had been told that several wealthy guys had exploited her in a gangbang down in Atlanta. It was hard to believe; yet he had watched the video of some really cool guys having their way with her.

Tricia had accepted his request for a date. She was here, and she had been given a dose of Love. She had not rebelled as her undressed her. But, she was so beautiful. He concluded that a beautiful woman could be fucked as easy as an average one. Come to think of it, look at J-Lo. Some new guy was in her pants monthly, it seemed.

Ralph pulled her legs apart. On her now, with his full weight of two hundred and sixty pounds, Big Ed’s son was about to taste his first white pussy. His cock was eased, ever so slowly into her, as she squirmed and tried to roll her pussy away from his wrist size cock.  Ralph was young, impatient. He slammed himself into her and fucked and fucked until his rod tingled, felt so good, as his cum was pumped deep into her. As he rolled off, the rest took their turn with her.

Strangely, none of them wanted her twice, now were they interested in having her over to be fucked again.

When Tricia was in high school, it was pretty well known that she was an easy fuck.

When she went to college, no one knew her. She met a nice senior, who fell in love with her. They got married. They had been married for overt a year, when Ralph phoned her. “Hi, Tricia, remember me, Ralph Thompson?”

At first, she did not, so Ralph added, “I’m the black guy that you dated when you were fourteen.”

“Oh, yes, I remember you.”

“Tricia, I am throwing a bachelor party for a friend of mine. I want you to be the entertainment?’

“Ralph, how could you ask me? I’m married.”

“Do you have a computer, on-line?”

“Yes.” “What is your screen name?”

“TriciaB at hotmail.com.”

“An e-mail is coming your way in a few minutes.”

When it did, Alicia clicked on a link that took her to a site that showed movie after movie of she with the guys in Atlanta, as well as the night that she had done Ralph and his friends. The thing that stuck in her mind as she watched was what she could not see or understand when she was on her back being fucked. The movies showed these massive black men, with long drooping cocks that were displayed for the camera, and then the camera shoed her face as then slid home deep within her. Nothing was left to ones imagination, especially when she had an orgasm, or she was giving a blowjob.

In the e-mail, Ralph asked, ‘I’ll bet it would turn your husband’s cock rock hard to watch a couple hours of this?”

She responded, “Where and when?”

Ralph and his friends don’t hit on her often, but at least once a year, she meets with a group of wealthy, good looking, black men for several hours. She doesn’t mind. They have proven to her that they are discrete.

As for Jean, She did not mention her adventure to anyone until, Frank made a mistake and said, “Mr. Tamoso just gave me a huge order, thanks to what you did in Atlanta.”

She blurted out, “What did I do for him?”

The cat was out of the bag, so Frank said, “He gave you to the black guys in return for favors that they are doing for him.”

Pissed, jean said, “So that’s how I ended up with those guys. You must have arranged it, by having Diane get me soused? You are a son-of-a-bitch. I’m out of here.”

They were the only two in the office. Frank took her by the arm. Before you go, I am going to show you my favorite movies, and pictures. By the time that he was finished, and had told her that showing her Milton the movies was an option, Jean just sat there. Finally she asked, “So what now?”

“You are truly beautiful. I want you to leave your husband and come live with me.”

“Screw you? I love my husband. Go to hell. Do what you have to do.” She stormed out of Frank life forever.  Frank sent a hundred pictures showing Jeannie being fucked in every way imaginable, as well as close ups with her cheeks puffed out from a large black cock deeply inserted into her mouth. Other shots showed cum running from her gaping pussy. Six different naked, black men were in one picture on a bed with her. One had his finger in her pussy, as the others beamed at the camera. She was smiling. It was the most damming picture of all.

Jean was out when Milton received the package. When he realized what he had in his hands, he went to his car, and drove off. He needed time to think. After hours at his office he sat thinking for several minutes.

He called his older brother, Tug, a sheriff in Lynchburg Virginia. Tug was a hard-nosed tough, redneck, old style sheriff that did things the old fashion way. He was of a mind that a man was responsible for his wife, and if she got out of line, that stern justice should be administrated. As Sheriff, he ran the county jail with an iron fist. It housed about three hundred and forty black men, and an equal number of white guys.

Tug also knew that some white gals found large black cock to be irritable.

So, my sister-in-law has been playing with our black friends. What? Is she after their cocks? He mused.

“Must be, Tug. We get along okay.”

“I know how to take care of that itch between her legs, if you’re willing to let me have her for a month?”

“What do you have in mind, Tug?”

“You don’t want to know. Just bring her to my office tomorrow. When she is in here, you tell her that you forgot something in the car. Go out and drive home. I’ll bring her home in thirty days. She will be just fine then.”

“Thanks Tug. I knew that you could help.”

The next morning, Tug went into the jail to meet with Lewis Too Tall Jones, the leader of the Black Tigers. “Too Tall, I’m going to give you and your brother a gift, with conditions.”

“Yeah, just what you got, Man?”

“How about a nice white woman for you and all the brothers to use?”

“You yanking me around, Man?” “No, you can have her for a fucking month, with this condition. You or one of your top men watches over her to make sure that no one cuts her up of beats on her. Other then that, keep her out in cell are D, so no one can here her if she puts up a fuss. Keep her clean, well fed, and fuck her twenty-four, seven. If you want, sell her to anyone that you want to, but somebody has to watch her.”

“I like that Man.”

“Too Tall, don’t make any mistakes. If she gets hurt or cut, I’ll come down like a ton of bricks on everybody.

It was a long thirty days for Jean. Tug came to the door with her. After they were in the house, Tug said to Milton, “She has something to tell you.”

“I’ll do anything you want me to, Milton.”

“You want to fuck her Tug.”

“Already have twice today, Brother.”

“Well then, Jean, take off your clothes, and give me a long blow job.”

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My wife and I got married two weeks after she graduated high school. L is a real cutie, 5 foot 4 and 100 pounds, she has 34 B tits and the best legs I have seen on a woman. I’m a leg man and thats what first attracted me to her. She is also blue eyed and blonde. Any way we got married in 1977 , back then there wasn’t any video cameras , at best we had 8mm movies.
I bought a few “porno” films and we would catch a buzz and watch them together. I would sometimes make a comment about how big the actors dick was , or how hard he was fucking his costar. My wife was watching and she did get wet but she never shared in my commnets.
On night after we had fucked and showered we where laying in the den on the couch watching TV , I had my head in her lap. Out of the blue I asked her if she ever thought of fucking another guy. Being the “good wife” she said NO, I could never do that. I said I think it would be sexy, her look made me drop the subject.
Over the next few months when we would get all relaxed and watch a film I’d bring it up again, She never came around, or so I thought.
She was expecting our son and at 6 months she was kinna big, We couldn’t have sex due to it hurt her ,so I felt sorry for her and booked a trip to the Tennessee mountians to get away and have some fun. We did all the fun things a 6 month pregnant woman could do. We loaded up and started for home. On the ride home I told her I was horney as HELL and need some releaf , she said why don’t you masterbate?
I said even though it’s dark , I’m driving and I couldn’t get off with out something to help me. Oh yeah she said and pulled off her sirt and pulled the cups of her bra down under her tits. The 34 B’s where getting bigger because of the pregnancy , and the nipples where darker. I said that might help , and pulled out my dick and started working on it. After 30 minutes I was still soft due to I couldn’t keep my eyes on the road , or on the tits long enough.
I said this isn’t going to work, I’m going to stop, she felt bad for me and said if I tell you a story would that help?
I sat there holding on to my soft little buddy. I looked over and what kind of story? She said it’s the kind that will make you come ,guarateed. Oh yeah ? Lets her it, she said start jerking off. I started rubbing and she started out telling me about the time I worked at my shop till 1am right after we where married.
I said yeah why? She told me a buddy of mine ( I’ll call him Keith ) came by looking for me. She said she walked out on the portch to let him know I wasn’t there, it’s was kind of cool and as they talked she would shiver ever so often. She said Keith pulled her to him and hugged her , he said to keep her warm. Well he must have liked the little shorts and t-shirt with no bra look because she she she could feel a hard on on his leg. She said that is a nice sized hard on you have , Keith said you want to see it? They went in the house and that was the first time she fucked another guy.
I was pounding away at my now ridgid dick. I said is that the only time you two fucked? She said no they had been doing it every Wednesday night that I went out with my buddy. Right then I got this thought. And without thinking I said are you sure that baby is mine? I know it was STUPID, well she started crying and said yes it’s your I know for a fact. Keith had always wore a condom. I got her calmed down and asked for her to keep talking I loved what I was hearing. She told me she had continued fucking Keith even after she had cut me off. I asked her why and she told me that much fucking hurt and since his dick was a lot bigger than mine she picked him to keep fucking. This was the first time she had ever “put me down” and I shot off when she did it.
When we got home and unpacked I told her I wanted to fuck.
She said no. I begged her, but she said Keith was coming over tomorrow while I was at work and she wanted to be clean for him and it was to late to take a shower.
I couldn’t rest all night and all next day at work all I could think of was her and him fucking in my bed!
I closed up a tad early and sent my guys home so I could haul ass home. When I got home supper was ready and everything looked normal. I said to my wife as I headed into the kitchen I’m glad supper is ready I’m hungry. I really wanted to say TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT!! But I played it cool. After eatting I said I need a shower and got up and started down the hall to the bathroom. I started to close the door but my wife was in the door way, I asked her if she needed to use the restroom? She said no I need a shower too. She started pulling off her cloths, that big pregnant belly sticking out hid her womanhood.
I turned on the hot water and we got in the shower, FIRST thing she did was wash herself down there. I acted as if I didn’t notice. With my back to her ( the only way I could do this ) I asked did Keith come by today? She said yeah he had just left about 10 minutes before you got home. I turned around and said well if he was that late getting over here you could have gotten a shower this morning and I could have got some pussy last night. I was almost pissed! She said who said he was late? I couldn’t beleave it ..I said he spent the whole day over here? She said yeah why? I spouted off with “what could you have done for 10 hours “? She said what do you think we did? We fucked. For ten hours, I said She said don’t be silly I had to get supper started so we stopped or a little bit.
I didn’t know what I was right then, pissed ( well a little ) horney ( well alot ) and even sad. So I said well is it to much to ask for some tonight? She told me NO, her pussy was sore and she wasn’t doing anything but going to bed. That’s when I started thinking what have I done? I didn’t know it way back then but I what I had done was cuckold myself.
After our son was born , I was like any new father..I couldn’t wait for that thing to heal so I could get some. Hell after all I hadn’t even seen her pussy for just over five months. One night in bed I asked if she was feeling well enough for a little sex? She said yeah I know it’s OK to fuck now. I said how do you know? She said she had gone over to Keith’s house today while his wife was at work and they had fucked a few times.
Damn it…I thought, I wanted to get that first pussy after the baby was born. Well I crawled on her and slid my dick in, oh no ,eather it was the baby or Keith’s bigger dick, but that tight little pussy I loved was gone! She even said something, are you OK she asked? I said yeah why? She said I can’t feel you at all. Why are you so wet I asked , are you that horney? With an almost laugh she said no dummy, Keith went bare back and I didn’t clean up. I said so I’m in his stuff? She said you sure are, how do you like it? Just then I blew a wad. It was a mixture of the first time in 5 months and hearing her say that.
I have rambled on , but this was how it started. From then on Keith always went bare back and I learned about “Creamy pies”. On some nights when he could get away from his wife they would go out and fuck. I always tried to be awake when she got home but the first time I wasn’t awake she got naked and sat on my face with her sloppy pussy. That was the first time I tasted cum…it wasn’t that bad. So on the nights she did go out I would act and rest when she came in so I could eat her sloppy pie. They carried on for 3 years then he just stopped coming by. It was almost a year before she got some stange, but she made up for it at her birthday party. Thats another story and another time.

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My name is Betsy and I am a 33 year old SWF, and what I am about to recall was back when I was a 18 year old senior in HS.  I currently live and work in Pittsburgh but born and raised in Harrison burg, VA.  Let me now turn back to those school girl days.

I was always an athletic person.  My father ran a construction company, and the way I used to jump on my father’s bulldozers, he told me that I would one day be a gymnast.  By the time I was in middle school, gymnastics was my dream.  The bad part however was my HS did not have a gymnastic program.  But at 5′ and 100 pounds, I could do handsprings across the gym floor.  I was known as the green eyed pigtail tail tumbler.

I planned on studying law in college and be on the gymnastics team. So to improve my skills, Uncle Stew hired a well known gymnastics trainer to help me.

The trainer’s name was Mr. Arboreal, early 40′s and he arrived in April to give me weekly training sessions at a park near my home.  I, of course came dressed in my little top and shorts as he taught me the basics of tumbling.  I was nervous and did not do as well as I wanted, but Mr. A was a nice and patient man as he spotted me as I tumbled in a little corner of the park.  Our water breaks were full of conversation and gymnastics, college and my law career.  Both of my older brothers were now successful lawyers and their little sister wanted to follow in their footsteps.  The highlight of our workouts was when my boyfriend Danny would stop by and watch my progress.

