“This is normal for on his afternoon off,” I said. “Some of these folders are Harrington’s. Do I have to do his work too, or is it that I am cough up? Guess what? I am going to take the afternoon off too. It is such a nice afternoon, and it will be a good chance to surprise my wife.”

“Oh, please, don’t do that,” implored Lisa. “This work has got to be done today.”

“Then let Harrington do it. I need an afternoon off. If Eric can do it I can too,” I replied angrily. ” I don’t care if he is the boss, he doesn’t own me.”

“You will regret this,” Lisa said in a muffled tone.

“What did you say Lisa?” I asked. Lisa turned and walked away without an answer. “Well maybe I will get fired tomorrow, but today Melanie and I will enjoy the afternoon.”

I was looking forward to surprising Melanie. We had been married for eleven years and had two children. We were both in out mid thirties, and we were both in very good condition. Melanie did not show the effects of the two kids. She was still a petite 5’2″ and 34-22-34. Her shiny brunette hair cascaded over her slight shoulders and down to the middle of her back. She was beautiful and the pride of my life. Our love life was very good and I knew that this afternoon interlude was just thing to keep the spark alive.

The drive home took about thirty minutes, but it was a quiet time as I dreamed of the time with my wife and this day. But the spell was broken as I rounded the corner of the street to my house. There in the driveway sat Eric’s maroon Buick. I was shocked but curious too, so I parked a few doors down the street, and sneaked into my house by the back door.

The house is on one floor so I had to be careful. This could still just be a legitimate meeting rather than an affair, and I didn’t want to be caught. These though were dashed completely when I heard giggling and coming form the bedroom. The door was open slightly so I moved past their door and into my daughter’s bedroom where I could get a good view of the activity.

I felt my face drain and my fingers go numb when I saw Eric sitting of the bed with his cock buried in my beautiful wife’s mouth. She was sucking hard and pumping the base of his cock with her hand. She was looking up adoringly at Eric as if spellbound by his presents. She was moaning quietly as she worked toward his explosion while he groaned with excitement and anticipation.

I turned away feeling more anger than I had ever had to deal with in my life, but my situation was compromised. I wanted to charge in and confront them but I loved Melanie. I didn’t want to lose her, and the violent scene that I wished for would certainly make the repair of our marriage difficult. Then too, Eric would probably fire me for interfering. He was constantly chasing the women in the office and even threatened their jobs if they did not give in to his lust. He was really a first class bastard.

I heard him growl, and I had to look again. He was pumping her mouth full of his cum and she was swallowing as fast as she could. The load must have been immense because I could see some dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin, and his cock. Depression overwhelmed me again as she smiled. She wouldn’t let me cum in her mouth. She said that it tasted too bad. Now she looked delighted swallowing his cum. His cock slipped from her mouth. It was surprisingly short; why did she want one that was so much smaller than my own.

Melanie moved to the bed and splayed her cunt wide like a whore. “Eat my God damned cunt!” shouted Melanie. “Make me cum, I want it so bad. Make me come”

Eric slid between her legs and started to slurp. “Is this what you want?” he said sarcastically.

“No you bastard, she screamed. “The clit, suck my clit.”

“You mean here,” he said, sucking on her pussy lips.

“My clit asshole,” she screamed again.

“Here,” he said.

“God, that’s it,” she said. “Oh it feels so good. Make me cum, make me cum.”

I turned and slid down against the wall. Tears were streaming down my face as I tried to stifle the sobs. I had never heard Melanie talk like that. She sounded like a real slut. I must admit that I was jealous, not only of the act, but her obvious enjoyment of the conduct that I had never seen before now.

I heard Lisa moan the scream again. I had to look, I just couldn’t stand it. She was wreathing on the bed, grinding her cunt into his mouth as hard as she could. Then with a mammoth explosion she came, shooting her cum over his face and onto the bed. Sadly I thought out loud, “I didn’t even know that she could squirt.”

Now I stood riveted to the action. Eric moved beside my beautiful wife and stared sucking on her tit. They weren’t big, B cups I think, but they were perfectly shaped and firm. He sucked for a few minutes as she moaned and fondled his balls.

Suddenly she grabbed his cock and wrapped her arms around his head. “Fuck me, fuck me now,” she cried. ” I need that cock all the way in my cunt, all of the way, you hear. Stick it in now.”

Eric said nothing. He moved on top of her and sank his cock in to the hilt in one shove. She groaned, threw her legs around his waist and dug the nails into his back. He was pounding her pussy unmercifully and she loved it.

“Yes, yes it’s good. Fuck me harder, harder. Make me cum Ahhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh,” she gasped and she exploded in another orgasm. “You’re not done yet. Don’t cum. I want more.”

He turned her over and entered her doggy style. Now I could see his cock sliding in and out of my wife’s beautiful pussy. As he picked up speed he was pounding her. I could hear his pelvis slapping against her ass. I could see his fingers mauling her clit

Despite the revolting emotions I felt, nature began to take over. I suddenly became aware of my hardened cock straining against my pants. I refused to take enjoyment from this by jerking off but my body had other plans. Melanies hips began to buck hard almost pulling Eric out of her cunt. He grabbed her shoulders to gain leverage while she sent her fingers to molest her clit. With a giant roar Melanie came, more violently than I had ever seen before. I saw Eric’s ass contract as he shot stream after stream of his seed into her waiting tunnel. They collapsed on the bed in complete satisfaction. At the same time I started it spurt involuntarily into my pants. God it was a great orgasm. I was ashamed.

I turned back into the room just in time as I heard them start to get up. “You had better go,” she said. “I don’t want to get caught.”

“That wimp won’t say anything,” Eric replied. “He knows that I would fire him if he caused any trouble.”

“I don’t want to hurt him,” Melanie said. “I do love him you know.”

They moved to the entrance foyer and she gave Eric a passionate kiss good bye. She watched as he went to his car.

She turned and saw me standing there. The look of shock on her face was disarming. She started to cry and so did I. I was humiliated and hurt, but I still loved her. She looked me in the eye and said, “Will you listen to me for a while. If you want a divorce after you hear me out I will not resist, and will give you everything you want. God knows you deserve it.”

- Part II -

“It began two years ago at the company Christmas party,” she began. “Eric trapped me by the conference room door and ushered me inside. I had been warned by the other women about his advances, but I thought that I could keep him under control. He pressed against me rubbing his chest against my tits. I tried to move back but he pushed me against the table. He started to run his hand up my skirt. I told him to stop, but he said that he was going to fuck me and I might as well enjoy it. I told him no that I was true to you. He then advised me that if I was interested in your career and continued employment I had better cooperate. He said he liked to do cooperative wives.”

“I said that we would get caught here,” she continued, “but he would hear non of that. He said that he didn’t care, that he was the boss and if anyone didn’t like it that they would be unemployed. I convinced him that a blowjob would be better and that we would not be gone as long. He agreed but warned me not to spit it out. I tried to give the best suck that I could. I wanted to please him so that he would not take it out on you. His cock was kind of short so I could take the whole thing in my mouth and suck like crazy. He must have liked it because he shot off in no time. I was amazed at how much cum the produced. I couldn’t swallow it all and it dribbled down my chin and on to my dress. I put his cock in his pants and allowed him to kiss me. I really hoped that that would be the end.”

“That son of a bitch,” I screamed. “That was sex. Why didn’t you… I guess I understand.”

“I wish that was all,” she said,” but there is more. “The following Wednesday he came to our house and demanded another fuck. I knew that there was no sense to refuse so I just let him. When he left he said that he would be back every Wednesday and advised me to be there. This has continued ever since but there has been one change. I got to like it. He began to realize how much of a nympho I was and he even fixed me up with some of your visiting salesman. I guess that there have been a lot since then.”

Now I was sobbing uncontrollably, unsure of what to say or even what I thought. I guess that I was just numb. “I guess you couldn’t tell me,” I said. “I guess the whole office knows that you are the company whore. How can I ever go back there again.”

“I have a lot more to tell you so please hear me out,” she asked. “I am not the company whore. He fucks a lot of girls in the office, sometimes two or three a day. I don’t know how he keeps it up. The only women that he doesn’t fuck is his wife, and she fucks many of the salesman on the side. But there is more about me that you should know.”

“We went to different colleges so you didn’t know my reputation then, but I did my best to fuck every guy on campus,” she confided. “I have a stronger sex drive than any women that I know. When we got married I thought that I could control it; and I did for eight years. I had to masturbate two or three times a day but I did it. Sometimes I would rub my pussy raw after we fucked, unable to obtain satisfaction after more orgasms than I could count. There is nothing that I like better than a good stiff dick in my cunt or my mouth and I can’t seem to get enough. I never swallowed your cum, cursed while we were making love, or screamed with my orgasms because you always treated me with respect. You treated me like a lady, and I didn’t want to ruin that image.”

“There is one more thing,” she said. “There is a part of me that no one other than you can have. The love and emotion that goes with our sex is good and genuine. I feel things with you that no one else can give me. I really do love you. Judging from the spot on your pants it couldn’t have been totally bad. I want you to fuck me now and tell me it is ok. There is not competition for my love. You have it all. If you want me to stop I will try, but I would rather be me. I wish that we could alter our lifestyle but the choice is yours.”

I grabbed her and kissed her as hard as I could. She dropped to her knees and pulled out my hardened cock and started slurping. She ran her tongue around the tip and the up and down the length. God, I was hot and I was going to cum soon. My balls started twitching, my cock jerked, and I felt the hot load of juice explode into her waiting mouth. She swallowed as hard as she could trying to save every precious drop, but some dribbled on her chest. She took the finger, wiped it off and lifted it to her tongue.

I removed her clothes and started to push my face into her pussy. The smell of his cum and the juice mixed was overpowering and her thighs were sticky from the amount that dribbled down the legs. I thought about what I was doing but realized that this was not the first time that I had tasted his cum second hand. The aroma was drove me into ecstasy, and I drove my tongue into the crack savoring the taste and smell. I ran my tongue up and down her cunt finally stopping at her clit. A couple of licks sent her to heaven. She came over and over again. I lost count of her orgasms, but I kept licking until my tongue was worn out. I was determined to satisfy her.

My cock was hard as steel again so she rolled me onto my back and slid her pussy over my cock in one push. This fuck was as exciting as anything that I had ever felt. She was slick and smooth from all of that cum in her cunt. She fucked hard and fast until both of us exploded and collapsed on the floor. I was exhausted, but she raised herself on one elbow and asked me to rub her cunt some more. Then I realized what she meant when she said that she couldn’t get enough.

- Part III -

In the morning we fucked again. I didn’t care about being late. I don’t think that I cared whether or not I kept the job even though I had been there a long time and had a lot of intangibles. “Don’t say anything about yesterday darling,” she said. “Let me talk to Eric and see where we stand. I promise that whatever is done you and I will fuck each other more than we ever have, and our sex life will be great. OK?”

“Whatever comes up at work I will do nothing until I talk to you,” I replied. “I love you Mel, and I will go along with anything that will make you happy.”

When I got to work Lisa snickered but nothing was said about my tardiness or the preceding afternoon. About noon Lisa came into my office and told me that Eric wanted to see me immediately. Her superior tone unnerved me, but I said nothing. Eric was smiling when I entered his office. It was a friendly smile so I wondered what was up.

“Tom,” he began, ” You have been with this company for over ten years now and you have done an outstanding job. As a result I am promoting you to senior analyst immediately.” I knew that this would get me out of town more that ever and I was unhappy about that, but I remembered Melanie’s last words. ” I want you to move to the office down on the corner, the one with all of the windows, today. Tthen you can take tomorrow off too. On Monday you will have to go to York to straighten out John Avery’s network mess. Sorry, but I guess you will be there all week. By the way, a twenty percent raise and a company car go along with this position.”

I guess that I should have thanked him but I didn’t. I told him that I would get right on it and started out to claim my new office. “Send Lisa in on your way out, Tom,” he said. I passed the word along but waited outside the door after it was closed and locked. As expected, I heard Eric groan and say, ” Lisa you are the best cocksucker in the world.” I guess that she was a company whore too.

When I got home Mel greeted me at the door in a sleek black mini dress black hose and no bra, probably no panties either. The kids will be at Laura’s for the weekend and we are going to have the time of out lives. We went to dinner at a small quiet café, and I grew bolder than ever. I masturbated her under the table, something I had always wanted to do. She smiled and said, “This is going to be great,” as the juice ran down her legs.