After a month of our sessions, I began to find it strange that Mr. A would talk about personal things during our breaks.  Things like what kind of guys I liked and I thought it may be leading up to he and I.   But as the talks continued, he was asking if I liked black guys.  He was a white man and I found it strange that he would want to discuss interracial subjects.  Knowing that one day I would be an attorney, my defense was that Danny was my boyfriend and although I had several black male friends at HS, I was not interested in meeting any black guys, something that Danny would not appreciate.

In May, Mr. A invited me to the athletic banquet in Pittsburgh, and I was elated and honored to attend, knowing I would see and meet many noted college gymnasts  My mother bought be a beautiful long green formal, and I was off in my white 1989 Grand Am for the Steel City.

The banquet was in the beautiful outside garden at the Pittsburgh Hilton and Mr. A had a table reserved for us as we sat with other college gymnasts.  One was David, a handsome black ex college gymnast and I loved the evening talking gymnastics with him.  I was recognized as a recruit and I just wished my family could have been there.

Afterward, Mr. A asked if I wanted to work out with David and I was happy and said yes.  We went to a empty gym on the north side of town where David handed me a top and shorts and showed me where I could get out of my green formal  gown and display to him my tumbling ability. Both the top and the shorts were about 2 sizes too small, but I managed to squeeze into them, where I joined David and Mr. A on the mats.  As a small person, I do not have large breasts, but what I had was bulging in my tiny top and shorts.  For an hour, I tumbled and David spotted me and gave me helpful pointers.

As I sat down for a water break, David began to tell me how cute I was and my body was perfect.  “What do you mean by perfect?” I asked as Mr. A sat quiet and I felt embarrassed.

“Betsy, have you ever been with a black man?” David asked as I felt more embarrassed.

“What is this all about?” I asked as Mr. A gave me a funny stare.

“Betsy,” David said.  “I know you are just a small town girl, and as an expert, I can tell you that you do not have what it takes to be a college gymnast.  But if you were to have sex with me, I can see that you are placed on an All Star gymnastic team in this area.”

“What do you mean?” I asked in shock.  “Mr. A, you told me I had a chance!  Are you behind this?”

“Let’s stop beating around the bush!” David said a he pulled off his shirt and sweats.  “I got a hot, black chest that every white female gymnast loves to sink their teeth in.  And I also have a nice black dick that little white gymnasts love to suck and fuck.  Betsy, let me see just how pretty you are.  Naked!”

“What are you doing?” I asked as this black guy I trusted lifted my yellow top over my head.

“Look at those little white baby tits!” David said as his hands were all over my chest.  “You’re built flat like a gymnast, just like a kid, except you are 18.  But I bet those little tits taste sweet.”

“Don’t do this,” I said as he began to lick and suck my breasts.  “Mr. A, how could you?”

“I’m sorry, Betsy,” Mr. A said as a black guy was sucking my breasts.  “But its college, Betsy dear.  When you get to college, you are going to have black cocks after you and inside that little white body of yours.  David can help you make a gymnastics team, but not without a price.”

“I can’t believe this,” I said as David pulled down my green shorts and panties.  “I don’t want sex!”

“I hear you have a white boyfriend,” David said as he looked at my vagina.  “Has he ever sucked your pussy, Betsy?  I love to suck little white girl’s pussies. I can make you hot to do things, baby!”

“I don’t want this!” I said as David lay me on the floor and opened my legs.  “I don’t want this!”

“Look at that little red, ripe pussy,” David said as his black fingers fondled my vagina.

“Ooh!” I moaned as I felt his tongue enter my privates.  “Oh gosh, I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Oh you taste good,” David said as he licked me.  “A little taste of pee and sweat, but a good pussy to eat. Let me work on that little red teenage clit.”

“Oh my gosh,” I moaned..  “What are you doing to me?  Ooh gosh!”

“You like it, don’t you baby?” David said as he continued to perform oral sex on me.  “I am priming you for this hard black dick.  All white girls fuck blacks when they get to college.  I’m just breaking you in for all those big college cocks who will split that little body the next 4 years.”

I did not want intercourse, especially with a strange black guy, but I had never been done oral before and although I knew it was wrong, his tongue made me hot and I was also afraid to fight or say no.

“I want you to use a condom,” Mr. A told David.  “I told her mother I would look out  for her, so I do not want to bring her home knocked up by a black guy.”

As I lay naked on the gym mat as I watched this black David apply a condom to his black erection.  He was not a big black guy, but still he was black and Danny would be so hurt if he knew.

“Oh, you are hot and ready for some black dick,” David said as he got on top of me.  “Your boyfriend is not going to find out and you are going like your first black dick.”

“Uh shit!” I cried as David entered me.  Luckily the condom was well lubed, but it still hurt.

“Oh you are tight and sweet!” David said as he drove his black 6” dick in my vagina.  “Betsy, once you go black, you ain’t ever going to go back to that white boyfriend of yours!”

For the next 15 minutes I had sex with a black guy.  It felt good, but I still was scared and ashamed plus to have Mr. A watching.  I did not orgasm, but faked it so David would stop.

“Oh shit!” David yelled as he pulled his penis and removed the condom.  “I am going to shoot cum on that tight little tummy!”

I watched as his warm sperm shot all over my tummy and navel.  “You fucked your first black guy good, Betsy,” he laughed.   “Now to hold up my end of the bargain, I am going to give you the address of a Pittsburgh gym.  I want you to go there in August and there will be a place on their gymnastics team.  You did good, baby!”

Needless to say, I was mad at Mr. A, and no mood to speak to him as I went to my hotel room and drove back to Virginia the next day.

My bother, Christopher was a successful lawyer and I knew I had a sex case if I wanted to pursue it, but to spare my family and face the community, I chose not to pursue it.

After what transpired, I had no more interest in gymnastics, thus I spent 4 years in Pittsburgh where I graduated with honors in Political Science.  Two years later, I graduated from law school, never had sex with anyone and decided to join a law practice in Pittsburgh.

A year later, I ran and was elected Prosecuting Attorney in a county near Pittsburgh.  Danny and I had long broken up,  I was not dating and decided to devote my time to my law practice on being the best PA I could be.

Over the next few years I had the privilege and nightmare to preside over some very high profile cases.  A few crazy cases.  And as you may expect, I saw many sex abuse cases.  And my job was to present the prosecution and bring these pigs down and see them behind bars.  And not to become racial, but many of these sex praetors were African American men.  I helped put a black 44 year old college professor behind bars for giving his innocent 18 year old  female-student top grades in exchange for vaginal and anal intercourse.  A innocent 30 year old white house wife sexed by 2 black men only one day after giving birth to a baby girl.  And one can imagine what they did to her body with their well endowed erections and to her milk swollen nipples.  I also helped see a young black contractor see prison for repeatedly raping a 60 year old white widow, while her mentally retarded son was made to watch.  None were pretty, but mind you, I saw and helped imprison many white offenders as well.

I was not only sick of what David did to me back when I was 18 years of age, but sick of black men in general. But at the same time I was beginning to get mixed vibes as well.  While I found these over sexed black men humanly disgusting, I also was becoming secretly and sexually aroused of what I saw and prosecuted.  You must remember that I had once had a black cock myself, and I was beginning to have weird and unwanted fantasies of trying a black cock again myself.  Black men disgusted me in the court room and disgusted me as soon as I walked in my empty apartment after work, but in the shower, as the warm water ran over my naked body, I would imagine one, two or perhaps more naked black men in the shower with me as I eyed and lusted for their long black cocks.  But prominent white female prosecuting attorneys do not think this way, right?  Right!  But more than  I wish to recall, I had dreams while I slept of fondling, stroking and even sucking many of the black men that I helped send to prison.  I would then take cold showers and tell myself this was not sane, healthy or or practical  All that year I continued to secretly lust for many black sex offenders I help behind bars.

By the end of that year, I knew I wanted to try sex again with an African American male. I did not care how old her was, what he looked like, or even if he smelled.  I wanted sex and as my fantasies increased, and so did my idea of making my unhealthy sex dreams come true.

But wait a minute!!  I was not only a well know P.A .in a small Pennsylvania county, but a well known and respected woman as well.  I spoke at schools, Rotary groups and the Penn Bar Assembly.  So I knew it was not too smart to meet any western PA black men for a night of non stop sex.  Those who did not know my identity would have found out, and I would have been barred and marred from society and my family.

I went to the internet and found thousand of black men looking for unconditional sex with females of any age and size. Some were as far away as Seattle, WA – not likely I would be known there, but still I had too much to lose to gamble.  And as you may expect, most of these black men were hung to the knee, some 10” or more in length.  I knew I was petite.  I knew that my vagina was tiny, and I also knew that I wanted to marry someday.  I did not want my future white husband to discover that my vagina was ripped into.  So another major red light again.

In the early part of the next year, I saw an internet ad called “Jamaica Swingers.”  It was a group of Jamaican males seeking white American females for any sexual desires of their choice.  Intercourse, anal, oral, bondage, you name it.  And all for a cheap and safe $100 an hour.  In that far away tropical country, I would not be known, so my mind wandered on.  I made contact and instead of Betsy, a famous Penn Prosecuting Attorney, I would just be Betsy, a poor, but sexually eager 31 year old girl from the states.  I was not foolish enough to travel alone, so I ask my girlfriend Leah, who knew of my black fetish to travel with me. I knew they all were well endowed, so vaginal and anal entry was out.  I was not into bondage, but as much as I hated to admit it, I was into oral.  I did not care if my vagina was licked.  David had done that, but I was into giving oral.  I wanted to suck a black cock so bad that sometimes I thought of it 16 hours a day.

I will inform you that none of this came with out careful planning an soul searching.  But regardless of my position or my family, I made final reservations for Jamaica in May.

Leah and I flew to the island of Jamaica and checked  in the modest, but nice Pebble & Sands Hotel.  Leah was not interested meeting my Jamaican friend named Bernardo, but insisted that she would be nearby for precaution.  Bernardo was not sure what day I was to arrive so Leah and I hit the beach.  There were a few whites along the beach, but the majority were black natives and I felt I was in Harlem.  I was in a dark green bikini and the cold Pennsylvania winter had turned my skin a very pale white, and the black men that passed my way did not seem to mind as many were watching me from the corner of their eyes. We enjoyed a late dinner and being tired, we retired early for our beauty rest.

The next morning Leah questioned if I should have sex with this Jamaican.  I quickly told her that I had come too far to turn back now, plus I was now the person I wanted to be, Betsy the unheard of prosecuting attorney and being so far from home, I doubted if many of these natives even knew where Pennsylvania was.

I called Jamaican Swingers around noon, and giving them my name and code, they quickly gave me Bernardo’s phone number.  I gave him a call and he had a deep, slow Jamaican accent and suggested that we meet right away.  He was in agreement with just a first time casual talk.  Leah insisted that she come along, but I told her that I would be under the thatched umbrella in site of our hotel window.

Two hours later, I walked out on the sand in my waist length brown hair, green bikini and met my fantasy Jamaican.  He was 6’7 and every part of his body was big and black.  I was not surprised when he said he just had a 6th grade education. I loved it!  He was totally my opposite, just the way I wanted it.  He seemed to drool over my little white body and when I told him my personal fantasy that I hoped he would help me make true, I don’t think he actually understood, but we both agreed to meet that night.

Bernardo worked for the Swinger company and one hour of sex was $100.  I phoned and they billed $100 to my credit card, and Bernardo was to come to my hotel room at 10:30pm.  Leah said that she would be next door if I needed her.

Bernardo arrived at 10:40 and said his nickname was Bernardo. He had huge black lips, a mouth full of big white teeth and several had gold crowns. And when he kissed me, his breath was foul, but everything about him, including his breath turned me on.  “What you want, Betsy?” he asked.

“How long is your cock?” I asked as I  felt hot and naughty.

“It 9 long,” he said in a slow tone.  “It big enough to make your little body feel it in you.”

“Listen Bernardo,” I said.  “I told you in my email that I was too small to take a big cock, so this is what I want for my 100 bucks.  “I want you to pretend that you are a poor man wanted for theft, but cannot afford a lawyer.  You call me and I agree to defend you in exchange for a sexual favor.”

“I like that,” he said with a big smile.  “I am a poor man, but are you a lawyer?”

“No,” I said.  “But I always wanted to be a lawyer, and I always wanted to trade sexual favors with a big black man just like you.  Let’s pretend that court is over and I need a payment, okay?”

“Okay!” Bernardo said with a big eager smile.  “I need a lawyer and I got no money.”

“You got a cock, don’t you,” I said with a smile.  “If its black and long, I may just want to suck it for my first payment.  Why don’t you come up to room 6064 and let that 9” cock pay the bill?”

Five minuets later, the big black guy was in my room and was all smiles as I asked him to remove my bikini.  I was on fire as his big coal black hands removed my top and placed his huge hands over my little white tits.  We had great eye contact as he slid my bikini bottoms down over my legs.  “I like you” he said as I removed his shorts and briefs.

“Oh your cock is gorgeous,” I said as I took his half erect huge piece of meat in my little hand.  “It is so big and so black and uncircumcised, just like I hoped for.  I’d rather suck you than have your money.”

“I am glad that you are my lawyer,” he laughed.  “Cause I sure want you to suck my cock!”