We fucked and sucked all weekend through Sunday morning. I have never cum that many times or that often, but I was able to hang in with her. It was evident though that I could never really fulfil her by myself. Finally I asked,” Do you know about the new job.”

“Yes,” she said.

“You know that this will keep me out of town a lot more,” I said. “All of next week,” I added.

“I know,” she said with a sly look on her face. “I have a full week planned for my cunt, but it will take you a while to recover from this weekend, and it isn’t even over with. You can fuck other girls when you are out of town you know.”

She handed me a wrapped package and told me to open it. Inside were four surveillance cameras with microphones. She then produced a larger box that contained a recorder and monitor. ” Now Mister electronics expert, install these and you can watch anytime that you wish,” she said. The installation took about two hours and then we started making love again and kept at it until morning.

I had to start to York ten AM. Melanie walked with me to the car carrying another present. This is a speaker phone,” she said. Hook it up in your hotel room and I will call you about nine thirty after the kids are asleep.”

“Who are you going to fuck tonight?” I asked.

“Eric,” she replied. “I want you to hear the whole thing and jerk off while we are doing it. OK”

That night she called as planned. She told me that Eric wasn’t in on the plan, so I should not make any noise if possible. That call was the most erotic thing that I have ever heard. “God I love to suck your cock,” she said. “You cum so much it runs out of my mouth every time. Do it doggy style. That’s right, pump my pussy until I can’t stand it anymore. Yes, yes, that is so good. Fuck me more, more god it’s so gooooood.” Her pleas for more and his groans and praise of her charms made me so hot that I could hardly stand it. I could picture him shooting cum into her mouth, and doggy fucking her love tunnel. I could visualize the cum running down her thighs and the scratches on his back. She intentionally but discreetly detailed everything that was happening, and I had to join in. I jerked my dick until I came three times all over the bed. I was exhausted.

“He is gone now,” she advised. ” Did you like that.”

“It was great,” I said. “When I can’t watch or hear will you tell me about your exploits?”

“Sure I will,” she replied.

“I will be home on Saturday,” I told her. “Send the kids to your Mother’s for Saturday night and make dinner for three. Some wine would be nice too.”

“Are you planning a surprise for me?” she asked.

“You will see,” I said. “I really love you, and I will do anything for you. I think this new life style might be great.”

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My Story

Hi, just a little background for you before I start my true story. I am a 22 year old white female named Callie, about 5’7 160lb’s, auburn hair, green eyes, a perfect Irish Beauty. I am a full time pre-med student but still love to have fun and go out and party. The partying is what got me into fucking black men.

I had went out with a couple of girlfriends to a house party somewhere in an older, more “ghetto” part of town. I kept joking we were going to get mugged or date raped and we would all laugh. Some time during this crazy house party we got split up and I was standing against the wall sipping on a beer when a 30 or so year old black man came up to me and said to follow him. At first I was like whats going on?  But I followed him anyways. He led me up the stairs and into a room with a closed door.

He promptly shut the door behind him and locked it. “Get on your knees white bitch,” he demanded. I noticed that there were 3 other guys in the room all watching me. I froze completely.

The man grabbed my breast and squeezed it hard, “I said get on your knees bitch, before I make you.” I calmly obeyed but was shaking in fear. “Please don’t hurt me,” I studdered, “I’ll do anything you want.”

They all laughed, “Yes you will you filthy little white slut!” one guy said. Another came closer, “Take your shirt off bitch I want to see your little white tits.”

I hesitated before reaching to take my shirt off and the man who led me to the room promptly reached foreward and ripped my semi-slutty tank-top off. Automatically I wrapped my arms around my exposed 38c breast, “Please, please,” I begged.

The leader (the one who brought me in to the room) started unbuttoning his pants, “Dont worry slut we aren’t going to do anything you wont be begging us to do again later!” they all laughed as they watched him slap me across the face with his hard black cock, “Take it in your mouth bitch, and dont even think about biting or I will hurt you.”

I opened my mouth and let him place his hard cock in my mouth. I could barely fit it in width wise, and choked about 5 inches down. He reached down and slapped me, “Stop your gagging bitch and suck.”

I concentrated on sucking his massive cock while two of the other guys started undressing me from the waste down. Before I knew it I had four large black cocks in front of my face and I was naked. My pussy had grown wet on its own and they could see moisture dripping on my thighs. One guy started tweeking my nipples another smacking my ass. I moaned on the leaders cock and he laughed as he grabbed my long hair and made me look at his face.

“Your liking this you dirty little bitch arent you? Your going to be a BBC slut before you know it, now take your slutty lips off my cock bitch.” I moved my mouth slowly off his cock and sat back on my knees.

“Donte, you take her wet little pussy first it doesnt look like she’s had a real niggers cock in her pussy before,” the leader said again as he stuck his hand between my legs and dipped a big black finger in me. I nearly moaned when he did. I kept thinking ‘oh my god what is wrong with me? they are raping me and here i am moaning and getting wet and enjoying it.”

Donte pulled me up by one arm and led me to the dirty full size bed in the room. He pushed me back and spit on his hand that he promptly rubbed on his cock, “Spread your legs bitch.” I immediatly obeyed not knowing what else to do, “Good bitch!” they all laughed.

I was so turned on I wanted this black stranger to fuck me! What was wrong with me, I had never done anything like this before but I wanted it so bad.

Before I knew Donte had his cock tip in my pussy, he grabbed my hips and slid in as far as he could go, “Uhhh, what a tight little slut,” he pumped in and out a few times slowly, “You liking this you little bitch? You liking your first black cock fucking your tight little pussy? You better your pussy wont be tight when we’re done you’ll be a regular BBC slut when my boys and I finish!” I moaned as he picked up the pace and started banging me harder.

Donte pulled out rather suddenly and crawled up to strattled my face, “You want this bitch? You want to lick your cum off my cock?” I stared at his thick black cock in awe for a second not knowing what to say. “Make up your mind bitch or I’m gonna dump it in your tight little pussy.”

“No!” I shook my head, “Not in my pussy I’m not on birth controll!” I whimpered.

I felt hands grab my wrists and a pair on my thighs spreading them and holding them down as Donte got back between my legs. “First rule of being a BBC slut is a black man can come in any hole any time he wants, he even has the right to fill your unprotected cunt with his cum bitch and you will take it.”

He shoved his cock in me roughly and banged my pussy raw until I could feel his cum spurting in my pussy. I cried out as I came too, all of the guys laughing at me. I was given no break in between cocks. Next a sexy black guy with an even bigger cock perhaps 9 inches who was even thicker climbed between my legs, lifting my legs up with arms as Donte slapped me with his cum covered cock, “Clean it up bitch while my nigga Trevon fucks you, dont worry he’s quick, but he likes it rough.”

Before I knew it Trevon had rammed his cock in my slippery wet cum-filled pussy and was forcing his cock in and out as hard and as fast as he could, “Fucking white cunt is my favorite thing to do. The more you cry out the better it is for me bitch, I’m just breaking this pussy in for my fellow niggas to fuck.” He pumped harder, until I did cry out even with Dontes almost clean cock in my mouth.

“Second rule of being a BBC slut is you will fuck any black man anywhere and any time he demands bitch. And you will submit to his every wish.” He slammed harder and harder untill I screamed out, an orgasm in full blast from this rough fuck. Donte pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped me hard, “what a good bitch!” he laighed.

“Tell me where you want me to cum bitch!” Trevon growled at me. “My mouth please, please cum in my mouth!” i cried.

He pulled out laughing as his cock quivered and he spurted his cum into my mouth. It was more then a mouth full and when a drip or two dripped down my cheeck Trevon smacked me so hard I thought my head would fall off, “Rule number three you fucking bitch, a black man’s cum is never to be wasted, not even a tiny drop. You either swallow it all or take it in another hole. Dont be wasting that shit!”

I swallowed what was in my mouth and whiped the drop from my chin and licked it off. “Do you think we should give this slut a break?” the leader asked before answering himself, “Nah I think Dameon and I should DP this slut!”

“No please I’ll fuck you both but please give my pussy a break, please?” I begged almost in tears. “Tears wont work bitch, climb on my cock and ride it.” The leader demanded coldly. I was shaking but I did what I was told. I had no idea what would happen next or what DP ment but I was so horny and scared I didnt know what to do so I just did what I was told. The leader, who’s name I later learned was named Toni, had the biggest cock i’d ever seen about 10 1/2 or 11 inches and at least 3 across in width. I guided the tip to my pussy and before I knew it Toni grabbed my hips and forced me down on it. I screamed out but Toni moved my hips for me and soon I had taken over and was riding him like a cowgirl in a rodeo. I had no idea what had come over me, I was scared and ashamed but I was so turned on I was doing whatever these black guys wanted from me.

“Lean foreward bitch,” Toni instructed roughly as I continued riding his cock. I leaned foreward touching my tits to his chest and I could feel another pain of hands on my hips. My ass was sticking out and spread wide for everyone to see. “Your going to be DP and like it bitch, I’m gonna stick my cock in your tiny little ass and fuck you at the same time Toni is.” the four guy laughed as he guided his cock to my virgin ass hole.

“Please no,” I begged, “Please please no!” But it was too late, the four and final cock rammed its way into my ass tearing its way in. I screamed as Toni and Devon DP’d me for the first time. I cried but no one cared they just continued watching and fucking. Soon I was coming to the biggest orgasm I had ever had (including when I used toys on myself!) and before I knew it I was screaming for them to fuck me harder and fill my dirty white bitch pussy.

I came so hard I passed out and woke to Toni slapping me, “Wake up bitch, were bout to fill two of your hole with our black seed!” I moaned barely aware of what was going on until I felt my pussy spasm in another orgasm as Toni and Devon spurted their gooey black seed in me.

Devon pulled his cock out of my ass and Toni pushed me off of him so I landed roughly on the floor on my ass, “Suck us clean bitch!” Toni demanded. I got on my knees and obeyed taking turns licking and sucking each of their cocks like a trained slut.

Soon everyone but Toni left. I was sitting on the floor hugging my knees when Toni approached me and sat on the bed, “Your a good little bitch. Welcome to your life as a BBC slut.”

“What is a BBC slut?” I whispered. And thats when Toni laid it all out for me. He told me all of the rules and about how white women were made for black me to fuck and how they were superior to us. I learned that night that black men could and should have their way with dirty white sluts like myself any time and any place that they wanted, regardless if I had a white boyfriend or not. Toni explained that I could go about my regular life, but I was to know be prepared to fuck any black man that laid eyes on me from the age of 16 to 99. My pussy was to be clean and shaven at all times, and I was to be clean and ready to please at any minute. He told me he was going to give my phone number out and that I should now answer my phone “Callie, white slut, how can i please your black cock today?” and how I should drop everything to please a black man. Toni said he would be like my “pimp” and would get me into the BBC slut business. I was also not to start birth control as it was my duty as a white woman to let any black man fill me with his cum and if I should get pregnant it would be a great honor and how i would fuck until the day I delivered and keep having black babies until I couldn’t any longer.

It was alot to take in. When I left the party that night, in an old dirty t-shirt Toni pulled out from god knows where, tied up so it showed my mid-rift, I got my ass grabbed and one black man even shoved his fingers in my cum filled pussy as I walked by. I felt confused and yet very excited. I knew from that night on that I would do as Toni told me and fuck any black man who wanted me and I was turned on by it.

As the first week went by I fucked probably 10 more black men that Toni had given my number to, and gave a few blowjobs in the parking lot at my college to random black guys that hit on me. Before I knew it I was fucking 2-3 guys a day and even started dressing and acting like a real BBC slut. I never wear underwear any more or a bra. I wear sluttier clothes and even managed to get an A in satistics by fucking my 55 year old teacher in his office once a week.

I have given birth to one black bred baby and am pregnant with my second. I have no idea who the daddies are but it doesn’t matter because black men are happier to fuck me when I tell them I’ve been black bred and I’m pregnant and they even give me money and buy me and the baby stuff. I’m a total BBC slut and I love it. This story is no lie this is how I truely became a BBC slut. I live this every day and I’m totally happy with my life. I actively try to get my white girlfriends on the band-wagon and have managed to bring my one married friend whose husband is now a cuckhold over and another one of my friends is pregnant with her first black bred baby. I couldnt be happier with my life!