“I bet you never thought a famous, upstanding lawyer like me would want to suck a black cock, uh?” I said as I knelt down as his big cock was growing longer.  “Well, even famous and upstanding lawyers have their secret sexual fantasies. And mine is to suck this big black cock!”

The time had come, and I had no problem as I put this black piece of meat in my mouth.  It had a foul and strange taste.  I may have put some guilty black men in the slammer, but none of them knew how much I wanted to suck their black cocks.  I could only take about half of him in my mouth, and I really became aroused when his knob popped out of his foreskin and hit the back of my throat.  This was the first cock I had ever sucked, but I sucked and gulped it like a pro.”

“Oh I like you sucking my cock, little baby,” he groaned as I pulled it out and licked his big black knob.  “You keep sucking and you will always remain my lawyer.

As I continued to suck his black cock most of my thoughts were back in Pennsylvania.  What would my law partners think?  What would the judges say?  What would all the black men that despised me think and say?  My only answer would be, even attorneys have their sexual desires.”

“We only have 10 minutes left,” Bernardo said.  “Do you want to extend another payment?  Do you want me to shoot in your mouth?”

“No on both,” I said as I ran my tongue from his big black balls to his knob.  “I want you again tomorrow night and I want you to shoot it on my face.  Shoot it on my face and make it dirty!”

Taking his big cock with his big right hand, he began stroking himself as I waited for my payment.  My eyes were on his black powerful chest, balls and legs and the excited black man pounded his huge cock. “Aah, here it comes!” he yelled to the top of his lungs.  “My load is cumming!”

With my head back and my eyes opened, I watched and felt gobs of thick sperm hitting my face.  Reaching down and touching my vagina, I quickly blew an orgasm as he squirted another load on my little deceitful face.  It was just like I wanted it – dirty, black and lots of thick cum.

“Do you want to suck my cock tomorrow night, counselor?” he said as I wiped his thick glue from my face. Why not let me shoot it in your mouth?”

“Because you may have a disease,” I said.  “How much would they charge if I wanted 2 black guys to suck?  This high profile lawyer likes black cock and I think I would rather suck 2 Jamaicans.”

“Probably 200,: he said as he shook more cum out of his long black cock.  “I can find a mate.”

“Then meet me here at 9pm.” I said as I stood up.  “I want you to bring a mate and the uglier and dumber the better, okay?”

Leah called a few minutes later and I told her that all went well and did not want to discuss details.

I spent the following day with legitimate phone business back in Pennsylvania.  I felt guilty for my family, especially my brother Christopher who was as prejudice to the bone as me, but I had my sexual needs to quench, I loved my brother, so the hell with the feelings.

Leah and I spent the following day relaxing on the beach.  Bernardo phoned and informed me that 2 males for an hour would cost me $200.  I agreed and gave the agency my credit card.

I stood alone in room 6064, when a knock came at my door shortly before 9pm.  As Bernardo walked in, he introduced me to another tall black Jamaican named Turntable, but known as Bull.  He was a little slow upstairs, but beautiful white teeth and I tingled when his thick black lips met mine. He was excited in my fantasy of me representing them both from going to jail for breaking and entering, but more excited of the way I wanted to be paid.  With time passing, we all three stripped down as black skin excited me and my little white body really excited Bull.  “You guys both owe me a big lawyer bill,” I said as I saw two black cocks growing. “Since you all are too broke to pay, then I will suck your cocks for payment.”

“Suck mine first,” Bull said as he held and stroked a thick piece of delicious meat.  “Do me, Missy!”

“My name is Betsy,” I said.  “And I will do Bernardo first, so you can see, then you, then both of you!”

Instead of standing in a court house in an expensive suit and high heels, I knelt like a slut as I took Bernardo’s black cock in my mouth.  It tasted great and I was more hungry than I thought.  With Bull pleading, I moved over and took my second black cock ever in my mouth.  It too had a strange scent and taste, and I was so hot that I wanted to taste and drink all of their cum.  “Suck me, Miss Attorney,” Bernardo said as he slapped his black cock on my bare shoulder.

“Yes, broke client,” I said as  I sucked and gulped his cock again.  “Both of you taste so good.”

For the next 30 minutes I took turns sucking one black cock and them the other.  My jaw was sore and I lost so much saliva, but not being able to get enough, I continued to suck and gulp their black cocks.  “We only got 15 minutes left,” Bernardo announced.  “Can we shoot it in your little warm mouth?”

I wanted them to, but too smart and disease oriented to gamble.  “I want you both to shoot it on my face and talk dirty to me.  Cover me with so much cum that the court judge won’t recognize me.”

“You are a good lawyer, but a real slut,” Bernardo said as he stroked his black pipe an inch from my face. With that remark, he shot big gobs of thick warm sperm directly on my face.  One squirt hit me in the eye and what was not on my lips rand down from my nose on my mouth.  “You are a good bitch!”

“I want to cum on her face,” Bull said as he moved in for his turn.  I no sooner looked at the hole in his big black head than squirts of warm semen thrust out and on my face.  “You may be a big time lawyer, but you are also a big time slut.  Take is slut.  You come faced, glue faced slut!”

My face felt like it at a pound of glue and as I walked to the mirror. We all 3 laughed when I said that I was really unrecognizable.  The time was up, and we thanked each other as they exited the room.

The next week I was back in a Pennsylvania court room representing a state case of a black man who had failed to pay child support to two white women.  I lost the case and he seemed to resent me, but if he knew I would suck his cock in a Pennsylvania minute, he would have been happy, but I was back at home with my lily white reputation to defend.

THE END

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The next friday, I pulled up in my BMW at the law firm.  You mother looked  so hot coming out of the building I about wet myself.  Very tight dress, 4″  heels, just the right amount of cleavege, nice pantyhosed legs.  She said, “Oh  my God, you drive a BMW?”  I said, “Sure do!”  “I also have a Corvette in  the garage at home.” She told me to follow her home as she would get ready  for the date and I could meet her kids.

We pull up to the house and I got out to walk her to the door.  We step into  the house and she apologized for the mess.  I assured her, “You have  children, it’s no surprise, really.  I had a single mom, I know how it is!”  You  stepped in the living room and introduced yourself.  We made a lot of small  talk about football, the bowl games and the hard work it took to play for a  division 1 school.  The time went by really fast as we talked about your  possibility of playing college ball.  About an hour later your mom came into  the living room.  She looked sexy.  She had on a really tight blouse, short  leather skirt, dark hose with these hot 5″ fuck me heels.  She said, “I am  ready to go, Jack!”  I noticed you really looking over your mom like you  were turned on by what she had on.  I said, “Buddy…Buddy…Hey Buddy.”   You said, “Huh, what’d you say?”  “Nice to meet you.” I said.  “When does  the season start?”  You replied, “Next week is the Jamboree.”  “I will be  there, and I will see how your doing, then if I like what I see, I’ll call Ann  Arbor and see if they can send someone down to watch you.”  “Cool” you  said, but I couldn’t help but notice you were keeping an unhealthy eye on  your moms beautiful breasts and hot legs.  You excused yourself, and I  noticed you rubbing your crotch like your cock was hard.  “I am worried  about Buddy.” your sexy mother said.  “He only occasionally goes on a date,  and I find him in his room most of the time, and sitting on the couch with me  while we watch TV.”  I told her not to worry, it is probably a phase.  “He has  a lot on his mind, with school and the upcoming football season of course.   Give him some time.  I will take him under my wing, if you don’t mind, of  course?”  She said that would be great.  “He needs some mentoring from the  right man.”

All Mom and I did on the date was go to dinner and a movie.  We did a little  petting and feel each other up in the theatre parking lot, with her getting her  soft hands on my 8″ cock, and me getting my fingers in her tight, hot pussy. No orgasms from each other, but we did promise to take it a little farther on  saturday night after she got done at the restaurant.  I brought her home, and  you met her at the door.  She said that she would be seeing more of me and  you approved.

The next night I met her at the restaurant, and instantly took her back to my  place.  She had brought a night bag with her, containing a thong, 5″ strapped  sandals, thigh high stockings and a crotchless teddy.  The first thing she did  was unleash my 8″ member and start sucking on it like a pro.  Your mom  gives great head!  She slowly nibbled on it, licked it up and down, then began  to engulf the whole shaft into her hot mouth.  Soon I felt my balls start to  tense up.  I said, “I’m cumming into your hot little mouth, baby!”  “Swallow  my cum, if you can, then I will lick your tight pussy until you cum.”  She  moaned as she cupped my balls and felt them pulsate stream after stream of  jizz down her throat.  I then threw her on my king sized bed, ripped off her  thong and started to tongue her hot pussy.  She had gotten so wet when  giving me head, she soon had an intense orgasm as I licked her little clit. I continued to eat her mound for the next 15 minutes, giving her multiple  orgasms as she squeezed her huge tits with every shudder she felt.  Soon I  was erect again, and took her from behind in a doggie style fuck.  I slowly  put inch after inch of my dick into her tight twat.  I wondered if she really had  kids, her pussy was just as tight as some of the virgins I popped.  Soon you  slut mommy was cumming again, screaming at the top of her lungs as she  continued to say, “Fuck me,  Fuck me, Fuck me you well hung stud!”  “I  want you to shoot your hot, sticky sperm into my pussy!”  “I want to keep it  in me and stain my panties and pantyhose with it and fall asleep with your  cum in me!”  “Pound my pussy and cum in me, you nasty fucker!”   With that said, I pulsated my sperm into mothers waiting, eager cunt, and  completely flooded it.  She then kissed me, went into the bathroom and put  on a sexy dress, with dark hose and heels.  As I walked her to the door, I  could see my cum running down your mom’s legs, staining her pantyhose.

The week went by pretty quick.  I met with your mother for lunch a few times  and we talked about many repeat performances with her selected garments.   She told me, “After last saturday night, I took off my panties and hose to  take a shower, then I came back into my room, and I couldn’t find them!  I  told her to just keep extra pairs handy, and will break those in as well.  (I  suspected, you little pervert, that you were taking your mom’s undergarments  and hacking your cock on them as well)

That friday rolled around as usual.  I went to watch the football game with  your mom, and we rooted you on in the jamboree.  I did notice your mother  keeping a very close eye on some of the players even a couple of black guys.   I noticed her getting up an excusing herself to the restroom.  I followed her,  and heard her moaning in the stalls.  I asked, “What the hell are you doing,  Evelyn!”  She told me to come into the stall with her.  She said, “I get really  turned on by football players”  “I have a fantasy where I am taking on several  of them, with cocks in my pussy, ass, mouth, and I am jacking off two of  them, while I am getting fucked in all my holes.”  “I am sorry, it is a fantasy,  and I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore.” she sobbed.  I told  her not to worry, maybe we could make her little fantasy come true.  And I  said, “I would love to see you fuck a few football players.”  She smiled at me  and said that would be great.

We go home to your place and put the other kids to bed.  We thought you  were in bed, but you snuck into the living room and hid while mommy and I  were making out on the couch with the TV on.  I knew you were in there, so  I decided to give you the show of a lifetime.   I completely strip your mother  naked and start licking her snatch.  I notice you get behind some plants and  hide.  I then sit down on the couch, pull down my pants and let my prick  free.  I then steadily ease your mom’s pussy on top of me.  I have my hand  on her mouth to keep her from screaming and waking the other kids up.   Soon, I whisper, “I want to cum in your hot little ass!”  She moaned and  said, “Yes you hot fucker, fuck me in my ass and cum in me.  I want to feel it  splash in my asshole!”  I know you heard us, little man, because I heard,  “Holy shit” whisper out of your mouth.  I just chuckled to myself as I knew  you were hot after your sexy mommy.  I eased her asshole on top of my 8″  pecker, and she bucked onto it with all she had.  She was very tight, and she  was fingering her clit as I bucked my cock into her.  I notice the plants  moving a little as I fucked mommy.  I started to cum, as my balls shot sperm  into mommys asshole.  She screamed into my hand as she pinched her  nipples and shuddered with orgasm.  She kissed me and told me she was  going to clean up, then go to bed.

I got up, turned on the light and asked, “Buddy, what the hell are you doing?”   You struggled to say something, but couldn’t.  I looked at you and said, “Do  you find your mother attractive?”  You nodded a yes.  I smiled and asked,  “Do you want to lick your mother’s pussy?”  Another nod yes.  “Do you  want to Fuck your mother and cum in her snatch!?”  You said yes as your  pecker put another bulge into your shorts.  I also noticed a puddle of cum  behind the plants.  I told you to go take a shower, get into bed and I will talk  to you tomorrow about what happened.  You looked a little worried, then I  said, “Hey, don’t worry about it.  I will see what I can do for you.” “Your  secret is safe with me.”  You smiled as you went to the bathroom.

I stayed overnight in your mother’s room and we fucked each other silly a  couple of times before falling asleep.  I thought that I couldn’t really blame  you for wanting to fuck your mom, she was a hot bitch and a real slut in the  sack.

The next morning, I took you for a ride in my Vette.  Then I said to you,  “How long have you been hot for your mom?”  You told me you always  seem to feel that way, you just keep fantasizing about her, and that you enjoy  hearing her orgasm when she fucks someone, and that she loves vibrators  and dildos, and loves to cum with them as well.  You said, “I would love to  see my mom get fucked by some of the well hung guys on my team, and  even get it on with a hot woman.”  “Then, I am ashamed to admit it, but I  really want to fuck my mom.”  I said, “Hey, dude, I am on the case.”  “I  think I can arrange these things for you, but you have to be patient.”  “Your  mom is really hot after a few of the players on the team, especially the black  ones.”  “And I have a married friend whose black with a 12″ cock, who’s hot  black wife loves to lick pussy and get fucked by white cock, especially  teenage football players.”  “I am sure I can get your mother to oblige them  and I will let you see all of it.”   You were very happy with that plan, as you  promised me you would be patient if you could flood your mom’s pussy  with your sticky, hot cum in the future.  “It may take a few months, but all of  your little fantasies have to come true before I can make this happen, you  making it with your mother,” I said.  Then we went back home and your  mom planned out our evening after she got done at the restaurant.

She planned that you should invite some of your teammates over for a party,  and she would arrange for your younger siblings to go somewhere for the  night.  Your mom was dressed to tease, with a tight top, spandex mini and  her high heeled pumps on.  I am an accomplished guitarist, so some of your  musician buddies, you and I were jammin on some tunes while your slut  mommy played hostess.  I noticed one of the black guys making small talk,  while your hot slut mother gave him the fuck me eyes.  She whispered  something in his ear, and he called another black guy and a white kid, and  they all went into the back.  I told you to get into your mom’s room quickly  and hide in the closet.  The other kids continued to entertain themselves.   Soon, the two black guys are in the bedroom with your mom, as she is giving  them the double suck off.  Both guys were well hung at about 9 to 10″.  I am  licking her pussy, and the other white guy is fondling her tits.  Soon one of  the black guys is shooting his seed into your mom’s hot mouth, while the  other is shooting all over her tits.  Soon I put my throbbing member into her  ass, while the black guys get dressed to leave.  The other white kid isn’t very  big, maybe 6″, and he starts to enter her pussy.  Mommy is laying on top of  me, I am on my back, while this little teenage fucker is poking her.  In no time  at all, (because your mother has a tight twat) he shoots a big stream of sperm  on her belly.  He gets cleaned up and leaves.  I take my cock out of her ass,  and put her on her back and start to fuck her pussy.  “Oh, My God, I should  have fucked those black boys, but I wanted to suck their cocks and taste  their cum.”  I told her, “Their will be more time for that, baby.”  With that  said, I shot a load of my thick, white cum into mommy’s hot pussy.  She  peaked with a violent orgasm.  She got up to go to the bathroom.  So I  checked on you in the closet.  You were completely winded.  I saw your cum  stains on the carpet and on some of mom’s slips and underwear.  All I said  was, “Be patient, there is plenty more ahead.”  “Wait till my friends come up  from Florida next week!”

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His daughter was a sweet-faced blonde with hair to the shoulders. She took worked hard to keep in good shape, working out 3 times a week. Even her current boyfriend whom she was going to marry disliked spending so little time together because of her cheerleading practice, but he adored the shape of her body very much. She was head over heels in love with him too and he was her first and only man. Her tender long legs that led up to her small tight ass attracted every man’s attention. Her boyfriend always liked cupping her firm perky breasts, although he didn’t like her bra.

Hearing her father, she became very excited, because it was a rare thing when the coach came. When she rushed down the stairs, Mr. Avdushev stepped forward.

“Hello, I’m pleased to meet you, sir,” the eighteen year old blonde said, shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you too, bright one!” the coach said, smiling spread. “I’ve just told your parents about your brilliant future in a cheer squad at college!”

“Are you serious?” Sveta couldn’t believe her luck.

“Yes, I’m absolutely quite serious,” he said with a stern expression on his weathered face.

“You mean you think that I’m good enough to cheer at a university?” the girl hardly could hide her excitement and the coach liked to see that in cheerleaders’ faces, because he was going to make a lot of money off her.

“You know if I were not sure, I wouldn’t offer it to you!” the man replied irritated and thought about the best way to hook her.

“This is awesome!” Sveta almost jumped up on her feet for joy.

“Right you are! It’s a once in a lifetime chance!” Mr. Avdushev said in a serious tone. “You are certainly pretty and I’m really interested in your possibilities.”

After that, the coach started praising how great she was and what a brilliant career she could have. As her excited parents talked to him, young and pretty Sveta was elated at the news. After hearing all that great stuff about their daughter, they took him for a tour around their expensive house. Sveta and her parents became more and more excited at her chances with every passing moment.

The summer was passing and she had been training very hard to be selected. Mr. Avdushev returned at that summer’s end and found Sveta alone. In fact, he caught her sunbathing in her yellow bikini on the back deck of her gorgeous house. He wasn’t only interested in her cheering ability, but he was also taken by her lovely young 5’5″ 105 pounds body, with her long golden hair, flowing over her bare shoulders. She looked like an absolute nymphet! But on a sudden he became surprised when she, the pretty blonde, invited him inside to look through her cheerleader pictures from the first grade up. The coach’s eyes were all over her small body, but the fun had stopped when her parents returned from the town.

As her mother made Mr. Avdushev stay for a supper, Sveta and her dad talked to the coach in their den. All that time and during the supper the coach was constantly flattering the girl, her amazing parents and what a great house they had. After a grand meal, Sveta saw Mr. Avdushev out to his car.

“I’ll see you next month,” he told Sveta in his ever present mentor-like voice. “There, I’ll be able to see what you can do.”

A few weeks passed. Sveta gathered all her stuff together, kissed her dear parents good-bye and headed north to the university. Before she had left, she drove across the town to kiss her high school sweetheart, who would soon be her husband good-bye.

To her surprise, Sveta found that university very big and became home-sick soon. Her mother became concerned very much and phoned Mr. Avdushev. He was asked to keep a careful eye on Sveta and he assured her that she was taken care of like the apple of his eye. Not only did the university look big to her, but the girl found the other cheer candidates very good and she felt her chances of making the squad were very slim.

“I just can’t believe the talent!” she told her coach afterwards.

“I do have some very good girls, Sveta!” he sighed like an experienced old man. “To be honest, I feel your chances are very slim and your parents will be very disappointed if you fail!”

Hearing that, the girl felt her heart began hammering.

“But it means everything to me, sir,” she sobbed slightly. “All my family are counting on me to cheer here!”

“There are always alternatives, Sveta!” Mr. Avdushev kept coaxing and reassuring her. “I know you are an innocent girl from a small town, but as I have said, there are alternatives. Have you ever heard of girls sleeping with teachers for grades? I’m sure you have!” the man knew that he was pushing his luck.

“Do you mean I shall have to have sex with you?” she whispered in her innocent manner with her plump lips as the tears came to her eyes. “I’d never do that!”

Sveta just couldn’t imagine that she would be able to cheat on her adorable boyfriend. It was too much for her. The man clearly understood he was skating on the thin ice, but he had done that too many times to be on the edge about it and said and did everything due to his mental scheme.

“Well, not me exactly…” her perverted coach replied thoughtfully. “I mean that a young thing like you would be a dish, but I thought more about me watching you sleep with a black stud. You’d make the team!”

“A black stud?” shocked, Sveta said with eyes full of tears. “I could never do such a thing! I have never even talked to a black man! There are none in my town. On top of that, what would my strict parents say if they knew it and my boyfriend would be back home soon. You know, something like this would kill him and he’s going to be my husband. What kind of a girl do you think I am?”

Listening to that self-confident girl who had been trying to find any excuse but it sounded lame, he knew that he had almost had her and the only thing he had to do was to push a little bit harder.

“You are a good girl!” Mr. Avdushev said, looking at her sternly. “But I have had a plenty of girls over the years to sleep with old Mike to make the cheer squad. My old friend Mike is a 45 year old black man who has what it takes not to only please young white knock-outs like you, but you are a cheerleader after one time with him. He is the judge!”

After short time talking, the coach got up and left with the conqueror’s smile on his face. Sveta put the cheerleader team out of her mind until her strict father called and let her know he would be up for the tryouts. His words had left Sveta scared and more confused than ever. Later, Mr. Avdushev called her to find out what her answer would be and the girl said “NO” to his sick intentions, but it was no good to be a heroine.

Saturday afternoon came and Sveta was alone in her dorm. A sick feeling overtook her when a knock came at her door. The door opened and the girl saw her pillar, her dear father.

“Daddy?!” she said with relief, throwing her arms around his neck. “Hi daddy, what are you doing here?”

“Sweetie, I just came to see my baby girl become a cheerleader, of course!” he laughed and was shining with pride and happiness for his daughter. “Mr. Avdushev has called and asked us out to dinner tonight. C’mon honey, get ready and don’t keep your coach waiting!”

How poor Sveta wanted to tell her father what kind of a man her coach really was, but daren’t destroy her dear dad’s idyllic world.

She got dressed very swiftly and grabbing her coat, she followed her father as they met the coach for his dinner treat. Sveta could hardly eat as her coach bragged to her father on how great she would be and only stupidity would ruin her brilliant future as a queen cheerleader. She understood that he was talking about something another than a cheerleading activity, because his palm rested several time on her knee, but then went through the entire ordeal. When the horrible dinner was finally over, Sveta asked her father when they were at her dorm again,

“Daddy, what do you think about spending the night in my dorm room?”

“You know my schedule girl. I have already reserved a motel room down the street.”

Seeing the way his daughter looked, he made up his mind to cheer her up a little and added with a smile,

“Your mother, I will be up next week for tryouts to support you, my dear. We and your VIP coach have confidence that you will make the team, honey!”

When the door shut behind him, Sveta again felt that eerie feeling of being alone. She inserted an “Enigma” disc in the music center and tried to relax and chill out on the sofa. She was deep into her inner world and the girl’s heart skipped a beat when a knock came at the door. Sveta rushed to open the door and get to know why her lovely father returned.

“Mr. Avdushev, what are you doing here?” the girl was taken aback and surprised with her coach’s sudden appearance. “Daddy is here. Please leave me now.”

“No good for you, girl! You don’t get any points by lying to me!” her coach had a very stern impression on his face. “I saw you daddy going to his motel!” Mr. Avdushev said, walking into her room. “By the way, this is Mike, I have been talking to you about him,” he said, motioning to his friend. “And we have come for your personal and private tryouts.”

“But… but…” it was everything Sveta could say, understanding that her time had come.

The two friends stepped in, and closed the door and locked the door behind them. At that time she saw his friend for the first time. He was an old, short black man of 40+ years. He was fat with strong-looking legs and arms. She just couldn’t believe that they came for her body.

“Mike, what do you think about her?” grinning, the coach asked his friend boldly.

“Man, you know she’s surely a sweet treat!” the tall black man said. “This is going to be good for me.”

Their smiles made her crazy and she didn’t know what to do, because she knew what would happen the next time. As Sveta started protesting and ran around the room, Mr. Avdushev just grabbed the hem of her tight pink top and pulled it up in a jerk over her long, blonde hair. The blonde started panicking due to that boldness and no one had seen her naked except of her loving boyfriend.

“You want to make the cheer squad and Mike wants some of your young body to know if you are the right person for that.”

Instead of fighting, Sveta just stood frozen like a deer in highlight as he was removing her sweat pants, bra and ripping her small panties off, leaving red welts on her hips.

“Look at those little young perky tits, Mike. They look even better without her bra and I think she is going to be the best young cunt you have ever had!” he said, squeezing her tits softly and she didn’t resist it.

“Yeah pal, I’m sure that the spectators and the football team will be glad to see this slut in action on the field!” his companion agreed.

Frightened, she sought for compromise, begging them to be easy on her young body.

“Is this the only way?” Sveta sobbed as her coach laid her lean body on the bed.

“Oh my gosh!” the poor girl exclaimed when she saw Mike started getting undressed. “Just look at it! It’s so huge and it surely hurt me too much!”

Every fiber of her body was shaking as she stared at the well-hung black man and now she knew that all that rumors about monstrous cocks were true. Sveta compared his cock with her boyfriend’s and understood that her lover’s cock was like a pencil.

“What will my parents say? And I have a boyfriend back home,” she begged

“That’s a lame excuse, girlie!” the black man replied with irony.

Spreading little Sveta’s slim legs wide, Mike spat on his palm soundly and spread it along his black 10″ cock. The girl looked at her coming nightmare as the old pervert knelt down between his young prey’s thighs. Then he bent down to kiss her like she was his slut. As Sveta turned her head to avoid his kiss, she let out a yell as the black knob entered her vagina, stretching it to its limits.

“Please, pull it out… Ahhh it’s gonna tear me apart!” she struggled and she did everything to get away.

“Did you think it’s so easy to become a fucking cheerleader?” her coach shouted in her ear. Inch by inch the black tool was pushed inside her white cunt, but it caused her great pain to stick it into her so deeply.

“This is the best young cunt I have ever had, man!” Mike said loudly for pleasure. “And the best thing is her daddy is just down the street, sleeping sound as some black man who was older than dear daddy is fucking the shit out of his little girl who does it to make her daddy’s dream come true and become a cheerleader. Man, that’s great!”