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Kat is Scandinavian, blond, blue eyes, five feet four inches one hundred five pounds and has kept her shape even after having two kids.  For Kat, sex is a very important part of life. Unlike some women, she craves sex on a daily basis.  She masturbates at least once a day in addition to wanting oral, anal or straight sex.  Her collection of sex toys would make most sex toy stores look empty. In a guess you could say that reason for her toys is of my doing. You see after our second daughter was born her pussy was stretched out too much for my skinny little cock to feel anything. Since giving Kat pleasure is a top priority in my life, I bought her bigger and bigger dildos  until I found one big enough  to give her pussy that full feeling.          As a joke I bought  a black dildo. At ten inches long and over two inches in diameter it makes my cock look more like a finger. When Kat unwrapped that dildo, she said. “Willy, where have you been.” We laughed and kidded about her new black lover never dreaming that one day she might have a real live Willy with a cock to match her toy.  This was after our second daughter was born and we had come to the conclusion that my cock just wasn’t doing much for Kat. Other than slipping my cock up Kat’s ass, our sexual activities were mostly of the oral mature.

Our favorite sex game was for Kat to suck my cock as I pumped Willy into her pussy.  I began dreaming that some big black stud was pleasuring  Kat’s  pussy as she made love to my cock with her mouth. Kat began commenting on the size of black cocks we saw on the net. Half joking I made a comment about finding her a black stud.  Kat got mad at me and insisted there was nothing wrong with the way things were. Later that night, she was hornier  than usual. She was really humping her pussy on “Willy”  as she sucked my cock with great passion.

It seemed that every time I turned around the vision of Kat being fucked by a well- hung black stud would pop into my mind. I made a point of subtly showing Kat pictures of black men fucking white wives. I also showed her the interracial sex sites on the net. Kat wouldn’t comment much but she was always hotter in bed after seeing a black stud pleasuring as white woman.

One night we were at a party with some friends and noticed an interracial couple. Kat couldn’t keep her eyes off them and several times I saw her talking to the white wife. She was a bit tipsy by the time we went home  and asked how she could meet a black guy and other questions about making sure he was clean etc.

I found a night club in a neighboring town that has a lot of mixed couples.  One night Kat and I went there “just to watch.” As we sat at a table, a good looking young black man came over to ask Kat to dance. She looked at me for permission. I smiled and told her it was up to her. Kat hesitantly went but within a couple minutes she was caught up in the music.

I sat watching Kat dance a fast dance without much body contact then as that dance ended the guy she was dancing with took her hand and asked Kat for the next one. This dance was a slow number and in no time she was rubbing against her black partner. When Kat finally returned to our table, her nipples were poking out like two hard fingers, signaling  her arousal.

Kat barely had time to catch her breath before another black asked her to dance. This went on for the rest of the night. Kat was positively glowing from all the attention. When we got home, she was a wild woman in bed, fucking “Willy” with everything she had. The next week we were back at the same club. One of the men Kat had met the week before was there and after Kat danced with him several times she introduced him to me.

I don’t know what I expected but I found Art to be very pleasant and articulate. During that evening I could see that Kat had been charmed by Art. Art asked me if we would be back the next night. I told him that I had to go out of town so I wouldn’t be able to bring her. Art then asked if I would allow him to pick up Kat and take her out.  I still don’t know why I said yes. Hell Kat is my wife and here I was giving my permission for her to go out on a “date.” On the way home Kat bubbled as she talked about Art then she suddenly went silent.  Kat reached out to touch my arm and with a serious look, asked if I was sure it was all right. After we got home and sent our baby sitter home, Kat and I talked for several hours. Kat was ready to call the whole thing off but to my surprise, I told her that I wanted her to go out and have a good time and for her not to feel guilty.

In bed, Kat went wild, sucking my cock until my nuts were shooting air as I plumbed her pussy with her dildo “Willy.” The next day I had trouble focusing on my business meeting as my thoughts kept going to Kat in Art’s arms. When I finished my morning meeting, I called to reconfirm my afternoon meeting and was told that the key person was out sick. We rescheduled, and I went home.

Driving home I thought about calling Kat and telling her I would be home sometime after dinner but thought she might cancel her date so I decided to surprise her. Pulling up in front of our house I saw the babysitter’s car in the driveway. I pulled my car in the garage and went in. The kids were delighted to see me and after sending the baby sitter home, kept me busy until I tucked them in bed.

I watched tv for a while then went to bed. Laying in bed, my mind kept flashing lewd images of my wife being sexed by a black lover. I guess I dozed off because the next thing I knew Kat turned on a bathroom light. For a moment she babbled about being concerned about not seeing the babysitter’s car then being relived to see my car in the garage. To stop her nervous babbling I hopped out of bed and took her into my arms as I kissed her passionately. As my tongue explored the depths of her mouth, I was sure I could taste Art’s sperm. Anxious to see her ravaged body, my fingers began undoing her clothing as my cock tried to burst out of my pants. Kat on the other hand was nervous about me seeing her and was blushing heavily. Pushing her dress off her shoulders, I guided her to our bed. As her dress slid over her shapely hips and her flat tummy I noticed that she didn’t have any panties on and her blond pussy fuzz was coated with half-dried sperm. Her bare boobs each had some passion s on them and her nipples were sticking out like finger tips. It was obvious that they had seen plenty of attention also.

Kat fussed about wanting to get cleaned up, that she was a mess and hadn’t expected me to be home. I pulled her against me and fell on the bed as I kissed her wildly and told Kat, I loved her. Slowly her body relaxed and her hands held me tenderly instead of trying to get free.

Kat stuttered out “Y-y-you, aren’t mad that I got carried away and had sex with him? I didn’t plan it that way but he got me so horny I couldn’t say no.”

I answered her with another kiss as I held her tightly. As I assured her that I was not mad, I knew when I told her she could go out with him again there was always the possibility of sex.

Tears welled up in Kat’s eyes as she blubbered on about how much she loved me and that I was so good to her. When I tried to wipe away the tears, she turned her head away.

Please let me let me finish before you say any more . . .  I let him come in me. He said he couldn’t wear a condom because they were too tight and was going to pull out but it felt so good we forgot until it was too late. He was still so hot and his cock didn’t go down until he fucked me two more times. Art has a cock like “Willy” and has balls as big as yours.

Kissing away her tears I told her, it was OK. I held her quietly not saying anything for a while then I began kissing her neck. Slowly I kissed down to her boobs, tasting her. Her body tasted of sex. Her nipples still inflamed from her lover, throbbed in my mouth. Kat moaned softly then weakly said “please, I’m a mess let me get cleaned up.” I ignored her and worked my wandering lips down her belly tasting her. The closer I got to her pussy the stronger the smell of sex and the taste of Art’s juices. Soon I was over Kat with my face buried in her sperm covered pussy. Kat gave up all resistance and pulled my little cock into her mouth. My tongue had no trouble delving into her dilated pussy as I scooped out Art’s globs of sperm.

I had often eaten Kat’s pussy after I had fucked her in order to get her off but this was the first time I had ever tasted another man’s sperm. If I hadn’t loved Kat as much as I do I would have felt different but strangely I didn’t feel threatened or humiliated. Scooping out a glob of sperm, I thought Art’s sperm might have made a baby in her already as Kat had never used any protection. My mind raced with the ramifications as I tried to remember when her last period was and figure out if she was ripe. Oddly if felt disappointed when I figured that Kat probably was passed her “fertility window.” I was shocked, I wanted her pregnant, pregnant by another man, a black man at that. The more those thoughts bounced around in my mind the more I realized I wanted Kat to get knocked up by her black lover. I also wanted to watch them in action, wanted to see his huge black cock plunging into her blond pussy, to see her impaled under his big black body. Then I wanted to see her belly grow ng it contained her lover’s baby and that it would not look at all like me or our other children.          Kat soon began moaning around my cock as I ate her pussy. The feel of her swollen labia further inflamed my lust making me come much quicker then I wanted. Instead of disappointing Kat, she purred like a contented kitten as she drank my cream. She knew there was plenty of ball cream in my bull nuts. After bringing her to her second climax she asked me to stop as her pussy was a little sore from Art’s monster. She went back to milking my cock as I tenderly stroked her sexy body.

I had already filled her mouth for the second time when I asked her if she wanted Art to fuck her again. Her gentle sucking stopped, then started without any other indication she had heard me. Several minutes went by and I was beginning to think she was not going to answer when she lifted her head and said. “He won’t use a condom.”         She kissed my balls and went back to nursing on my cock. I thought about her comment as I delighted in her attention to my cock. If I told her it was OK to fuck Art again I would be telling her to let him knock her up. My balls twitched as the thought ran thru my horny mind. I tried to think rationally about all the factors involving interracial children but between Kat’s fantastic mouth and the idea of her being bred by a big black buck, over rode logic. For the first time, I told Kat that I wanted to see Art fucking her. Again Kat stopped sucking, she just held my cock in her mouth as she rested her head on my thigh. Occasionally she would gently suck then stop, this went on for a half hour or more. I knew that she was in deep thought because many times before she had done the same thing when pondering a weighty decision. As I said, earlier sex is a big part of Kat’s life. When it came time to by a new car Kat sucked my cock for hours before giving her opinion. When we talked a getting a new house, she sucked my cock for hours every day for a week. When we had talked about her trying a well-hung lover she told me that she would never think about leaving me because in addition to loving me dearly she knew she would never find a cock as suckable as mine.

When I dated Kat, I knew that she had dated others and had sex with them. When the matter of the size of my cock came up, she told me that the other guys she had dated weren’t hung much better then I and had figured that was all she was going to get. She told me I won out over the others for several reasons but my bull nuts sold her.

Kat let my cock slide out of her hot mouth and cuddled up to me. With her lips still covered with our juices she kissed me on my lips before saying. Everyone will know that the babies are not yours. Does that bother you?

I kissed her and said. They will be ours and that is all that matters to me. I know that some people may frown on us but I really don’t care. With that we cuddled up and fell asleep.

Chapter 2

Over the next few days nothing was said until the phone rang at dinner time. Kat answered the phone and I knew that it was Art. Kat answered a couple questions with yes and no then she looked directly at me. Her eyes were sparkling with lust as she bit her lip then said pick me up about nine o’clock. She blew a kiss at the receiver before hanging it up and prancing sexily back to the stove. As Kat put dinner on the table she said she needed to shave before she went out. My cock twitched in my pants, was she asking me to shave her? Occasionally I had shaved her legs and pussy as part of our sex games but usually I was the one who made the suggestion. By me shaving her, I would be  giving her my blessing to go out on her “date.”

We ate dinner and talked about anything except what was on our minds. Dinner was just about finished when I said. “I’ll help you shave then clean up the kitchen while you get dressed.” Kat looked at me in mild surprise before asking if I was sure. I swallowed and assured her that I knew what I was doing.

She kissed me and started toward the bedroom with a quick look over her shoulder to see if I was following. She did a bit of a double take and a big grin lit up her face when she the bulge and wet spot on my pants as I stood to go with her.

In the bedroom Kat did a quick striptease as I grabbed the shaving stuff. Boldly  she sat on the counter in the bathroom placing her feet up, exposing her pussy almost like she would to a doctor. Wordlessly she watched as I began shaving. Having finished shaving the blond fuzz off her outer labia I started toward the remaining tuft of blond hair above her clit when she told me to leave it so Art would know that she is a real blond. I almost came in my pants. Kat asked me to get her hand mirror. Quickly I returned with it, hoping that she would be pleased with my shaving job. Satisfied, Kat hopped off the counter and gave me a kiss before jumping in the shower.                I was in the kitchen cleaning up when the door bell rang. Grabbing a towel to dry my hands, I went to the door. Opening the door I saw Art’s smiling face, with smooth confidence he asked if Kat was ready. I was glad the kids were in bed so I wouldn’t have to explain why mommy was going out with Art. Kat came out of the bedroom dressed to thrill. The way her nipples were poking out I knew she had left her bra in the dresser and I wouldn’t have been surprised if she had left her panties there too. She gave me a kiss and told me not to wait up for her as she took Art’s hand and went out. It wasn’t until I heard Art’s car drive off that I realized my cock was tenting out the front of my pants. Trying to get my cock under control I went back to cleaning up the kitchen. Not even that helped.