Sveta was screaming and throwing her long blonde hair all over the bed as Mike’s big shaft was slicing her apart. The girl couldn’t do anything about humiliation of the rape, because her coach held her hands together as she laid across the bed being rammed by the main judge who was between her wide spread legs. She looked down and saw the black cock sawing in and out of her tight would-be pussy that was red from stretching and rubbing.

“Not only that!” Mr. Avdushev gloated. “But she came from all-white town and the only cock she has ever had was her kid boyfriend’s. C’mon, slice into her. Go man go!” the coach cheered his friend up.

With her father down the street, his daughter’s screams went unheard as Mike’s black rod pounded in and out of her. Sveta fainted from the pain of the huge invasion and she was too weak to protest as Mike turned her over. She was happy that everything was over but her poor pussy was sore as hell and she couldn’t move her legs together because of the pain. Sveta was confused about why he didn’t cum and it was good because she wasn’t on the pill.

“I want some of her virgin butt, man!” Mike said enthusiastically. “I wonder what her daddy would say if he saw a black cock hungry for his little girl’s pink asshole?”

“Hey, wait a minute!” Mr. Avdushev said. “Don’t kill her, Mikey. You are too big for her back there so that don’t ruin her cheerleading ass!”

Only now Sveta understood that the guys weren’t joking as she felt his cock touch against her sacred spot and became very freaked out, although she was very worn out. The girl never allowed her boyfriend do it, but some old pervert was going to stick his cock into that tight orifice. Sveta didn’t like that at all, because his fat cock hardly fit in her abused pussy and that hole was much larger.

The black man wasn’t about to back down as his big schlong broke into her tiny rectum and her screams were louder now as Mike held her lifeless body up by her hips, spreading her ass cheeks and revealing her still tight puckered asshole for his anal lust. He pounded her poor ass harder and harder.

“Hey, that’s enough!” her coach yelled at her torturer. “Mike, you are gonna tear her ass in two!”

With over half his length buried in her tight pink asshole, the old man let out a war cry and pumped her bowels full of sperm. Sveta fell limp, face down on the bed as Mike was still milking his cum out onto her snow white buns.

“Man, maybe you’d better go now, she’s pretty zapped. I need talk to her. Go on!”

As Mike kissed her on the back he told her, “I really, really enjoyed you, and I’m almost sure you’ll become a good cheerleader if you continue your real tryouts!” She didn’t understand his words at all and didn’t want to. Then Mr. Avdushev helped her to sit up.

“Are you OK, Sveta?” he asked. “You were great, honey! I shall see you make the team on Monday!”

“Will you please just go?” the poor girl said in a weak voice. “Just go! So I can be alone, OK?”

“OK, honey, but don’t fall!” her coach said as he watched Sveta waddling to the bathroom. He became aroused again, seeing Mike’s sperm oozing from her poor rear end and running down her legs.

“Oh girlie, I forgot to mention that to get into squad you should be chosen by superior judge, I mean Mike, a cheerleader squad queen and a football captain.” Seeing the fear in her eyes, he added, “You know, it’s your right to choose the way to get their votes.”

After that, he and his cock-hound retired. As Sveta soaked her sore body in a hot tub, she was still feeling the effects of the black man’s huge cock. She was up much of the night urinating every hour and her butt and pussy were too sore to sit down. The girl was relaxing in the bath tub and touched her poor pussy and ass. They were stretched so much that her finger easily entered either hole and didn’t meet any resistance. One part of her was glad that it was all over and that she would be on the cheer team, but the thought of the way she had gained the spot was disgraceful to her. She only hoped her parents would never find out what had happened to her. She wanted to call her father who had been fast asleep in the motel, but she knew she would only get more upset hearing his comforting voice.

After turning and tossing in the bed for hours, she finally fell asleep.

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Karen certainly came to the right Fraternity because we treated our women badly. During that Labour Day weekend back in 1988, I don’t remember seeing Karen without a cock in at least one of her holes. We were all using drugs to keep us awake and I only slept for about six hours over the whole weekend. Karen was triple-fucked dozens of times and was naked all weekend. Guy, my roommate, made Karen lick his girlfriend’s cunt in front of everyone. Karen was totally wanton and nothing was too outrageous. Karen didn’t seem to care what people thought of her and happily posed for photos doing whatever the guys wanted. We have hundreds of photos of her sucking cocks and being fucked by dozens of different guys. One guy, I won’t mention his name, loved to ass-fuck Karen and got off on having Karen ass-fuck him with a dildo. He is now a US Senator and very outspoken against homosexuals. Karen’s reputation at NYU would have been enough to have her expelled in most Universities. It was only her fantastic grades and her personality that saved her. I don’t think the Dean or any of her Professors could believe such a demure and lovely girl could be such a slut. Over the four years we were at NYU all of my buddies and most of the other male students had fucked Karen. Karen insisted that condoms were NOT used because she loved the feeling of cum leaking from her cunt. This resulted in a couple of cases of mild STD and a few anxious times when Karen’s period was late.

Karen was the football team mascot and win, lose or draw the whole team fucked her. If they won it was usually just fucking and sucking but if they lost more often then not they’d take the frustration out on Karen. After two losses in a row the quarterback accused Karen of being bad luck and offered her to the UCLA team that had just beaten them. Obviously the offer was accepted and the UCLA team came over to our frat house. If Eric, the quarterback, thought he was hurting Karen he was dumber then he looked. Twenty-six new guys. She was in heaven!! I watched the entire offensive and defensive teams fuck Karen in every hole and in every position imaginable. Karen was covered in cum and hickeys from top to bottom. Watching the big black defensive linemen fuck Karen was incredible. When Reggie, the 300lb UCLA lineman, ass fucked Karen her little white body disappeared completely. How Karen’s cunt and ass stretched to accommodate such large cocks was awe inspiring for everyone watching. All the cum overflowing from her ass and cunt was pooling on our new carpet. It was a disgusting mess and I was in love with Karen from that moment. After the UCLA team was finished with her several of our own team fucked her. Karen seemed to be in a sexual daze and was smiling to herself all the time. If someone touched her knee, she spread her legs and if the touched her hip she rolled over and spread her ass-cheeks. She was on automatic. When everyone was finished with her Karen made coffee. The squelching noise she made when she walked was quite obscene. The UCLA team had gone and most of our frat house had wandered off to bed. They knew there’d be other opportunities to watch Karen being gang banged. Karen served coffee to the six guys still awake and then cleaned the cum off the carpet. After tidying up the room she asked Guy if anyone wanted to rest with her tonight or should she just go back to her dorm. Guy asked the other guys if anyone ‘wanted the slut for the night’, ‘She’s well lubricated’. Knowing there’d be plenty of other nights to fuck this slut everyone said no. I offered to drive her back to her dorm.

On the short drive back to Karen’s dorm I told her how much I enjoyed watching her fuck. Karen and I were both finishing University at the end of the year and coincidentally moving to California. After parking behind the dorm Karen and I fucked in the back of my car. The feeling of pushing my cock into her overflowing cunt was amazing. I’d fucked her many times before but this was the first time since I realized I loved her. For the last three months at NYU we were inseparable. I was always the last guy to fuck her after an orgy and drove her to her dorm if she wasn’t staying with some other guy or guys. I spent hours in my room, sometimes while Guy was fucking her, cataloguing her photos. She had kept a diary from her first day at NYU and whenever possible wrote down the guys’ names who’d fucked her. There were hundreds of names and on more then one occasion the name of a team, like the UCLA football team or KSU basketball team. The last week Karen was at NYU she spent at our frat house. She had graduated with honors in all her courses especially fucking. Karen lived in my room and was continually being fucked, both vaginally and anally, for the whole week in a farewell performance. Most of the guys from the different frat houses brought old photos of orgies with Karen and we tried to put them in chronological order. It was difficult for anyone to remember exact dates so we just put them in yearbooks. Karen wasn’t much help in dating the photos because she was usually so out of it at the orgies.

On the last night at NYU over forty guys fucked Karen. The finale was Karen lying on the floor with, ‘SLUT’ painted across her tits and ‘WHORE’ on her belly. One after the other the guys ejaculated over her until she was covered from eyebrows to toenails in cum. I took twenty photos at different times showing her body disappearing under the torrent of cum. These photos we pasted into her last yearbook. Karen and I were married six years ago and for most of the year, at least Monday to Friday, we lead ordinary respectable lives. On weekends, whenever possible, we drive hundreds of miles from Costa Mesa so that Karen can get gang banged by strangers. It’s the summer breaks from school that are the best. Four years ago after some careful planning on my part, Karen had her dream come true. Southern California is only a four-hour drive from Tijuana and the Mexican brothels. While I was down there on business I’d met one of the owners at a cantina. This guy, Peter, was an American and both tourists and locals used his brothel. The prices charged depended on the customer. Tourists were charged about $25 but for locals it was about $4. I told Peter about Karen and told him how she loved to be fucked and humiliated. I asked him if he’d be interested in having her work for him for a month over summer. Peter was interested but wary of some sort of trap. I showed Peter some of Karen’s photos I always carry and he agreed to hire her for a month on two conditions. Firstly, he could fuck when and where he liked and secondly, if she worked out he could extend her for another month.

I reluctantly agreed to his second condition. As I only had one month off work, I would have to leave Karen down here by herself for the second month, only seeing her weekends. Peter said Karen would be his major draw card because the Mexicans loved to fuck American women. She would be working out of his largest bedroom and both Peter and I could watch the action through a one way mirror. I told Karen we were going to Mexico for a month’s holiday and would get some new guys to fuck and abuse her. When we arrived in Tijuana I took her straight to Peter’s brothel. When Karen saw the brothel she knew straight away what I planned for her. I introduced her to Peter in the waiting area and I could almost see his cock harden through his jeans. He told her to remove her dress and show him what she had to offer. Karen undid the buttons of her summer dress and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and stood there in front of ten customers and four working girls in the just her brief thong panties. Peter told her to take them off and give them to him. He said if he hired her she wouldn’t need panties. My beautiful slut slid her panties off and tossed them to Peter. The blond hair on her cunt only accentuated her swollen pussy lips. Karen’s nipples were rock hard as she spun around giving everyone a good look at her body. Peter told Karen she kept half of all the money she earned but half of that was to be paid for room and board. When she was not with a customer she would share a dormitory with the other working girls. She could expect no special treatment. Karen was told to suck Peter’s cock and to swallow his cum. This she did willingly and expertly.  Peter then collected the $4 from each of the Mexicans waiting and we both watched as they gang banged Karen on the waiting room floor. Karen was in her element. She would be fucked dozens of times a day and have absolutely no control over who fucked her and what they did to her. Peter had complete control over my slut wife for at least the next month. I had no doubt that he would extend her for the extra month.

Peter wanted to use Karen in his advertising flyer’s and Karen had no objection. She wanted to be fucked as many times a humanly possible over the next month. Karen wasn’t aware that Peter could at his discretion, keep her for another month. My only concern with the flyer’s was that someone from So.Cal. may recognize her and report her to the school. Because Peter’s brothel was well used by tourists there was already a slight risk of that happening. Karen was unfazed by the chances of that but I insisted on some sort of disguise. We agreed that dyeing her hair black would change her looks enough to at least course some doubt. Within a week thousands of flyer’s were out advertising the new American whore at ‘Yankee Pete’s Bordello’. Whenever I walked down the street photos of my whore bride stared back at me from lampposts and walls. Peter’s business almost doubled over night. When word got around that the gringo slut didn’t want her men to use condoms business boomed.

In the first month Karen or Carina as she was known in Tijuana, spent only three nights in the dormitory. Only the fact that the Mexicans loved to ass-fuck as much as cunt-fuck stopped Karen from getting bedsores! For the first two weeks both Peter and I watched Karen perform through the mirror. She was averaging thirty men a day and at least four gang bangs a week. One of the house specials was gang bangs. Five or more men paid only three dollars each for locals or twenty dollars each for tourists. Karen was getting three local gang bangs and one tourist gang bang a week. One group of Australians gang banged my wife’s ass mercilessly for two hours. I watched as they tied her arms to the headboard and her feet to the bottom corner posts. One guy placed a pillow under her hips making her ass cheeks spread and one after the other the six guys pounded her still tight ass. I could see Karen having orgasm after orgasm as the men emptied their balls into her puckered hole. Karen was then untied and made to suck and lick clean the six cocks. Karen happily posed for photos with the guys before they left.

Over the month the best thing for me was watching my wife take on anyone and everyone. Most guys that have their wives fuck other men usually check out the guys first. While Karen worked at the bordello she had no right to say no. If the guy or guys had the money she had to fuck them. Karen was on the pill and kept taking it to avoid any unwanted pregnancy and to avoid having a period while she was working. Over the first month she was fucked at least a thousand times and never had to use lubricant. Karen has the wettest cunt known to man and the Mexicans seem to prefer fucking her while she had other mens’ cum leaking out. The last two weeks I only spent a couple of hours a day watching my wife being fucked.  If there was a particularly large gang bang planned or she wanted me to watch her do something different of course I’d stay. I’d watch her for a couple of hours in the morning and then go sightseeing with Peter. Karen didn’t know who was watching her through the window and was unable to here us talking, so she didn’t know when I was there.

When I told Karen that Peter was going to keep her for another month she was over the moon and kissed me for arranging such a great vacation. Karen wasn’t due back to school for another seven weeks and was hoping that Peter would keep her till then. She was less pleased when she realized that I wouldn’t be staying with her. I told her I would come down at least one day a weekend and she could tell me what she’d been doing. I also asked her to keep score so we could add to her yearbooks.  Karen stayed an extra six weeks and we estimated that in the ten weeks she’d been fucked eighteen hundred times. ‘Carina’ spends at least four weeks a year at Yankee Pete’s Bordello and if Peter needs her for a special occasion we go down for a weekend. Peter comes and stays with us in Costa Mesa and regularly fucks my wife. We both regard Peter as a close friend when he stays with us but when Karen works for him in Tijuana she’s just another working slut. Karen no longer dyes her hair when she works in Mexico and we’re both comfortable with the risks involved. So far only one person has recognized her and he’s the father of one of her students. He has as much to lose if he reveals our secret but to ensure his silence Karen lets him fuck her a couple of time a month. It’s great having such a slut for a wife.

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Sex with Louise has always been great – unlike myself she had experience from previous lovers before we met, including some lesbian experimentation and a bit of exhibitionism with guys.   Her stories when we first started dating used to drive me wild, and I frequently jerked off thinking about what a slut she was or could be – like many boyfriends I suppose, wondering what she’d look liked taking another guys cock, and even better letting me watch.

As time passed though, we got older and the opportunities for such things tend to die off – I resigned myself to thinking my fantasies would always remain that way.   Sex though was generally good, Louise certainly wasn’t adverse to trying new things and certainly some of her youthful spark still remained – In particularly she liked a good fucking in the back of our car – leaving the house without panties and a short dress, driving to a local lay by or park where she’d often suck me off while fingering her own pussy in full public view, finishing with her riding me on top.

Anway, one night we were sitting in our front room, and two bottles of wine down I coyly suggested putting a porno on the dvd player, to which she agreed.    I went through our collection and came across an interracial title we hadn’t watched, so popped it in, and went and sat on the sofa opposite my wife.

The scene started with a young white brunette, only about 18 or 19, sitting on a sofa between two 6ft plus black guys.    The typical storyline bullshit followed, which I paid little attention to – Louise just took a sip of her drink, put her feet up on the sofa and laid back to watch.    The brunette in the DVD reached down between her legs, and began rubbing her tight pink panties – clearly moist in anticipation of what was coming.    My cock hardening in my shorts I looked on, as one of the guys slid his hand up her thigh, gently parting her legs wider, as the other pulled her panties to one side exposing her clearly dripping pussy.   As this guy massaged her gently with a single finger, the girl leaned over unzipping the trousers of her other lover, freeing a massive black cock, at least 9 inches in length.

As she did I glanced over to Louise, who had unbuttoned the top of her jeans, with her hand reaching down to her own pussy.   Eyes barely open, except to keep an eye on the television, she let her other hand run under her top, cupping her huge breasts.   As she let out an involuntary moan I asked her if she liked what she saw, to which she smiled, and said, “Go upstairs and get me a toy hun”.

Looking at the television the girl now had her hand wrapped around this cock, which made it look only more impressive as she struggled to get her fingers around it.    Shifting off the sofa, she  got down on to her knees in front of this dark stranger, and as if it was second nature met the tip of his cock with her tongue – lapping up the first trails of precum.     As she pumped her hand down with expert technique on this monster, her other lover moved behind her, and gently peeled her panties down.

Remembering my wife’s request I went upstairs, rooted through the drawer beneath our bed full of men’s magazines and various dildos.    My wife loved sex toys, buying them from parties her friends organized or online – but the gist being the more powerful the better.     I picked her newest toy – a 10″ smooth sided vibrator, and whilst she had never gotten this beast fully into her she always managed to get herself off rubbing it on her clit.

As I went back downstairs I heard a moaning, and looking through the front room door I saw my wife’s jeans on the floor along with her shirt – she was lying there in just her bra and panties, with two or three fingers jammed inside her pussy.    Watching my wife, I unzipped my trousers and started stroking my own cock – mesmerized at how turned on she was watching the film.     The girl on the film was now riding one of the black guys in a reverse cowgirl, while the other stood next to her stuffing his fat cock down her throat.

Dropping my own trousers I removed my shirt and walked into the front room.    Louise took one look at me, one look at my hard cock and one look at the dildo – with her eyes transfixed on her battery powered rubber cock.    Taking the dildo she sat up and moved around so that she was now directly facing me, and without pause or hesitation turned the vibrator on and moved it down to her waiting pussy.  With one eye on the television and one eye on me she groaned as the vibe touched her clit for the first time – groans which grew louder as she rubbed her pussy expertly with the tool.  On the television the girl lifted slightly, removing the cock from her pussy and placing it at the entrance to her ass.    The look of pain and pleasure as this huge beast entered her anally got my cock twitching, and as the other guy moved forward to start rubbing his head against her pussy I started stroking faster, turned on by the combination of my wife masturbating  and the slut fucking that I was witnessing on the box.

Looking back across at my wife I saw her trying to inch the dildo into the entrance of her pussy.   I laughed, telling her it was never going in, but she smiled back – and with a little adjustment, and one deep push, at least 8 inches of the 10 slid up her.   The look on her face, as this enormous rubber cock vibrated deep in her pussy was amazing, and she beckoned me over from my chair..    I walked across and without saying a word, she grabbed my cock in her hand and pulled it towards her face.     Taking my cock in her mouth I pushed her back onto the sofa so she was laying down, and leaned forward, my mouth now inches from her well filled cunt.     Moving her hand away I grabbed the dildo and started pumping it into her, whilst teasing her clit with my gentle flicks of my tongue.

Picking up rhythm I licked her pussy in time to the dildo fucking, whilst slowly easing my forefinger against her ass, gently pushed it deeper into her tight hole.    As I worked in further, I felt her release my cock from her mouth, and quite out of character she started yelling at me “Fuck my ass and  pussy harder…”.   Turned on by my wife’s slutty taunts I licked even faster, pushing a second finger into her ass.    Asking her if she liked the feeling of being double fucked up her ass and pussy all I got was a whine as she bucked her hips in time to my flicks on her clit.    Going faster I could visibly see her pussy contracting as she came close to cumming, and as she let out her final moans (which even the neighbors could have heard), her pussy exploded, with her juices leaking freely down her thigh as I pulled out the well fucked toy.

I stood up and looked down at her, as she just inclined her head towards her pussy.    With my hand furiously wanking at my cock I moved down, and without any resistance at all pushed my cock of 7 inches  straight in her.    As I started fucking her now very wet cunt I looked at her, as she looked over at the television.    The guys were pulling out of the brunettes ass and pussy and stoking their cocks near her face.    As my wife moaned, and the guys shot their load over the little whore on the video I couldn’t hold back any more and busted my seed deep into my wife’s pussy, feeling my balls ache as they drained deep into her.   Looking back up I could see the disappointment in her face – I must have lasted thirty seconds at best, but given the events I just witnessed I just couldn’t have held on.

As she sat up I went into the kitchen and grabbed another glass of wine for us both – and on returning to the lounge found her flicking through the DVD – not really watching the scenes, but just looking at clips of the girls getting fucked and sprayed with the cum of these huge black stallions.

Sitting back, watching her intently, I asked her if she fancied fucking a big black cock for real, to which she said no – however, her leaking pussy, dildo and disheveled look really let her down, and on further probing she admitted it turned her on, but she would never cheat on me  – so that was the end of it.

Over the next few weeks I persisted, and every time we fucked I either put on an interracial porno or found stories or websites of that nature – and every time her pussy opened up like a clam.    This continued for about six months, until one night, while she was sucking my cock in bed, she looked up at me and asked if I was serious about letting her fuck another guy.

I thought about it, but hesitated, wondering if it was something we should really do – however, looking down at her mouth expertly sliding down my shaft I certainly was happy to keep the fantasy going so said “Sure, with a couple of conditions”.    She told me to wait, and as she continued sucking my cock I felt my balls tingle – warning her, since she doesn’t usually let me cum her mouth, I was met with just a grunt as her hand started wanking my dick even faster between her lips.    Biting down I couldn’t hold on any more, and erupted deep into her mouth.     Moving up the bed, and lying next to me – spunk still trickling from the edges of her mouth, she said “Conditions….”, and that’s when I realized she was very serious, and the planning started.

My conditions were simple really – first I wanted to be there in the room.   Secondly I wanted the guy to fuck her to be black and well hung (to which she didn’t complain) and finally we had to take precautions – we were trying for a family and that’s not the sort of thing you can explain any way.    In complete agreement, we set about trying to find the right guy – which if you haven’t had experience of this sort of thing is bloody hard work – you don’t want a local guy really just in case, and trying to find someone you think is clean and honest over the net is not a simple task.

Using a few dating websites we came across a couple of guys, who Louise flirted with a bit online, and even cyber fucked a couple – usually ending up with two or three guys poking her at once in a public chatroom.   Eventually she settled on one guy who lived a couple of hundred miles away called Jon – He was about five years older than us, a professional businessman, about 6ft tall and his photograph whilst clothed, certainly met with Louise’s approval.    He had a shaved head, like most of the guys in the porn films, and his physique was certainly very solid looking.     They emailed each other a fair bit, with their chats not leaving much to the imagination, however, they didn’t really plan the meeting per se – with us being a bit new to it all it was probably a subject steered clear of intentionally.

Not wanting to arrange a meet at our house, and not wanting to meet a stranger at theirs, we decided on neutral territory, and booked a motel mid-way between where we lived.    We booked the room, and told Jon we’d ring his mobile phone with the room number once we’d got checked in.

The actual day we were meeting was some two months away and during this time Louise was fucking like a bitch on heat.   By now I was regularly coming home from work finding her in the middle of a sly daytime wank, and she was giving me regular blowjobs and even let me fuck her ass at will.    As the day approached she went out to a lingerie outlet and bought herself a new corset, stockings and panties, and sent me out to the local pub to get a couple of packets of condoms from the machine in the gents.

All prepared, the day came.   A quick call to Jon confirmed we were still on – he sounded more than happy with the idea of fucking my wife while I watched, and to be honest who could blame him – smug bastard.    My feelings were odd, I wasn’t really sure this was right, but pure lust just couldn’t get that image of a black cock prying my wife’s pristine pussy wide open out of my mind, so I packed the car and called out Louise.     As she got into the car she was clearly nervous – up until now she hadn’t spoken to this guy (just chatted online) and being a bit self conscious about her looks she asked me if we were doing the right thing.    I asked her if she wanted to feel what it’s like to be like one of the girls in her DVDS and she replied “But I’m married, we’re married, I…….”.   I told her we’d arranged it now, but she could always say no if she want comfortable, to which we agreed, and we headed out – it was though, a very quiet drive.

We got to the hotel about two hours early – I nipped out again to the local supermarket and picked up a few bottles of beer and a couple of bottles of wine from the chilled section and headed back to meet Louise – who was in the shower freshening up.     I sat on the toilet watching her as she cocked her leg over the side of the bath and started lathering up her pussy with shaving foam.    Using one of my razors she quickly made short work of trimming her pussy – whilst normally tidy, she clearly wanted a completely bald cunt like the girls in the film, and proceeded to remove everything.

Reaching across to feel her pussy I was met with a short “No”, and she walked through into the bedroom and got dressed into her new lingerie.    She looked amazing, with the corset bringing in her fuller figure a touch, and pushing her tits out like torpedos.     Rolling the stockings carefully up her legs, my darling wife looked my like a fifty dollar hooker, although given what we had in mind she certainly looked the part for her role!

Watching her I could sense she was still nervous, so I poured her a drink, got her a robe and sat her down on the bed.     Remember I said, “If you are not happy doing anything just say…” and I have her a deep kiss, holding her in my arms.

After five minutes I heard a knock at the door, and assuming it was a maid or something went to answer it.   On opening the door I was met with the broad smile of Jon, a strapping very dark black guy, standing at least half a foot over me.   “You were going to ring and let me know the room number”, he said, followed by “I had to ask the fucking receptionist where you were”.   Great I thought, now everyone knew what we was up to, but then since we didn’t know them I thought fuck it.  “Come on in, she’s inside”, I said and he entered the room  as I shut the door behind him.    I offered to shake his hand as he passed, unsure of the protocol for such things….to which he just laughed and carried on through.

As he walked in the bed was just around the corner, and I nodded him on as he ventured in.    Putting the door onto the latch, locking it from the inside I grabbed a couple of beers and followed him through.

Jon stood up in the room, miles above Louise who looked like a midget sat on the edge of the bed.   “Hi Louise” he said, to which she could barely raise a murmur – clearly nervous now she had finally met her online fuck-buddy.     Still in her robe, she looked him over with a look of horror on her face, and blurted “I honestly don’t think I can do this Jon, I’m sorry”, and taking another gulp out of her wine glass, her eyes welled up, as if she was about to cry.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, well away from her he replied “Look hun, no-one is making you into anything you don’t want to do right?”.   She nodded in the affirmative.    Shifting closer he put his hand onto hers, and despite a small whimper of resistance he whispered “Don’t you want to show your hubby what we’ve been doing online?”.     Shaking her head I was convinced that was it, until Jon shifted even closer to her and said “We can go as slow as you like and stop at anytime”.   Moving his head towards her he gave her a small peck on her neck, to which I could see her bite her lip in response.    Again he kissed her neck, and then moved to her earlobe, before Louise relented and turned to face him.   Looking at him face to face, just millimeters between them, an awkward pause and silence echoed around the room.     Placing his hands behind my wife’s head he pulled her in, and as their lips met her resistance to him broke, and they kissed  passionately in front of me, starting off slow, but quickly moving to exploring each others mouths, and I felt my cock stiffen as my wife french kissed her first guy other than me in ten years.