After trying to watch tv, I gave up and went to our bedroom and jerked off. That helped a bit but my mind kept teasing me with images of Kat being fucked by a big black cock. Our youngest daughter woke up and getting her back to sleep almost took my mind off Kat’s date but no sooner had I quieted Lynn down then I began thinking about kids and wondering when Kat would get knocked up by Art.

About two a.m. I heard Kat come in. Quietly she turned of the lights and came into the bedroom. Thinking I was asleep she didn’t turn a light on. Just as she peeled her clothes off, I turned on a bedside light. Kat reacted like a deer caught in headlights, her hands covering her crotch. Sitting up, I softly told her not to hide from me. She blushed as she nervously let her hands go to her sides. I guess she didn’t want me to see how swollen her pussy lips were, or the fresh love bites. But then again she probably was embarrassed to be seen with his sperm drooling down her legs. Before she could step in the bathroom I got up and took her in my arms. As I kissed her, I noticed her lips were puffy and tasted of sperm. My cock jumped to attention pressing into her belly. Taking her hand, I guided her to our bed, even as she protested that she was too messy. Mindful that her pussy might be sore I dove for her freshly fucked pussy. The smell and taste sent me into heaven. Kat stopped f g after I sucked her labia in my mouth and rubbed them with my tongue. She not only stopped fussing but started telling me about her date. That was too much for my cock, I shot a big load on the sheets as I continued to suck and lick her well-fucked pussy. Finally Kat begged me to let her up to pee.

Standing in the bathroom door, I told Kat that I loved her. She looked up at me and smiled, then said.”I guess you really are turned on by this.” I just smiled in response.

Two days later Kat’s period came. We talked a lot about what was bound to happen if she kept on letting Art come in her and how it would affect us. Kat said she would stop seeing Art if I insisted. My answer was to not say anything and kiss her. Several times, Kat talked to Art during her period but they didn’t go out. I would ask how he was but nothing about her dating again. A couple times when Art called, I answered the phone. We would talk for a couple minutes then I would get Kat on the phone.

It was a little over a week after her period that Kat told me, she had lined up a baby sitter for Friday night, all night. With a twinkle in her eyes she asked if I wanted to cancel the babysitter or get a hotel room. I stuttered out. “Are you going to let him come in you?” Kat smiled lewdly, waiting for my answer. My voice sounded like a squeaky whisper as I told her watching her and her lover had always been my strongest fantasy. She told me Art had agreed on the condition that I not interfere. I promised to be a fly on the wall unless invited. It was the right answer for Kat, for me I wasn’t really sure but it was too late to stop things. For the next two days I could hardly focus on work as I kept thinking of Kat, pregnant with a black baby. One minute I was scared, the next, my cock was ready to come. Kat appeared a bit nervous but never mentioned anything about backing out of her date.                        By Friday night I was a nervous wreck, Kat appeared as calm as if she was just going to a movie. In the car driving to meet Art, Kat asked if everything was all right. I forced a smile and told Kat, I would be all right. It was a lie, the butterflies in my stomach were having butterflies.

Seeing us enter the hotel lobby Art walked over to greet us. His welcome was not what my nightmares had pictured. Instead of grabbing my wife and running for the room, he escorted us to the lounge and its friendly sounding entertainment. Just before entering the lounge I remembered that I needed to register and get room keys. Art offered to help but I insisted that he and Kat go and have fun.

I went back to the car and got our things, registered and all that stuff then after looking the scene of the coming impregnation, over I went back to the lobby to join Art and Kat. Not seeing them at one of the tables, my brain started to go into a panic mode. Before I did something silly, a big black hand waved at me from the dance floor. I eased over to the bar and got a drink as I waited for that dance to end. No sooner was my drink in my hand then Kat came over and kissed me. Standing patiently  Art waited for Kat to urge me to join them at their table.

At the table I made a comment about feeling like a third leg. Art quickly told me that he wanted me to join them and he wanted me to have a good time. He also assured that he wasn’t trying to steal my wife.

Since I wouldn’t be driving, I didn’t worry about having several drinks but after the second I told myself it would be stupid to get so drunk I passed out or made a fool out of myself. By the time my second drink began to kick in I was realizing that Art was a nice guy and I could see why Kat was attracted to him. To my surprise Kat danced not only with Art and myself but several other men. As Art and I talked I started to relax and enjoy  our special night. After one dance that left Art and I at the table Kat returned to hear us laughing over a joke. With a naughty gleam in her eyes she asked if we were going to sit there all night or move the party upstairs. Without further deliberation we took our drinks and headed to our room. We were the only ones in the elevator so I wasn’t surprised to see Art put his hand on Kat’s hip and pull her close for a kiss. It was a kiss of lovers, hot and passionate but without breaking Art’s embrace Kat reached out and pulled me close. Nothing w id but her gesture made me feel much more comfortable.

No sooner were we in the room when Art took Kat in his arms. As they kissed passionately, Art began undressing her. After turning off most of the lights I went and sat in a chair in a dark corner. I’ve seen sexy stripteases but none of them could hold a candle to the sight I saw as Art skillfully undressed my wife. When Kat’s dress fell to the floor she was nude except for her garter belt and stockings. I knew she hadn’t worn a bra but I didn’t know she was panty-less. Needless to say my cock was hard enough to pick a lock.

Kat didn’t wait for Art to undress, as soon as her dress started to slide down her body, she attacked his cloths. Dropping to her knees she took the head of his stiffening black cock in her mouth as she fumbled to untie his shoes. Art’s cock stretched Kat’s lips to their limit as she sucked and licked on his uncut cock. I wondered why Kat hadn’t told me that Art wasn’t uncircumcised, I was sure it felt different then my neatly trimmed weenie. I’m not going to tell you that Art’s cock was as long as a telephone pole, no it is more like a tree stump, about eight inches long and very thick.

After letting Kat warm up his cock, Art guided her to her feet for a hot kiss. The contrast of Kat’s lightly tanned body against his black skin was thrilling. They appeared to melt onto the bed, never breaking their embrace. The soft lighting in the room gave me just enough light to see their passionate caresses without making it look like we were making a porno movie.

In spite of having a raging hard-on Art took his time worshiping Kat’s sexy body. Kat in turn was moaning and telling him to fuck her. He in turn was taking his time, enjoying teasing her. Kat was so hot she was starting to sound like a cat in heat as she begged for his cock. After kissing his way up her body he nestled his cock in her now dripping pussy. Kat threw her hips up at him impaling herself on his thick cock. Art responded by driving his hips down. The force was so strong I could hear the air being forced out of Kat’s lungs. Art’s hips looked like he was driving poles instead of fucking. The short hard thrusts were making grunting sounds come from deep within Kat. Far from complaining Kat had her feet resting on his butt and her hands on his sides as she looked up at him with flames of lust. It couldn’t have been five minutes before Kat yelled “Oh my god! Yes! I’m coming!” Art didn’t lessen his pace, his face a picture of concentration. I was sure he was holding his own ax back as I admired his technique.

I moved my chair to get a better view of Art’s cock plunging into Kat’s pussy just in time to witness his ball’s tense up and to see his potent black sperm being pumped into Kat’s fertile belly. Kat felt it and yelled for Art to knock her up, to give her his baby. Art froze then looked at me. I flashed him a smile and a slight nod, suggesting it was all right. He jabbed his hips twice more causing his balls to tighten and fire more sperm into Kat’s womb then rested with his thick cock trapping his sperm in her womb.

As they came down from their climaxes Art asked if she really wanted him to knock her up. Kat took his face in her hands and kissed him then looking at me she said “Ben wants to see my belly swell with your baby and so do I.” Art rolled off Kat to lay at her side as he looked over at me, his face a mixture of amazement and excitement. For a few moments, we looked at each other collecting our thoughts.

That was just pillow talk, wasn’t it? Art asked. Kat kissed him and asked if he had a problem with impregnating a willing white gal. With a nervous chuckle he said he didn’t want a pissed off husband pumping lead in his black ass but he had dreamed about doing it. I laughed and assured him that about the only thing that I might shoot at them was a little sperm.         For an hour or more we talked about our relationship and mixed race babies. As we talked, I had moved so I could clearly see Kat’s swollen red pussy lips and Art’s sperm oozing out. Kat noticed the focus of my attention. “Don’t be shy you can lick my pussy.” She said. I wanted to crawl under the bed and hide from the humiliation but the attraction of her pussy was too strong. As if in a trance, I rose from the chair, blushing from head to toe. I didn’t know what to do as I had planed to be neither seen nor heard during that night. Before I could sit on the bed Kat reminded me that I was still dressed and that I would have to get rid of my cloths first. It hit me that Kat was the one who was really in charge. Art and I were her lovers and at her command. My feelings toward Art changed from that of a potential adversary, to a “brother in lust.” Somehow my clothes vanished from my body and I was on the bed between Kat’s legs. As my tongue scooped up gobs of Art’s sperm I was sure he would tease me about eating his sperm but he didn’t. He did comment about how I appeared to be very good at stimulating her with my mouth and could see why Kat had made it clear she wouldn’t think of leaving me. I was so damn proud, I felt like I was glowing. I put everything I had into eating Kat’s pussy. She got the message and was soon moaning with ecstasy as she humped my probing tongue. Kat tensed and climaxed strongly as I nibbled gently on her clit. As I gently kissed her pussy, the bed shook, looking up I saw that Art had moved up to put his cock in Kat’s mouth. Opening wide she took the head in her mouth and began to suck it. Her lips were stretched to their limit as she did her best.

Soon Kat let Art’s cock pop out of her mouth as she begged him to fuck her. Art looked at me as if to ask my permission, I rolled over, vacating Kat’s pussy and waved my hand to offer him access. Art moved around to get into position as I started to back off. He looked at me and told me I didn’t have to get off the bed and he didn’t have a problem with me playing with Kat as he had sex with her.

I couldn’t believe how fast things had changed but I was happy with the way things were going. Being able to touch Kat as her lover had sex with her was beyond my dreams. Kat pulled me to her and kissed me with more passion then I could have imagined. She grunted into my mouth as Art drove his cock into her baby maker. With a dreamy look Kat whispered.

He’s going to knock me up. He’s going to give me a black baby.

I kissed and stroked her as I whispered that I knew. Kat then asked if I wanted to see my slut wife get bred by her black stud. I told her I didn’t want to miss it for anything. We kissed again the Kat asked me to tell Art to make sure he got her pregnant. Art’s head was only inches away and I’m sure he heard but somehow I managed to say what Kat asked. Art slowed his strokes and told me I had the most wonderful wife in the world and that I was lucky to have her. Uncomfortable with the praise I mumbled thanks. Art turned his attention back to breeding Kat. Masterfully he drove his cock in my wife bringing her obvious sexual pleasure. My hands found their way to Kat’s rock hard nipples adding to her pleasure as well as mine.         Art gave plenty of warning that he was close to coming so I moved to watch his balls. No sooner was I in position then he jammed his cock hard into Kat and spat out. “Here comes your baby.” She howled like a cat being bred as her legs held him tightly in. After resting with his cock stuffed in her, he started to pull out. Kat told him to stop until I had a chance to stuff a pillow under her ass. Taking my cue I stuffed a pillow under her as she lifted off the bed. That time instead of getting between her legs she guided me into a sixty-nine. No sooner had her lips surrounded my cock then my cock blasted her tonsils with pent up sperm. She just purred and swallowed as my tongue licked her well-fucked pussy. Twice, Kat drained my cock, before letting go of my cock. She then wanted Art and me to cuddle up with her. Cuddling up we were both offered a nipple to suck on. I guess I dosed off, because when I opened my eyes Art was now between Kat’s legs slowly moving his cock in and out of her pussy. About an hour later Art finally pulled his tired but semi erect cock out of her and Kat suggested that we take a shower and then a short nap. Instead of the orgy I expected, our shower was just “friendly hands,” washing each other. Back in bed I dropped into a deep sleep and had a vague recollection of them having sex sometime during the night. I awakened to a piss hard-on and a full bladder. Art and Kat were still asleep so I eased out of bed and quietly made my way to the bathroom. After relieving myself I stepped back in the bedroom and stood looking at Kat and Art snuggled up to each other. The contrast of their skin colors sent a strange tingle thru me. The thought that my wife’s fertile womb was awash with sperm from Art’s big black balls made my own tingle. I knew that she was pregnant.         I slipped some cloths on and went down to the coffee shop for some coffee and something to eat. Sitting in a quiet corner I sipped my coffee and nibbled a muffin as I thought about what had happened. Could I live with a child who was obviously not from my loins? How would our white children feel about having a tan brother or sister? Had I done the right thing by allowing it to happen? There was no question in my mind about giving up my children. I still loved Kat and Art was a nice guy so why was I sitting there, instead of up in the room with them? Answering my own question, I ordered two coffees and several muffins, to go.