Still fully clothed the pair kept on like this for fifteen minutes, with Louise’s breathing getting noticeably faster.    I went over to our bag, removed our digital camera, and sat back down on a chair near the bed.    Looking up Jon saw the camera and smiled at me, “Do you think it’s time I got her out of this robe?”.    I was probably as nervous as my wife and barely managed a nod.   Louise held her robe closely shut “Put that fucking camera away first – I didn’t agree to that…”.    Jon replied “Hey hun, he just wants a reminder of the day”..   Jon’s voice was clearly calming, and as he reached for her robe, she allowed him to ease it down over her shoulders, exposing her new corset and stockings.

“Fuck” was all he could manage to say – Louise tried to cover her figure up with her hands, but failed miserably.   “I told you I was too fat for a guy like you” she said, to which Jon laughed – “It’s not that honey, you look good enough to eat”.   Quick to retort, she gabbled “If you can see me, then get some of your gear off, lets see what you got”.    Still clearly nervous, I wasn’t sure if she really wanted to see him or was just buying time, but if it was the former she was out of luck.   In about ten seconds he had stood up, removed his shirt and jeans, and hopped back onto the bed – dressed only in boxers.

My wife gasped as she saw his chest, “Can I” she said, to which he winked.   Tentatively she reached out touching his chest – now I am not a chubby guy, but I haven’t got a six pack either – this guy was a solid as a paving slab!    Running her hands over his body, was clearly having some affect and his cock began to rise in his shorts.     Looking down my wife giggled for the first time, “What have we here then?”, and she rubbed his length through his boxers, visibly making him harder and harder.     Jon was beginning to moan, as was Louise, as she finally plucked the courage to reach inside his shorts and pull his impressive length out for show.     Quickly yanking down his shorts she gasped in awe, before grabbing his cock and slowly stroking his foreskin back down over his thick helmet.    Still rising even further he must have been at 9 inches, and twice the thickness of my own cock, and over the next 30 seconds it became clear that both of them  were now virtually oblivious to me sat in the corner.

Raising the camera I got my next picture, of my wife and Jon, her hand around his cock and her legs spread just wide enough to see the moist crease of her pussy through her shear panties.   “Hey” she said smiling “Watch what you are doing with that fucking flash” and with a wink she turned back to Jon, slowly wanking his prick.    Her other hand had moved down to her pussy, and she was slowly massaging herself through the moistened fabric.

Whilst enjoying the attention he clearly wanted a bit more of my other half, and he gently pushed Louise backwards onto the bed.    Kneeling next to her, he began by running his hands up her stockings, slowly spreading her legs with suggestive pushes of his huge shovel like hands.  Her legs open, he gently ran his finger over her now very damp panties.   “Getting a bit wet down there hun?”, to which she nodded, and without much hesitation he pulled them to one side and slid a huge black finger deep into her sopping love hole.

Moaning she reached back for his cock, as I stood at the end of the bed watching them wank each other.    My wife was clearly in ecstasy as he pushed a second finger into her pussy, and pulling down the top of her corset  she gave him access to a nipple, which he eagerly took in his mouth.   The darkness his mouth against her huge white breasts looked amazing, and I grabbed another picture, followed by a close up of his finger banging her tight twat.

“She’s a lovely tight pussy mate”, to which she replied “I shaved it especially for you”.    Jon smiled at her, and kissed her deep on the mouth, “Do you want me to taste it?” to which she mumbled “Only if I can taste you as well”.    Not believing how well she was getting into this I watched as Jon moved down the bed a little and my wife climbed on top of his mouth, lowering her pussy down onto him.   Sat upright she looked straight at me, and without saying a word leaned forward, her head now inches from his cock.

As her new lover probed her clit with his tongue my wife groaned, holding on to his cock like a lifesaver as she pushed back against him.    Grabbing her breath and smiling straight back at me again, she slid her hand from the top of his helmet down his shaft, massaging the large globule of  precum over his length – his black tool now glistening and with it’s large head raging for my wife’s attention.

Opening her mouth she extended her tongue over the head of his cock, which was met by an approving thrust upwards by Jon.   Catching her by surprise she pulled back, before pulling the thick shaft back up towards her mouth, slowly engulfing this huge black cock between her bright red lips.   My cock slides easily into her mouth and she can take most of the shaft, but with this she struggled to even get the head between her lips.    Spitting on his shaft and sliding her hand up and down loosely she resembled one of the whores in the films, occasionally rising to let out a deep moan as her black lover caught her clit.    Moving in really close I asked her to look up, taking a tight picture of her looking direct into the camera with her mouth just over his cock tip.

As she continued, her confidence grew and she slowly managed to get more of Jon down her mouth, although still no more than about four inches..    Jon’s groans deepened as my wife twisted his cock with her hand on each bob of her head, as if she wanted this huge fucker to cum deep down her throat, and  I have to admit – I admired his staying power – Louise  I was sure had cum into his mouth at least twice but his cock made it difficult to understand anything coming from her.   Finally after what seemed like hours she raised her head, looked over to Jon and said “Fuck my pussy”.    Jon said “Say please like a good little white bitch” – she replied “Please….pretty please”.

Releasing his cock from her mouth Louise rolled over onto her back, her pussy now flooded with a combination of her juices and Jon’s saliva.    Pushing a couple of fingers deep within her pussy she raised them up to her mouth, sucking a thick slimy coating of her cum scooped from deep within her.  Whilst rubbing at her pussy, Jon stood up at the side of the bed, his cock looking bigger than ever, and without even looking back over to me my wife parted her legs, exposing her gash to what must have been the biggest cock she had ever seen or imagined.

As Jon moved his cock I coughed and said “Louise” and nodded at his cock.   With a humph Louise turned around and said “Throw one over then” and I quickly opened a packet and threw a rubber over to her.   There was a clear look of disappointment in Jon’s face when he saw the condom, and despite a tiny protest, I think he was more worried about banging his rod through my wife than anything else.

Louise rolled on the condom expertly, which clung to about two thirds of his cock before it had ran out of room, but still – more than ample to do it’s job.    Lifting one of her legs in the air to give her lover deep access to her cunt, she beckoned him in, and he certainly didn’t need asking twice.

Jon moved over her, leaned forward and gave her another brief kiss, before moving up and rubbing his long cock against her pussy with his hand.    As his cock flicked against her bud she gave out little sighs, and she begged him to put it in her.    My wife has always had a tight pussy — there have been occasions when I’ve struggled to get my cock in her, but gently forcing his cock against her slit he pushed his thick head into the entrance of her pussy.

Louise came almost immediately, and Jon just smiled, waiting for her thrashing to die down.    “That feels like it’s splitting my in two” she said, to which Jon replied “I am not anywhere near half-way yet bitch”.    Smiling up at him, she egged him on, and despite his girth clearly testing her pussy to it’s limit, he pushed it in further into her sopping slit.

As his cock pushed deeper her face winced, and you could see her entire pussy flexing as he slowly moved it in and out – like he was almost a friction fit.    After half a minute of slow pushing forwards and backwards I heard two deep sighs, one from my wife and one from her lover, and suddenly his cock started moving more freely in and out of her.   I wondered if her pussy would ever feel the same after it’s quick lesson in stretching, but the show soon got the better of my attention.

Jon plowed his huge cock into her with gentle strokes at first, but soon picked up the pace, and as she rubbed furiously on her clit she came as hard as I had ever seen, screaming obscenities at her new lover and taking the piss out of me in the corner, “Fuck me you black bastard, show that pussy how to fuck a woman” at the top of her voice.     I grabbed the camera again and got a couple of pictures of my tight blonde wife’s pussy being completely wrecked by this cock as thick and as hard as a tree trunk.    Jon was clearly loving this, and after a quick wink over to me, leant down, kissing my wife deeply – the picture on my camera looking like they had been together for years.

After fifteen minutes of hard fucking my wife whimpered “Stop”, by now she had cum three or four times, and was in need of a break.    Jon pulled his cock from my wife, making a huge slurping noise, and leaving a gaping great hole where her pussy used to be.      “I just need a few minutes” she said “My cunt has gotten too sensitive”.    “No worries”, he said, and as he pulled off the condom and offered his dick up to her mouth she playfully kept him nice and hard whilst she recovered.

“Come here” she said to me.   I walked over to the bed, “Finger my pussy” she demanded.   I pushed one, two three and finally four fingers into her pussy easily, and could probably have got the whole fist up there if I tried.    “That’s what a proper cock does to a woman – now sit back in the fucking corner with your camera”.    Lifting my fingers up to my mouth I sucked on her cum, sticky and sweet, and slowly retreated.

Looking up at Jon she told him to lie down, “I wanna ride your cock”.    Jon lay on the bed as my wife moved over him, facing away from Jon towards me in a reverse cowgirl.    As she moved down I saw Jon’s uncovered shaft, and she reached down pulling it up towards her pussy.    “Ahem”, I said and pointed at his dick “Another condom”.    Louise looked at me as if she was about to protest, but thought better of it and said “There are some more in the bathroom hunni”..    I got up and walked around to the bathroom, looking through her small travel bag – There they were.

I could hear them giggling in the room – peeking back in I saw in the mirror at something which both shocked me but at the same time had me mesmerized – and forgetting the task at hand I just watched.   My wife was crouched over him, with her hand wrapped around his dick, stroking his bare cock against her pussy lips.   His helmet was slick, and again oozed thick globules of spunk, which formed little trails between his cock and her pussy.

I shouted “Just be a ho”, as I continued to watch.   Louise was now pushing the bare head just millimeters into her pussy, teasing Jon with her warm wet lips, giving him a feel of the real pussy he had fantasized about fucking this last few months.

He gave his hips a bit of a buck, pushing about two inches deep into her, which she quickly lifted off, before turning around and whispering “Behave, he’ll be back soon”.     Watching my wife in the mirror I watched as she looked down at his cock, before bobbing her pussy down onto his cock – this time with her instigating it, and Jon let out a stifled moan, as he felt her slick pussy to three or four inches this time.

Lifting up and clearly enjoying this game, she tried to tease him again, but as she engulfed his cock with her pussy he gave a sudden jolt of his hips, bringing his cock upwards at the same time.  Now buried in her,   a new look of lust spread across my wife’s face as she felt the warmth of his cock deep within and Jon gave himself away with his loudest moan so far….   Looking at her in the mirror she wasn’t letting this go now, and she slowly moved up and down on his shaft, working his length deep within her.  His cock now shining with her wetness, and my wife  now panting for breath, she turned to him and moaned “Fuck me now, and cum inside my twat”.

Walking back into the room I took one look at my wife and smiled, although she still decided to taunt me with “If you cannot give me a fucking baby, maybe this bastard can”, and she started bouncing on his uncovered shaft, screaming at me whilst begging Jon to release his spunk into her.

I was fucking turned on – whilst we didn’t exactly agree this I now wanted to see his thick cum oozing out of her body, and I moved in closely with the camera once more to get a photo of her pussy sliding onto his prick.    Jon was now sweating, his rhythm was picking up – clearly close to cumming in my wife, and the way she was thrusting over his cock you couldn’t blame him.    I looked at her and gave her a look to check she was ok with this, but she was well beyond making any decisions now – she thrashed her pussy down harder onto her lover, and begged him to unload in her.

Climbing off his cock Louise got on to all fours, offering her pussy to Jon from behind.    As Jon pushed his throbbing cock deep into her, her head fell down hitting the pillow, “Fuck, your so deep in me, I cannot take any more!”.    Louise looked over her shoulder watching Jon’s eyes as he picked up his rhythm.    “Do you wanna cum in this pussy or not”, she said softly, “I’m not on the pill, so fill me, give me a black baby”.    Her panting became delirious, but it was working, John started slamming into her with full effort, and despite her pussy being accommodated to his length and girth she was now screaming loudly on every push.

“I cumming” Jon yelled, as his groans got louder and his cock started thrusting into my wife in time with here bouncing.    “I want it all in me” she said and she pushed back deeper onto his cock, my wife started to orgasm yet again, and as her hips thrashed away and her pussy contracted you could see Jon’s balls twitch as he shot his load into her womb.    Pumping slower my wife bucked as he drained every last drop into her.

As he continue to moan, she got her breath back, and smiled “Fuck Jon, are you still cumming in me?”.   Nodding, he replied “It’s been a while though hun – lots of pent up spunk”, and as he pulled his dick from her cunt what looked like gallons of thick white cream oozed from her slit.    With a satisfied sigh, she reach down to her pussy, scooped two or three fingers of his cum, and sucked deeply on them, before she cleaned his cock off with her tongue.