Easing into the room I heard the sounds of passionate kissing. Art was over Kat, kissing and sucking on her nipples. Sensing my presence Kat opened her eyes and smiled warmly. ” Art promised to keep breeding me until I’m pregnant, isn’t that great?” Feeling her joy, I smiled at her and pointed at the bulge in my pants as I said that we were all excited. Art let Kat’s boob flesh pop from his mouth as he looked up at me. “You can warm her up some more, while I take a leak.” Art said as he got up. I set the coffee and muffins on the night stand as I made a joke about not being able to live on lust alone. When Kat commented that I had only brought two coffees I told her I had already eaten. She scooted up a bit and reached for her coffee and a muffin. Art returned and thanked me for bringing coffee. Kat teased me about me being the only one with clothes on and for staring at her pussy. I told her that I had never seen her pussy look so swollen and full of sperm. Kat patted Art’s thigh and told me it was his doing but promised that I would see it looking like that a lot from then on.

As Kat spoke, she spread her legs more, showing off her pussy. It was more then I could stand so I dove between her legs and stabbed my tongue into Art’s sperm as it drooled out. Kat moaned loudly and stroked my head as I helped myself to my second breakfast. Her moans became louder as she humped her hot pussy on my tongue and held my head into her pussy. In a few minutes she was climaxing around my tongue as she babbled about how much she loved me.         I told Art it was his turn as I rolled out of the way. Without hesitation he pulled Kat back to the center of the bed and mounted her. For the next hour I kissed and teased her nipples as I told Kat how much I was looking forward to watching her belly grow and to have another baby. I must have said the magic words because Kat hugged and kissed me as her hips fucked back at Art’s driving cock.

We rested and talked quietly for a while before getting cleaned up and checking out of the hotel. Not much was said on the drive home and after the commotion of being greeted by our children Kat went back to being quiet. It wasn’t until we were getting ready for bed that Kat turned to me and shrugged off her night gown. As I looked at her, I remembered the last time I had seen that look. It was just after I had knocked her up with our second child.

Does it bother you that I let Art give me hickies? Suddenly I saw that she had love bites all over her breasts and all around her pussy. My cock answered for me by stiffening. Kat grinned as she noticed my cock.

I guess I’m going to have my work cut out for me, keeping your balls drained as you watch my belly grow. With that I took Kat in my arms and laid her on our bed and told her I love her.

Chapter 3

The next day Kat was on the phone talking with Art, seeing when he could come over to breed her.

For the next two weeks Art visited our bed three or four times a week to fill Kat’s womb. The time for Kat’s period came and went then Kat started having an upset stomach in the morning. Now that Kat’s pregnancy was official, she asked Art what his plans were. I didn’t know about it until Kat told me Art wanted to come over and talk with me. I was quite confused as Art had been coming and going freely and had gotten to know our other children. Kat wouldn’t give me any clue at to what was going on so I was all in a tizzy when he arrived.

The first thing Art did when we closed the door to my den was, gave me a paper that gave me all legal rights to the baby he had planted in my wife. He then asked if I would consider letting him become a part of our family. The two of us talked for hours. Kat would stick her head in to bring us drinks then leave. About midnight Kat came in wearing a see-thru night gown. None of her charms were hidden as she asked if she could join our discussion. Our final decision was to see how things evolved but there would be no restrictions on his visits.

All of this took place six years ago. We sold our house and built a bigger one to house our bigger family. Kat is now pregnant with Art’s, third child and happier then anyone has a right to be. Me, well Kat won’t let Art put his cock in her unless mine is in her mouth. A few times we were allowed to double fuck her with me in her ass. Oh and the kids are doing great.

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Arriving back at the home office after an eventful trip to Chicago, Bubba Grimes sat at his desk enjoying the power of being the boss.  He thought of the lovely young secretary that had accompanied him on the trip.  She had known of what was required of her and had tried to get out of making the trip.  But he knew she was vulnerable, needing the job as she was recently married and the current scarcity of decent jobs played right into his hands.  He laughed at his accomplishment, even though it was put out or be out of a job.  He gloated aloud “Shit, just two weeks back from her honeymoon and I get the innocent Mrs. Laura Wieland to spread her sexy white legs for me!  God, bitch, I sure as hell hope I knocked you up good!  Can’t wait to see hubby’s face when a little black bastard appears in nine months!”

Given the rest of the day off, Laura was trying to calm her nerves as she sat in the passenger seat while her loving husband Brian drove. Listening to the traffic station, it was announced that there appeared to be no major traffic problems and thus Brian elected to take the freeway.  Having taken the freeway cut off had turned out to be a mistake as an accident had occurred just moments earlier and cars had come to a standstill just a half mile away.

As they sat in traffic, Laura listened to Ben tell her how he had missed her on their first night apart since being married, she looked up at her loving husband and a tear flowed down her cheek.  Ben looked his lovely wife and used a finger to wipe the tear from her cheek, telling her “I’m not upset set that you had to go out of town, honey!  Like you told me earlier, it’s expected that secretaries wanting to get ahead be willing to travel!  The added per diem and overtime pay you’re getting for this trip will sure get us caught up on our bills!  What a deal, honey – you even get paid overtime while you’re in bed!”

Laura looked out her passenger window so Ben would not see the tears flowing down her face.  ‘Oh, Ben!  I feel so cheap!  But its important that I keep this job, especially with the amount of bills as you pointed out!  Oh, Ben …..Ben ….I had to let him take me to bed …..I couldn’t leave the mountain of bills to fall on your shoulders!  Oh, Ben, I feel so ashamed!’ she wanted to blurt out.  Thinking of what he had said about being paid overtime even while in bed, she thought ‘Oh, Ben, I got paid overtime while in bed but not for resting!  God, Mr. Grimes was insatiable and wouldn’t let me rest at all!’

Looking out of her window, Laura could see the building in which she worked off in the skyline.  She knew that her wicked boss was in his office at this very moment, gloating at his easy conquest of the supposedly innocent wife who was just back from her honeymoon.  She swallowed deeply, shivering at the taste that remained in her throat, still feeling the remnants of her boss’s sticky cum.  ‘Oh, Ben, I’m so ashamed!  But ..I had to ……I just had to!’ she told herself as she thought back to when it was announced that the train would be pulling into the station in ten minutes.

She had just locked her suitcase, anxious to see Ben again, but it was then that she found out that Mr. Grimes was not done yet.  Laura was stunned when her boss placed his large black hands upon her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees.  She then obeyed his orders to unzip him and to fish out his black manhood, then began to pump him.  She had been shocked at what he next expected of her, initially having thought that he merely wanted her to jack him off.  She was totally helpless, unable to move her head away when he wrapped his fingers into her long blonde hair, telling her “Lunch time!  Get your mouth on my cock or I’m gonna spray it all over your pretty dress!  Then I’m going to escort you to meet your husband to see how messy you are when eating your lunch!”

Unable to get away from his tight clutches, Laura obeyed and opened her mouth as wide as possible.  Still, it had been difficult to get her lips over the thick bulb.  She was glad that she did manage to do it or the entire front of her dress would surely have been soaked.  When her widely stretched lips finally managed to engulf the thick cockhead, the train blew its whistle just as Mr. Grimes blew his load.  Mouthful after mouthful, Laura swallowed it all till finally the thick cock only oozed its juices out onto her tongue.  Her stomach felt queasy and she wondered if she’d be able to hold the slippery goo down.  The train came to a complete stop just as the thick cockhead popped from her glistening lips.

Walking to the exit, she had stopped to get a drink from the water fountain, wanting to wash away the sticky evidence before greeting her husband.  Just as Laura was about to do so, she was pushed forward by Mr. Grimes, who instructed her “Uh-uh, sweetie!  I want you to give your loving husband a deep passionate kiss!  Let him get a taste of a ‘real’ man!”  Laura was hesitant but Ben gave no indication as to the strange taste in her mouth nor how creamy her lips were.

Laura shuddered when Mr. Grimes had stepped up to shake her husband’s hand, saying “You must be Ben Wieland!  I’m Laura’s boss, Bubba Grimes! I must congratulate you as I understand that you’re the lucky man to have landed this little beauty!  Ben, judging from your beautiful wife’s performance on this trip, she’s going far with this company.  She’s a terrific personal secretary, best I’ve ever had!  And boy is she good at ‘dick-tation’!”  Laura couldn’t say a word, knowing all the double means that her boss was giving Ben.

“Did you manage to get lunch on the train, honey?” her husband asked. Hearing that question, Laura felt her stomach quiver and she nearly lost her ‘lunch’ right there.  She nodded her head that she did for she was unable to speak at that moment, swallowing deeply to keep her stomach in check.  Finally the traffic began to flow again with Laura anxious to get home and rinse her mouth.  Starring out at the passing city, she thought ‘At least I won’t get pregnant from him!  Thank goodness that I made him agree to use a condom each time before even agreeing to make the trip!’  Laura was too innocent in assuming that her devious boss was also interested in seeing that she did not get pregnant as a result of their mating.  She would be in a desperate panic if she knew that her boss had deliberately poked the condoms full of holes before taking off the foil wrappers.  At that very moment, her fertile womb was under heavy attack.

For the next three months, Laura was assigned to handle all of Mr. Grimes’ meetings, whether it was in the city or out of town.  One thing for certain, Laura knew that she’d definitely have a lot of overtime pay.  Whenever the meeting was being held at a hotel, within a half-hour of the meeting’s end, she would be upstairs in the room Mr. Grimes had reserved.  She’d be flat on her back with her boss upon her body. During the first two months, she made certain that Mr. Grimes used a protective condom for fear of being pregnant by him as she and her husband were trying to start a family.  But at the end of the second month, in the hotel room, she tried to put an end to their illicit mating by telling him “Mr. Grimes ….we must stop …..I can’t …I just learned I’m pregnant!  I ..I don’t want to do anything to hurt Ben’s baby!”

Bubba laughed and congratulated the duped beauty.  “Come here, sweetie, let me give the mother-to-be a congratulations kiss!”  He saw her stiffen, knowing she wanted to refuse but didn’t have the nerve to do so as she slowly stood and moved towards him.  He started with a peck on her cheek then his lips slid over to cover hers, at that time his probing tongue sought entrance to her sweet lips.  From the way in which she responded each time, once he got past her initial barrier, he knew he would not have any problem in getting into her tight panties.  He correctly suspected that her husband had nothing in comparison to his manhood and that this little sweetie now craved for his loving.  In no time, he had her right where he had planned, flat on her back without a stitch on.

When she reminded him that he needed to put on a condom, he asked what for since such a safety precaution was now no longer necessary.  After all, she was already pregnant.  From here on, Bubba would be able to lay his raw meat into sweet little bitch.  No need to buy anymore condoms and poke holes into the foil packets before their use.  He laughed to himself, picturing the beautiful Laura Wieland thrown out on her sweet ass when she tried to present her loving husband a little black baby to take care of.

Before the lovely Mrs. Wieland began showing, he needed to put her talents to use in order to line up his next victim.  At a recent company party, where spouses were invited, Bubba’s eyes was captivated at the sight of an up and coming supervisor’s pretty young wife.  The young supervisor had recently been promoted from a branch to the home office and this was his first attendance at such a company function.  At work, Bubba had noticed several times that the young man’s eyes followed the walk of a beautiful woman when she passed.  Bubba couldn’t fault him for that, especially he was just a healthy young man.

Going up to the young man, Bubba greeted Trent Harmon to welcome him to his first home office party.  But all this was just to get to meet the beautiful Mrs. Terri Harmon.  Holding her soft manicured hand in his, Bubba felt his cock twitch to life at the thought of having her beautiful white hand squeezing his throbbing black cock.  Having seen the paperwork on the employee discount for the mortgage and insurance they had secured, he congratulated them on the recent house purchase. He kidded them “Well, with a big new home, you’ve got to get it fill with a lot of little ones!”  His cock twitched when Mrs. Harmon giggled and replied “Well, Mr. Grimes, we are certainly giving it our best shot!”

Bubba chatted with the Harmons for as long as possible, then he had to mingle about to greet the other guests.  However, throughout the night, he couldn’t tear his eyes from the beautiful red-haired beauty.  Her ivory white skin was flawless and made it even that much more imperative that he find a way to get into her tight little panties.  He could just hear that little beauty scream when he stuck it to her, hearing her scream as she was being ‘ruined’!

Over the next week, Bubba paid special attention to Mr. Trent Harmon. He called Laura in to work at his office for the day.  Then he had Laura do his bidding, first stripping off her nylons in his office, telling her to leave a couple of the top buttons open on her blouse.  Having written a short not to Trent Harmon, attached to a client folder, he instructed Laura to deliver it to him personally and to see if she could get his personal attention by showing him a lot of tit and leg.  From his large office perched up high, overlooking the entire floor, he had a perfect view from the reflective see-through mirrors of his office.

Watching from his office, Bubba smiled as he watched the lovely Mrs. Laura Wieland put her seductive moves on the horny young man.  With Laura leaning her tight ass on the young man’s desk, he saw her grasp his hand and encouragingly place his hand on her bare upper thigh.  He saw Trent Harmon lose all will power as his hand slowly disappeared up under Laura’s skirt.  Now that young Harmon was nibbling at the bait, it was just a matter of time before the hook was set.

Trent Harmon couldn’t believe his good fortune in having a beautiful woman like Laura Wieland being attracted to him.  ‘God, Laura’s just as beautiful as Terri and here I thought she was a happily married woman! Man, she sure had me fooled!  I thought she was so innocent and na‹ve!’ he gloated at his good fortune.  ‘I swear I’ll get into her tight little panties in no time!’ he promised himself.

Two more days of teasing and Laura reported her progress to the anxious Bubba Grimes.  “Mr. Grimes, I think tomorrow will be the day!  I let him slide his hand all the way to the edge of my panties today!  He tried to get me to go into the storage room with him but I managed to put him off!” she told her devious boss.

Bubba just smiled at what he had learned.  ‘That horny bastard was going to take her into the storage room for a quickie since only he has the key to that room!  Except that I have the master key to all the storage rooms!’ he laughed.  Then he gave Laura instructions to set up the horny Mr. Trent Harmon!  Bubba Grimes rubbed his hands together, eager at the thought of getting into young Harmon’s pretty little wife.  And Bubba would equally enjoy seeing Trent Harmon’s agony as he would be forced in assisting the downfall of his lovely young wife.  ‘God, what an idea!’ Bubba gleamed.  ‘Shit yeah!  What better than to have Harmon witness his lovely young wife get ‘ruined’!’ he laughed.

The next day, just before noon, Laura delivered the file to Trent Harmon as instructed.  When Trent made the move on her, she acted in being hesitant, then accompanied him into the empty storage room.  Ten minutes later, upon hearing the door open, she locked her legs around Trent Harmon’s waist, preventing him from pulling out of her and trying to cover up what he was doing.  “God, almighty!” came the shocked expression of Mr. Bubba Grimes as he observed young Trent Harmon trying to pull out of the lovely Laura Wieland.  Laura pretense of crying shamefully was quite convincing and young Harmon turned beet red with his being caught with his pants down.  With an authoritative voice, Bubba advised “Ms. Wieland, please compose yourself and go and wait for me in my office while I have a chat with Mr. Harmon here!”

Once Laura pulled up her panties and buttoned up, she made her way out the door of the storage room.  Instead of meeting her boss at his office, she proceeded out of the home office and across the street to the hotel.  Once in the room reserved by her boss, she ordered up lunch for two.  She held off on ordering dessert for her boss, as she would be his dessert that afternoon.

Meanwhile, in the storage room, an embarrassed Trent Harmon had pulled up his pants and faced the wrath of the top man, Mr. Bubba Grimes.  He had been caught with his pants down and his dick embedded in a married woman, a secretary that also fell under his management.  Things did not look good, Trent realized.  ‘Oh, shit!  There goes my fucking job!  How will I ever explain to Terri why I got canned?  Jesus, I’ll never be able to get a job in management with this on my record!  Fuck, I might as well just shoot myself!’

Bubba tried to keep a straight face, really wanting to laugh at the pathetic white boy caught with his hand in the company’s cookie jar. Gruffly, he laid into the shaking young man “Fuck, Harmon, I can’t believe this!  I come for some supplies and what do I find, you dipping your pen into the company inkwell!  You’re one of her bosses …..fuck! If she even hints that you forced her to have sex with you for a promotion or to keep her job ……..we’ll get sued for millions! Christ, I just don’t know what to do!  Damn, get your clothes straightened out and see me in my office tomorrow morning at 8 a.m., sharp!  Go on home for the rest of the day, Harmon!  I just can’t bear to see your fucking face again!  When I talk to Ms. Wieland, if she so much as hints of sexual harassment, you can kiss your fucking ass goodbye, Harmon!”

Watching young Harmon exit the building with his tail between his legs, Bubba laughed at the sight and for what lay ahead with the young executive.  Bubba smiled as he began his walk across the street, looking forward to the lunch on order and especially the tasty dessert that awaited him.  He laughed, knowing sexy Laura Wieland must be climbing the walls by now, knowing young Harmon had his cock in her when he walked in but she was no where near an orgasm.  Plus, from what he had personally observed for himself, young Harmon lacked the necessary equipment that hot little Laura needed to scratch that itch of hers.

That night, Trent Harmon was drinking non-stop, trying to ease the pain of what potentially lay ahead.  His beautiful wife tried her best to comfort him, telling all would work itself out.  ‘God, how do I tell Terri that I got caught with my pants down!  Shit, she’ll have the divorce papers served on me in a day!  Fuck, even if she doesn’t find out about it, how do I find a job that’ll pay for the mortgage on this new house?’ he pondered over and over in his mind.  ‘God, there’s just got to be a way to convince Mr. Grimes to forget about what he saw today!’ he prayed.

At 8 a.m., Bubba had to suppress his smile upon seeing the down and out young Harmon come into his office.  Bubba invited the disheveled young man to have a seat in the chair across from his desk.  It was quite apparent that Trent Harmon had not gotten a wink of rest during the night, rightfully concerned that his career was all but over.  Not wanting to put the young man at ease, Bubba said gruffly “Fuck, Harmon, you couldn’t keep your pants zipped up, could you!  I know Laura Wieland is gorgeous but your wife is just as beautiful!  For your sake, I sure hope your lovely wife is as understanding as she is beautiful!”

Bubba sat back in his chair, surveying the young man who appeared ready to have a nervous breakdown.  Playing the part, Bubba sighed deeply, bowing his head, then shaking it from side to side as he muttered loudly “What a shame!  A new home, a promising career and a beautiful young wife!  All thrown away because you couldn’t keep your fucking pants zipped!”  At this point, he could see that young Harmon was about to cry like a little baby.  ‘Now to lay the groundwork and with your help, shithead, I’ll soon be getting into your sweet little wife’s panties! Harmon, I’m going to assist you in getting your house filled up, at least with the first crying baby!’ he laughed to himself.

Coldly, Bubba stated “I had a long talk with Ms. Wieland yesterday! Fortunately, I’ve managed to keep her from claiming sexual harassment against the company or from ever bringing up what took place yesterday! To do so, I had to raise her up to the highest level of her pay grade along with a substantial raise.  Harmon, I don’t know what to say about your further stay with this company!  Tell me what I should do with you!”

“Mr. Grimes ..Mr. Grimes ….please ….please give me a chance!  I’ll do anything ….anything to keep my job and to keep my wife from finding out!  I can’t let my wife find out or I’ll surely lose her!” Trent Harmon whimpered.  Bubba shook his head, replying “Yes, I can surely understand your distress!  Losing such a beautiful woman such as your lovely wife would be devastating!”

“Mr. Grimes …..I know you’re quite wealthy and money would be meaningless, but I’d give anything for you to just forget about yesterday!” Trent pleaded in hopes of finding some avenue of escape. After a long period of silence, Bubba looked at the young man and said “Well, Harmon …if you’re really serious …….nah, you’d never consider it!”  With the long pause, Trent interjected “I really am serious …..I’ll give you anything I have!”

Rubbing his chin, shaking his head, Bubba advised “Well …..just maybe …..but if you try to tell anyone of this proposition, I’ll simply say it’s a concoction you dreamt up to try and escape being fired for forcing a secretary to have sex with you so she could keep her job!  Is that understood, Harmon?”  Trent Harmon swallowed hard, nodding and jumping at the opportunity to avoid being fired “I swear!  Anything you want is yours, sir!”

“Harmon, there’s only one thing you have that interests me, my boy!  But believe me, it’s not something that I want to take from you!  I just want to borrow it for awhile, sample it and ‘use’ it a bit!”  Bubba advised as he watched the sign of hope build on Trent Harmon’s face. “Anything!  Anything!  You name it and its yours, sir!” Trent quickly replied.

“Okay, Harmon, it’s a deal!  Terri!” Bubba advised the young man.  Bubba had to clench his teeth tightly to keep from laughing at the young man’s puzzled look.  “I ….I don’t understand!” Trent quizzed in his puzzlement.  Bubba grinned widely “Terri!  I want to sample your beautiful wife, Terri!  In exactly the way you used Ms. Wieland!  I want to fuck her and use her until I’m done with her!”  Bubba laughed as he observed young Harmon slump in his chair with his head bent in total defeat.

The following Friday, the lovely Mrs. Terri Harmon was enjoying the evening at her favorite restaurant.  Trent had sprung the surprise on her with flowers, something he hadn’t done in year.  After last week’s state of depression that Trent was in, she was happy to learn that he had managed to resolve all the problems that he had at work.  Although Terri thoroughly enjoyed the elegant atmosphere at his restaurant, she couldn’t wait to return to their new home.  According to her calculations, this was the night for her to wear her sexy see-through negligee and entice Trent to bed and have him put her in the family way.

Slowly driving up into their garage, Trent Harmon felt so guilty at what he had done, his stomach churning.  More so, he felt even more guilty as to what was to take place next.  He thought back to that morning in Mr. Grimes’ office, recalling the way he had told Mr. Grimes of being willing to give him anything he had in exchange for his silence.  He had never expected Mr. Grimes to respond and was in total shock when he did.  Especially when he learned that there was one particular thing that Mr. Grimes desired – Terri!  Trent cursed his weakness, agreeing to sacrifice his lovely young wife to save himself.

Entering their bedroom, Trent nervously looked at his lovely wife, watching as she sat on the edge of the bed and cross a leg over the other to slip off a white heel.  He swallowed hard, imagining just what a sight it would be for a lusting black man to see a beautiful white woman like Terri in the process of undressing herself.  First one heel fell to the floor, then the other soon followed.  He watched as Terri began to roll down her nylons to bare her trim sexy white legs.  She shivered at the thought of those long sexy white legs spread wide to admit a lusting black male between them.  Trent stammered to his wife “I  ..I’ll be in the study for a bit.  Need to check my e.mail at the office.”

> From the slits in the closet door, Bubba Grimes smiled as he looked at the ivory white legs of the sexy Mrs. Terri Harmon.  Stroking his cock as the lovely wife bared her trim legs, he silently laughed at young Harmon’s dilemma in knowing that another man was enjoying watching his lovely wife disrobe.  He watched as the lovely young wife stood up to undo her green dress and finally slipped out of it, laying the dress upon the bed before making her way to the bathroom in a matching pair of lacy white panties and bra.  Once the bathroom door was closed, Bubba stepped out of the closet and into the bedroom where a worried Trent Harmon stood.

“Got everything ready?” Bubba quietly asked the downtrodden young husband, who nodded his reply.  He then followed the young man into the study.  In a box on top of the desk were all the items that Bubba had instructed the young husband to get ready for him.  With young Harmon sitting dejectedly in his office chair, Bubba got a long piece of rope from the box to securely tie the young man’s hands behind the chair. Then, with another piece of rope, he had Trent Harmon’s legs securely tied to the chair, where he would be unable to get his feet onto the floor.  With the young husband firmly secured, now unable to change his mind about things, Bubba couldn’t resist the temptation to taunt him.