As quickly as it started though they were done – my wife was laid back on the bed – pussy red raw and still leaking with cum, and Jon was in our bathroom washing up.    “I can’t stay”, he said – which clearly disappointed my wife, I’ve got to get back home for work tomorrow.     He got dressed in about ten minutes, and gave my wife one long kiss goodnight before telling her he’d love to do it again – “Agreed” she said, “But next time bring a friend” she quipped, smiling to herself like a cat which definitely got all the cream.

As he left I walked over to my wife, my cock standing proud.    Looking at me she laughed “What would I want with that?”.    Laughing she grabbed my cock and before she had pumped the shaft three or four times my spunk was streaming all over her corset.   Thoroughly knackered, she went and rested, leaving me to satisfy myself two or three more times during the night as I recalled the events I’d seen.

Since then she’s not had a repeat performance, nor heard from Jon – his mobile rings disconnected.   Probably terrified he planted his fertile seed in my wife he probably doesn’t want the maintenance payments, however, six weeks down the line and she hit her next period so he’s in the clear anyway.    She still insists on fucking herself with a huge dildo every time we are in bed, and I still struggle to satisfy her new sexual demands, but hey, I guess when she wants another go she’ll probably ask me when she has her lips around my cock again.

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Although my first attempt at a CuckoldLand story, I thought people might find my experience useful or interesting. Why? Because it is all exactly true and happened to me.

The one thing that I was not expecting was several roads this path leads down. Good roads, not slamming the lifestyle, just unexpected. My wife and I were quite adventurous sexually. We pillow talked about her making love with another man. She would dominate me during sex quite often, much to my enjoyment. Inside of this excited domination scene, she would spank and use her strap on. We would also lay and make-out in the backyard (in bathing suits) while she would put her leg on top of mine. While French kissing, she would stop and stare me in the eye and begin wetting on me. Sounds dumb but it was very, very intimate. That was a sign and we would go inside after she was finished. Those sessions always had breast-feeding episodes, followed by me “licking mommy’s ass” while she purred contently. So .. the stage was set.

She admitted over dinner one evening (NOT pillow talk) that she had found someone at work she wanted to have sex with. This is the key, guys. When your wife brings up the subject NOT in a sexual situation, she is ready. We arranged for him to come over one Friday evening. A striking Tom Selleck looking man, he was about 6’4″ (white, like us) and he obviously worked out. Very powerful looking. My wife fixed dinner and we sat down to eat. I knew what was going to happen that evening and was reminded by my wife over dinner through various things. Since the man was so large, he ate quite a bit. Steak was the entree and “Tom” had finished his and asked if there was more. Mine was about half eaten. My wife picked up my plate and scooted all of my food on to his plate. He smiled at me and finished my meal. I sat speechless. They both looked at me in the eye to let me know that this was purposeful and the sexual excitement started.

The meal continued and the conversation was normal while I sat with an empty plate. After dinner, we adjourned to the living room. My wife had rented an X-rated videotape, which she put in. She went to sit next to Tom on the couch after putting the tape in. After the goofy trailers on the tape, the plot started but nothing happened. Once the sex on the tape started though, the mood changed. Tom turned and began to kiss my wife. They kissed for a few minutes and she stopped him. She got up, came to me, French kissed me and then took off her wedding rings and gave them to me. She then returned to the couch. Things progressed and once Tom’s pants got unzipped, he scooped her up and in to our bedroom they went. I followed behind. It was not that passionate once in the bedroom but much more sexual and role-playing. She had obviously described to Tom our sex lives and he seemed to enjoy it too. Tom said for me to remove all of my clothes and stand next to the bed, which I did. They were still clothed. Tom then had my wife remove her clothes and get in to bed. He summoned me to him and had me undress him. Kind of odd, I thought. I got on my knees and undid his belt and helped him off with his pants. At this point, I thought some homosexual activity might be forced on me, but it wasn’t. He did ask me after helping to remove his underwear if I would like to get his cock “ready” to fuck his wife. I told him I wasn’t really in to that and he said ok and climbed in to bed. My wife openly masturbated on the bed while this was going on. They kissed and Tom masturbated her. He pushed her down to suck his cock. He arranged her in a 69 and while eating her clit told me to bend over and lick her ass, which I could easily do from the bedside position. He stopped eating her and began to humiliate me verbally along the lines of “yeah lick your wife’s ass while she has another man’s cock in her mouth.” He thought he was going to come too early and pushed my wife’s head away. He had her lay on the bed and told me to eat my wife’s cunt and get it ready for him. I complied and while I did this he reached for the top drawer of the chest and extracted the Vaseline and my wife’s dildo. They had obviously discussed this before hand as he knew right where to go. While I ate my wife’s cunt, she was more focused on what he was doing than my attentions. I was shocked when he started applying Vaseline to my ass and began to push his fingers in me. I was not in to this at all. I began to move away but a stinging slap to my ass and my wife’s two hands on my head kept me in place. I felt trapped and helpless, a very exciting position. He then inserted the dildo in to my ass and it hurt. He showed no gentleness at all. After he pushed it in and out of my ass for about 30 seconds my wife announced that she would like to use the bathroom before she made love to Tom. She began to move away and Tom said “let’s go watch.” He removed the dildo from my ass and we walked to the master bath. My wife sat down and began to pee while he watched. It was kind of odd, really, just the sound. When she finished, she reached for the toilet paper but Tom said “Nuh-uh” and pushed me down to all fours with my head next to her wet cunt. He told my wife to spread her legs. He put the dildo pack in my ass, which hurt less this time, and told me to clean her. I began to do this all the while he verbally reminded me what was going on, “Yeah … lick the piss off your wife’s cunt while you get a dildo stuck up your ass. Get that pussy ready for me to spray sperm in to.” This was getting very good, even though I had not expected this at all. I was really satisfied with this whole Hot Wife experience so far. I cleaned her entirely and my wife absolutely loved it. She moaned and pushed her ass up off the toilet seat and made sure I licked it clean too. When she said “I am sooo clean now ..” Tom took the dildo out of me and I stood up, as did she. We then walked back in to the bedroom.

Once we came back to the bedroom, Tom pointed to me to stand by the bed like I was before and told my wife to lay on her side on the bed. He was really getting in to the dominating role now and seemed to enjoy this too. That’s important when you consider a Hot Wife situation, too, guys. It’s essential that the person you choose is as strong mentally as you to handle the whole thing.

My wife got on her side and he pushed her closer to me. He snuggled in behind her and told me to get on my knees. My wife’s face was very close to mine. He told my wife to hold her leg up and that’s when he entered her for the first time. I was inches away from my wife’s slowly closing eyes and she sunk in to his pleasure and I could very clearly hear the moan of satisfaction another man was creating inside of my blushing bride.

Unfortunately, this is a real story and I’d like to say he lasted for hours and they did everything possible but the whole scene was really charged sexually and it did not take long at all for him to start to pump hard and breathe heavy. My wife said “O my God .. oh .. he’s starting to cum in me. I can feel it. It’s so hot..” as she looked me in the eye. She bent her neck a little and I did too. As Tom pumped harder, my wife and I began to French kiss as another man pumped his sperm in to my wife’s pussy. She kept breaking our kiss to moan but then went back to kissing me passionately and as he came in her. Tom slowed but we still kissed as he lay there slowly pumping in and out as he still came in small spurts. He would shudder and jam it up in her and she would gasp and break our kiss. This went on for a couple minutes. It was one of the longest kisses of our marriage. When he finally fell out, I asked her quietly if she had cum and she said “no” with a whisper.

The energy was spent and Tom lay on his back on my side of the bed. My wife went to lay on his hairy chest and snuggle in the afterglow with him. He kissed her on the top of the head and stroked her hair. I stood back up, next to the bed. Everything was quiet for a couple minutes as their breathing returned to normal. I just stood there with a very erect penis and watched these few minutes as my wife cuddled with her lover on our bed.

Tom whispered something to her and she moved her top leg a little bit. Just a little bit to where I could see the semen in her pussy. I didn’t seem like he came alot (this is a true story, remember, no “gallons” here:) but I could see his white pearl drop on the outer lips of her vagina. My wife looked over her shoulder at me and began to move on the bed in my direction. She asked me to lay on the bed and I did. Tom scooted over closer to his edge and got on his side and looked at us. My wife stroked my face and went in to her “mommy” mode. She asked me if “baby” would like to breast feed. Well, this was all well and good when it was just us but it was very embarrassing with someone else in the room but I began to suckle. She stroked my hair. She began explaining to me that mommy needed big men’s cocks sometimes but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t still mommy’s little helper. She’s put in lots of “yeahs” as she stroked my hair …. it’s strange the silly details you remember. She asked if baby was hungry because I was suckling so hard. I nodded with her nipple in my mouth. She then began pushing my head away from her breast and down. “Baby needs to feed … well mommy has something to feed baby … the big man left a little mess for you to clean out of mommy” as she pushed my head to her cunt. This was definitely not part of our fantasy when we talked about it. I got to her pussy. I remember getting a very close look at her outer vagina lips as they were protruding. Her pubic hair was wet and matted. There was definitely a hole there from where Tom had been. Inside of it, and now running down to the crack of her ass, was the sperm the man now kissing and sighing in my wife’s ear had left there. She began stroking his face with her right hand and French kissing him while holding my head in place with the other hand.

I hesitantly began to stick my tongue in my wife’s pussy. I tasted his semen for the first time. I looked up to see Tom’s neck craned over my wife as they french kissed and stroked each other’s faces. When I saw them being intimate after their love making session, I began to lap up his sperm. To get it all, I had to make a sucking, slurping sound and they both giggled at me and began to watch me. I tried to steal the show and really started eating her now. Tom began to pinch my wife’s breasts and she began to moan. Her hips began wildly bucking and she started coming. She was totally out of control now and a little bit from her bladder spilled out and in to my mouth as I jammed my tongue up her cunt. She started shaking, almost convulsing, and pushed me away from her, like she couldn’t take any more. She lay there with her eyes closed gasping. Every few seconds she would convulse her body and twitch as Tom kissed her neck and stroked her belly. Once she calmed down a little bit I began to move on to the bed. I climbed atop her and moved my penis to the entrance of her vagina. I pushed my way in easily and Tom moved back a little. She hardly noticed me being there and never opened her eyes. I started to pump in and out and she started reaching for Tom’s penis blindly, her eyes still closed never looking at me. She found it with her hand and I glanced to see it was rock hard again. I was getting close to cumming but she opened her eyes quickly, almost panic like, and put both hands on my shoulders. She looked me in the eye very suddenly and began to push me off of her. I would not relent, I was very close to cumming. In a very non-sexual way she told me “No .. honey … take it out. TAKE IT OUT. DAVID .. NOW!” When she says David, she means business and she was pushing her off of me pretty hard. I was this close to cumming! But I did as she said and slipped it out of her. As I was moving off of her, I could feel Tom’s hips next to mine and he was eagerly ready to take my place and my wife began to smile again while looking at him, as did he at her. I stood back at the side of the bed. Tom began to pump her eagerly and they began French kissing, broken only by her sighing and moaning as they fucked. He put my wife’s legs up and the slap of the two bodies was really loud as he was really bringing the mail! I remember the bed war really rocking and creaking. It’s strange the small details that you remember so vividly. She began to talk to me telling me that mommy loved the big man’s cock. It was what she needed. “Oh God yes .. that’s what mommy needed was a big man’s cock…unmgh ..oh God yes…” Tom pushed inside of her all the way, stopped cold, stood up on his knees a little and held her ankles with his hands. My wife went back to her non-sexual mode and asked me if I would mind waiting outside the bedroom while they finished. I hesitated but she explained that she wanted to spend some “alone” time with Tom. I began to exit the bedroom, disgraced, but it got much worse as Tom interjected before I got out the door “And take your dildo with you.” They both laughed.

I stood at the threshold of the door and watched as I stroked my cock. They started to screw again, but after a little while she whispered something in Tom’s ear and he stopped. They both looked at me. She said to me very directly, “Honey .. please .. close the door.” I hesitated … she gave me that disappointing look and cocked head. I grabbed the doorknob. I sunk down the wall in the hallway outside of our bedroom and listened to my wife fuck. She sounded like she came again, I couldn’t really tell. I masturbated myself to climax. They were still fucking when I went in to the lving room to turn the still on t.v. off.

While I cleaned up the dishes from dinner, they must have cuddled in the bedroom as the sounds from there had stopped. I had cum and was less in to it since my climax. I didn’t want to hear or see anymore. I was really done with the experience at this point. That’s also some advice to you guys. Once you cum, it’s a whole different ballgame. It feels totally different and more like your wife is just fucking some other guy in your house other than some charged sexual situation. So, watch your orgasms. When you cum, plan for it to be pretty much over. Cuz you’ll feel like you have had enough because the situation is so emotionally draining and charged.

About 20 minutes later, my wife emerged from the bedroom. They walked hand in hand to the front door, he fully clothed, she in a bathrobe with messy hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck as I watched and gave him a long loving french kiss in our breezeway. He then looked me in the eye, nodded, looked at her and then left.

………and that’s how my wife became a hot wife.

It’s all true and it is my experience with The Hot Wife scene.

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