“God, your fucking wife is so damned sexy!  When she dropped her heels and peeled off her nylons, I almost creamed in my fucking pants!  I swear she’s got the nicest fucking legs I’ve ever seen!  Fucking long sexy, milky white legs, flawless to perfection!  God, I can’t wait to get between those sweet fucking legs!” Bubba taunted as he finished tying young Harmon to the chair.  Looking in the box, Bubba picked up the hunting knife to look at it, commenting “Perfect!  Nice choice, Harmon!”  As the young husband looked on, Bubba began to get ready for the big event, taking off all his clothing but for his jockeys. Reaching into the box for the last item, he donned the back hooded mask that was in there.

“I …..I put a new box of condoms in the night stand next to the bed! Remember …you …you promised!” Trent Harmon stammered.  A moment later, the young husband could not utter another word, not with the hanky that Bubba obtained from the box to stuff into his mouth.  Next, Bubba obtained a tie from the box to securely tie around the young husband’s head to keep him from talking.

Breathing hard, tied firmly to the chair, Trent was glad he would not witness his lovely wife’s sexed by his devious boss.  He knew that Terri would never willingly agree to submit to another man, especially a black man, not with her conservative and religious upbringing.  Because of this, the scheme was concocted where he would claim that he had been hit over the head and when he awoke he found himself all tied up.  It would serve to explain why he could not come to Terri’s aid as she tried to fight off her black rapist.

Bubba gloated as he looked at the young husband, seeing the tears in his eyes, then taunted him further “Harmon, bet I’m going to make your pretty little wife scream when I stick her with my big black dick! Tonight she’s going to learn what it’s like to be with a ‘real’ man! She’ll be begging for black cock when I’m done with her!”  He patted the young man on the shoulder, asking “Comfortable like that?”  Seeing the nod for ‘yes’, Bubba got behind the chair and began to wheel him out, telling him “Harmon, I think its good for you to see what the consequences are for not keeping your pants zipped!”  Bubba laughed as he saw young Harmon fidget about in the chair, as he realized the sudden change of events.

Having showered and putting on her lacy red panties and matching see-through negligee, Terri was touching up her glossy red lipstick to make this a real special night.  She looked at her reflection in the mirror and gave a sexy pose, one to turn her husband on.  Hearing movement in the bedroom, she surmised that Trent was done with checking his e.mail and was going to join her in bed.  Opening the door, she spoke loudly for her husband to hear “Honey, remember over dinner, I said I had something special to tell you when we got home!  Well, according to my calculations, right now I’m at the most fertile time of my cycle!  Time to start filling up this lovely home with the pitter-patter of little feet!”  With a last check in the mirror, Terri reached up under her negligee with both hands to give a pinch to each nipple, wanting Trent to she her nipples all hard and stimulated for him.

Stepping out into the master bedroom, Terri gave a loud startled gasp as she looked upon her husband tied up next to the bed.  Just as her mouth opened to scream, a large hand came from behind to clamp securely over her mouth, stifling her scream for help.  Terri shuddered as a large hunting knife appeared before her eyes, its sparkle glistening its sharp menacing potential.  Then she noticed the hand wielding the menacing knife, a large black hand, causing her body to again shudder in fright.

Trent had not wanted to witness his beautiful wife’s defilement, wanted to be left tied in the office.  But as he was securely bound, Terri would realize that he could not help her.  He would be forced to watch her defilement, forced to watch his lovely wife at the mercy of her captor.  He realized Mr. Grimes could disguise his voice very well when he heard him tell his shaking wife “Ya scream or try to get away, I’ll go right over to yer white boy there and cut off his little pecker!  Got that, bitch!”  With Terri nodding her head ‘yes’, the hand clamped over her mouth was removed.

“Please ……oh, please ……I beg you!  Please let us go!  Please …please don’t hurt us!” Terri sobbed in fright.  “Little lady, I ain’t gonna hurt ya!  I’s jest gonna make ya feel good, sweetie!  You’s and me’s gonna make some sweet music together!” Bubba advised.  With that, the knife was drawn down and inserted beneath the tie knot of her sheer negligee.  A second later, Terri fearfully kept her eyes ahead of her, seeing her husband starring at her now exposed body.  “Oh, please ….please …please don’t shame me in front of my husband!” she pleaded.

Terri’s plea fell on deaf ears as she felt her captor’s free hand reach across the front of her body to grasp the leg band of her panties.  She shivered when the sharp knife was inserted and easily sliced away her lacy red panties, which soon lay at her feet upon the bedroom carpet. Closing her eyes, she felt her captor’s arms now up at her shoulders, drawing off her negligee and letting it fall to the floor.  Now she stood totally naked in her bedroom with husband sitting captive in a chair before her and a huge black man behind her, intent on raping her.

“Oh, God ….why did I ever agree to let Mr. Grimes have Terri …..allow him into the house to sex her!” Trent wondered as he gazed upon his lovely wife’s stiff cherry red nipples.  He realized that he was soon going to get far more than he had bargained for, a front row seat of his beautiful wife being sexed and defiled, ‘ruined’ by the lusting Mr. Grimes.  He had not bargained for this, not wanting to see the actual sex take place before his very eyes.

Terri next felt the large hands on her shoulders, pushing her down. “Get down on yer knees for yer midnight snack, sweetie!” she heard the gruff command from behind.  Afraid to disobey, Terri closed her eyes and sank to the floor.  Then she felt her captor step from behind her to her right side.  She complied upon hearing the next order to “Turn a bit sweetie so yer hubby can get a good view of ya enjoying your snack!” She shuddered and forced herself to comply, when she heard “Open yer purty eyes, sweetie!”  Terri shuddered in fear, seeing the muscular black body before her for the first time.  She quickly looked up to see her hooded assailant, who was clad only in a pair of black jockeys.

“Oh, please …..oh, please ……please, I beg you …..please!” Terri sobbed at the realization of what was being expected of her.  “Oh, please ….I …I can’t …..I …I’ve never …..please, please …..nooooooo!” she sobbed uncontrollably.  Terri had never dreamed that anyone could be expected to do such a filthy thing, something she had never even dreamt of doing with Trent and they were married to each other.

Trent blinked back tears as he starred at what was taking place before him.  This was something he had not even contemplated.  He had often dreamt of Terri doing just that to him but never had gotten the nerve to ask or attempt it with his lovely young wife, knowing how na‹ve and conservative she was.  Trent shook at his bindings, wanting to yell out to Mr. Grimes that he wanted to cancel the agreement, that he couldn’t bear to have his lovely wife perform such an indignity.

Terri sobbed and shook with fear upon hearing “C’mon, sweetie!  Pull down my jockeys so can get your first look at a ‘real’ man!  C’mon, sweetie, I’m waiting!  Pull down my jockeys right now or I’m gonna walk over to yer hubby there and pull his down!  Then I’m gonna see just how sharp this knife is on his little weenie!”  Sobbing, Terri could not let that happen to her loving husband and reached out to obey her captor. In pulling down the black pair of jockeys, she gasped loudly upon seeing the monstrosity that sprang out at her.

Bubba couldn’t believe his ears in learning that young Harmon never had the pleasure of having his beautiful wife’s lips on his cock.  ‘Can’t believe my fucking luck!  I get to introduce this sweet innocent little wife in the art of cocksucking!  Wonder if she’ll be able to hold down her cookies after I fill her tummy with my hot lumpy load!’ he pondered in anticipation.  “C’mon, sweetie!  Put your beautiful hands around a ‘real’ man’s cock!” he ordered the sobbing beauty.

Afraid that this intruder would keep true to his word on using the sharp knife on her husband’s manhood, Terri reached forward with her hands towards the pulsating cock before her.  Making her first contact with her fingers on the hot bar of flesh, she jerked her hand away as if she had just handled a hot potato.  Tears flowing down her face, Terri forced herself to grasp the thick black muscles in her hands, feeling the power that pulsated within it. This was the first cock that she had ever touched outside of Trent’s and she could not help but to compare his with the one she held in her hands.  ‘Oh, God!  My ……my fingers won’t go around it!  It’s ….it’s still growing!  Ohhhh …it ..it’s twice as long as Trent’s!’ her mind raced.

Sitting in his chair, Trent’s eyes were glued to the scene before him. He felt agony in seeing his lovely wife being forced by Mr. Grimes in handling his cock, a cock far larger than his own.  Yet he could not stop the twitching in his pants, excited at seeing his wife’s petite white hands now pumping faster and faster upon the thick black cock.  He shivered at seeing the sparkle of her diamond ring as she pumped the thick black cock.  He saw his innocent young wife’s face looking mesmerized by the now oozing cockhead that pulsated inches from her face.  He could only watch as her hands, now slick from the oozing cum, began moving faster and faster upon the monstrous black cock.  He wondered if it would soon begin to belch out its filthy cream into Terri’s lovely face.

“C’mon, sweetie, get a taste of the juicy snack I’ve got for ya?” Bubba ordered as he reached forward to entwine his thick fingers into her silky red hair.  His fingers tightened in her long hair as he felt her try to pull her head away from his advancing cock, feeling her shudder in disgust.  He looked over at young Harmon, seeing his eyes bulging in disbelief.  Bubba laughed at the young man, then taunted “I’m gonna feed yer purty little wife fer ya!  Got a big juicy black sausage to feed her for her midnight snack!

With her intruder moving in even closer, the aroma of his crotch rose up to her nostrils, causing her to turn away and sob “Oh, please, ……..please, nooooo ….it smells so awful!  Please don’t make me do this ……please!”  Shutting her eyes to block out the horror, Terri wept uncontrollably and shuddered at the feel of the hard rubbery bone touching her cheek as it began to move about.  She cringed with disgust at the feel of the slimy wet trail that it left in its wake.  Then the strong hands forced her to turn her head back and the thick cockhead now sought entrance between her tightly clenched lips.

With the hands on her head tightly holding her in place, Terri was forced to part her clenched lips for the prodding rod of flesh.  ‘How will I ever be able to face Trent again?  How will he ever be able to respect me again, knowing I had a black man’s penis in my mouth?  Oh, God, please ……please let me die!  I’m so ashamed!’ she cried to herself as her lips now engulfed the thick pulsating cockhead.  Terri was horrified, stomach turning, yet for some reason she couldn’t resist the urge to dart her tongue out to tease the slimy cockhead.  Faster and faster her tongue swirled, her pointed tongue teasing his pisshole, letting the slimy ooze gather on her searching tongue.

“Ohhhh ….ohhhh …….oh, yeah, sweetie!  That’s it ….that’s the way!  Tongue me, babe!” Bubba groaned.  Looking over at her husband he gloated “Oh, yer purty little wife is a fantastic cocksucker!  I swear …she better than a fucking pro!  She just loves the taste of nigger cock!  Going to feed her for ya soon!  Gonna feed her my nigga juice! She’s gonna get her first taste of a ‘real’ man!”  Grasping her head tightly, Bubba leaned forward to feed her more and more of his lengthy black cock.

Trent was amazed as inch after of inch of Mr. Grimes’ lengthy manhood began to disappear between Terri’s lovely lips.  Never in his wildest dreams did he think that Terri would put her sweet lips around the black cock, much less take the entire length of the thick cock down her throat as she was in the process of doing at this very instant.  The woman that he was gazing upon no longer appeared to be his innocent young wife, not the way in which she was responding to this shameful act.  He saw her hands let go of the cock, placing her petite hands on Mr. Grimes’ hips, so she could engulf more of the tasty meat down her swallowing throat, the entire length disappearing as Terri nose was buried in the hairy crotch of her rapist.

“Oh, sweetie…oh, baby ….you’ve got such sweet lips ……ahhhhhhhhhh ….ahhh, that’s it …..suck me …..yessss ……eat my hot nigger cummmmm …..suck it all out….ahhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssss!” Bubba groaned loudly as his pulsing cock exploded as never before.  To Bubba’s disbelief, he looked down at the innocent young wife who had managed to take his entire length, something that some pros were unable to do.  He let go of his clenching grip on her hair and removed his hands entirely, then watched as she continued to bob her head up and down on his now dwindling cock.

Moments later, the beautiful Mrs. Terri Harmon knelt on her knees as the softening black cock finally slipped from her pink lips.  But her pointed tongue continued to dart out from her lips to tease and swipe at the leaky cockhead.  It was as if she now could not get enough of the tasty syrup.  She now returned her hands to the still lengthy black cock, pumping it with her hands as she continued to suck at its cockhead, trying to revive it back to life.  It appeared that she was in a trance, rubbing her face all about the still leaking cockhead, painting her face with its sticky essence.  With the dwindling cock now flaccid in the palm of her hands, Terri released the now soft rubbery piece of meat, remaining on her knees as she licked her lips to savor the taste of her midnight snack.

Bubba was drained from the unbelievable accomplishment that this pretty young wife had achieved, having taken his entire load of hot slimy cum. He first looked at her shocked husband, who’s eyes registered his total disbelief, then at the young wife who remained in a stupor on her knees as she continued to lick her glossy lips.  Grasping his still lengthy but drooping cock in his hand, Bubba stepped forward and slapped his black meat against the face of the stunned young wife.  That brought the lovely wife out of her stupor and Bubba smiled upon seeing her horrified look.

The look on Terri’s horrified face told the entire story.  Suddenly snapped out of her stupor, she looked about her familiar surroundings, then realized what a despicable thing she had just done with her loving husband looking on.  She looked up and saw the thick wet bar of black flesh that she had shamelessly sucked the life out of, then she began sobbing in disgrace.  Her body shook at the thought and her stomach began to rebell at its rich contents.  Clutching her stomach, she leaned over and began to belch out the thick protein that she had just consumed, coughing it up right onto the thick bedroom carpet.

Trent saw Mr. Grimes assist his sobbing wife up by the arm and lead her to the bed.  He wished he were dead for having subjected his beautiful wife to this horrible disgrace just to save himself.  He looked at the tears flowing from her eyes, saw her glistening lips covered with spunk that she tried to spit out, along with the foaming cum that covered her entire chin.  He cringed upon the taunting laughter that was directed at him “Guess the protein was just too rich for yer purty little wife!”

“Please ..please …..please don’t sex me!  Please …please don’t sex me ….not in front of my husband, please!” Terri sobbed as she lay stretched out on her marital bed.  Feeling the pressure of the intruder’s hands on her thighs, she allowed her legs to be spread wide.   She gave a gasp as she felt her assailant’s head at her knees, rubbing his face on her soft upper thighs as he inched up higher and higher.  “Ohhhhhhh ….oh, God ……help meeeeee!” she moaned as the mouth suddenly clamped down upon her womanhood.  She arched up into the sucking mouth, her body shook as the flickering tongue make contact with her sensitive clit, screaming “Arrrggghhhhhhh ……ohhhhh, I ……ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!”  She closed her thighs around the pleasure giving head and crossed her legs over his broad back to keep his head buried in her, her body shaking in an unwanted orgasm.

Recovering from her most powerful orgasm ever experienced, she felt her assailant moving up upon her body, his long black cock being dragged up between her thighs.  The realization struck her as to the potential consequences of being sexed by this black intruder, causing her to plead “Oh, please ……please ….no …..please …..I’m not on the pill ……….please, noooooooo…..you’ll  get me pregnant …..please …..please use a condom!  Please, my husband has condoms in the drawer!”  Pointing to the night stand, Terri begged “Please …..please ….let me get you a condom!”

Laughing, Bubba lifted himself from the tender young beauty, telling her “Okay, sweetie!  Ya can get one of hubby’s rubbers and put it on me!” He grinned as he watched the young wife scramble over to the edge of the bed and reach over to the small night stand, grabbing the entire box of condoms and placing it on the bed.  He watched as she opened the box and withdrew a foil packet, then saw her tear it open.  He chuckled as he saw her withdraw the protective rubber and fumble with it, making it obvious that she had always left it to young Harmon to do the protective sheathing.  He heard her gasp aloud and saw that in her attempt to figure it out, one of her sharp fingernails had torn through it.

On her second attempt, Terri finally breathed a sigh of relief as she gazed upon the long sheathed weapon, knowing now that the worrisome consequences of such an illicit mating were eliminated.  Sniffling back tears and spreading her legs wide, Terri prepared herself to be penetrated by only the second cock in her life, a cock far superior and so much more powerful than Trent’s.  “C’mon, little lady, put it in for me!” she heard the order as she now gazed upon the fat sheathed monster that made her hands looks so small.  Worried that she would be hurt badly by the size of it, Terri swallowed as she rubbed the tip into her now slick gash, trying to get it lubricated as much as possible with her slick juices.

Then she felt the pressure behind the throbbing cock in her hands, trying to push itself into her tight open “Owwwwwww ….ohhhhhhhh, please ….please …..you’re far too big for me ……please, you’re tearing me ….pleaseeeeeeeee!” Terri cried out in pain.  “Owwww …owwww ….it hurts ……it hurtssssssssss!” she sobbed, clasping the shaft with one hand above the other, trying to prevent any more of the throbbing length from penetrating her.  Desperately, she tried to maintain her grip on the thick stem but her hands were pried off by her rapist.  “Oh, Goddddddd …….owwww …..you’reeeee …toooo ..tooo …..biggggg!” she screamed as more of the thick shaft was forced into her tight channel.

Finally, with the entire length of his cock deeply embedded into the sobbing young wife, Bubba held himself still, letting her get accustomed to him.  Twitching his cock in her, he heard her gasp loudly.  Another twitch, another gasp, then a soft moan “Ohhhhhhhh …!”  Bubba put his thick lips to her soft sweet ones, teasing her tender lips with his tongue.  He was surprised when the young wife’s lips opened in response and her warm pointed tongue touched his.  Then they were passionately French kissing as her bewildered husband looked on.

Making slow, tender strokes into the lovely young wife, Bubba felt her cunt muscles contract around him in response.  He then felt her trim white arms slip up and around his broad shoulders as she now embraced him tightly.  Continuing his slow steady fuck into the young wife, he felt her begin to arch up to him with each of his thrust into her.  Then he felt her trim white legs cross over his waist as she locked herself to him.  As he sped up the fuck, the once innocent young wife clung to him tightly, arching her ass off the bed to meet his thrusts as she was now really into the fuck.  It was obvious what the effect of his long black cock was having on this young white beauty as she was going crazy and blatantly showed that she wanted him to take her to the heavens.

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* One group will never, ever try it, no matter what you say or do. If your wife or girlfriend is in that category and you have these desires, you’d better find yourself a whore or a new girl.

* Another group is women who will whore for black cock no matter what you say or do. If you introduce her to black cock, don’t ever think of changing your mind, because she’ll do anything to cheat on you and whore for black cock every chance she gets so you have to be prepared that this could happen to you.

* The third group is women who would probably enjoy whoring for black cock if they were only given a slow introduction that somewhere down the line lets them know they have your permission to be a nasty little whore. Guys with these women are by far the largest group of men out there.

If you really want your wife to be a slut for black cock, you have to take it slowly but HAVE A PLAN! One of the more successful methods is to begin to frequently bring home videos that exclusively have interracial scenes in them. Whatever you do, and you want to be successful, don’t start off by showing her an aggressive group of black guys gang-fucking a white slut! You should work your way toward that though, over a period of several weeks, since that should be your ultimate goal in turning her into a total slut for black cocks, but you need to start off slowly.

When you first begin and you’re watching an interracial scene in a video, its very important to let her know how much it turns you on -not by telling her, but by showing her! Assuming that as you watch the videos, you’re making love to her by kissing and caressing her, slowly, make sure her pussy gets wet as you play with her, then begin to eat her pussy more aggressively as interracial scenes are showing, and when you strip her and begin to fuck her, make sure you try to fuck her deeper and harder than you do when you’re not watching an interracial video. Let the way you “work her” while watching black men using white women, leave no doubt in her mind that seeing that pretty white whores doing black cock really makes you hot and results in her getting better sex.

Then make sure that when you make love without the interracial videos, it’s not as pleasurable for her. If you do this right, she’ll be suggesting or begging that you watch interracial videos on a regular basis.

As time goes on and you know she has gotten the connection between the level of satisfaction she gets when watching interracial videos, that’s when you begin to show her more explicit videos, eventually involving multiple black cocks, gang bangs, anal, and some serious whoring for black men by white housewives!

It might be at this point that you introduce a large black dildo into your lovemaking so that she can see what big black cocks feel like. Its important that when you do this you do everything to see that her pleasure is increased, including bringing her to multiple orgasms with the dildo, your cock, and your mouth until she can’t stand it and pushes you away!

The next step is a little more difficult, but by this point you should have found a way to verbalize how hot it makes you feel to see the white sluts in the videos with black cocks. Then as you’re making love and using the black dildo on her, you should let her know that you’ve fantasized about seeing her in that situation with a real black cock. Don’t look for her to agree to anything right away and maybe she won’t even respond or will say she could never do that! It will take a little time, but if you’re patient and continue to see that the only time she is totally satisfied is when you’re watching interracial videos and talking about how much you’d like to see her with the real thing, eventually she’ll get comfortable with the idea and start fantasizing about it herself.

Talk to her and continue to tell her how much you’d like to see her and ask her to admit that she’d like it. If she says she won’t do it, or doesn’t respond after a few weeks of super sex and multiple orgasms, you should just stop and leave her “high and dry” and not bring her to orgasm. If she asks what’s wrong, tell her that you really had hoped she would share your fantasies and when she is so firmly opposed, it turns you off. It won’t take long until she will tell you what you want to hear and begin to really fantasize herself!

At that point, you should begin to start by visiting CuckoldLand and watching videos that feature white women looking for black cock. Don’t shove them in her face, but leave them on the monitor where she’ll know you were checking them it out. Its important to mark them in some manner so that you know she found out and has looked at them. She may make it easy and ask you about them right away, but if not, you have to be prepared to tell her that you know she has been looking at them and ask what she thinks.

Have her read some of the nasty letters at CuckoldLand Stories. Again, if she shows interest, see that she is well satisfied sexually, if not, leave her to get horny but don’t give her any release!

The most ideal situation is if you can get her to a place where she can actually see a white slut doing black cock in person! There are a couple of ways to do this from taking her to a integrated swingers club where I guarantee you she’ll be able to see the white women there being well satisfied by the black members. Another way is to contact an interracial couple and tell them the predicament you’re in and ask for their help. One way this has been successful in the past has been when an interracial couple has agreed to meet them at XXX-rated theaters. If you can get your wife or girlfriend to go to an xxx-theatre and have the couple agree to be there with maybe one or two of their other black friends, you’re on your way for sure.

The guy and his wife sit in an agreed upon location in the theatre without her knowing things were set up, then watch the movie for a short while. In a short time, the interracial couple and her black friends come and sit near the guy and his wife, and one of the black guys starts to work on the white female with them. First he may just start deep-kissing, then he might expose her tits and finger her, and before long, she might drop to her knees and begin sucking and playing with their cocks, oblivious to those around her, and giving everybody including the guy and his wife a real show.

The guy should keep watching and let his wife know he’s getting turned on just like they do at home when they’re watching the interracial videos. Before long, she won’t be watching the screen; she’ll be staring at the slutty white whore shamelessly sucking two thick, black cocks. At this point, the guy can whisper to his wife and encourage her to go over and join the slut and her black lovers. A little pushing to encourage her and maybe the slut could motion for her to come closer. The guy says they should move closer even if she isn’t going to join.

I’ve seen situations move in many different directions from this point. One woman became a little frightened and left (although she came back to the theatre by herself two weeks later looking to see if the slut and her lovers were around). Some women just stay where they are and their husbands finger them or lick their pussies, while they watch the action, usually with the husband telling them how beautiful it is to see the white woman with the black men. (These women are usually only a few weeks away from the actual experience.) And, surprisingly, some women after coming closer and sitting one or two seats away, finally give in to their desires and join the white slut and her black lovers; and when this happens, their husbands usually are very vocal in telling them how very happy they have made them. Once this has happened, they will never go back, and these women usually become whores for black cock from that day on!

Another place couples interested in watching before they participate can go is the XXX-rated book stores with peep booths in the back. The husband should find one that has adjacent booths where you can watch the people in the next booth from across the isle, or better yet, if he can find the ones that have glory holes where guys can stick their cocks through to suck, these are the best.

Again the husband could arrange to take his wife there and arrange to have an interracial couple go there at a predetermined time. Once again, the entire scene should appear very spontaneous to the woman. Sometimes, they decide to first notice each other in the book store/video rental section. After watching the white slut and her black lover do a little teasing and exhibitionist play, they usually move to the video booth section, where they enter a booth and the husband and wife enter the adjacent one.

They usually watch as the black man or men work the slut over for a little while, and then the guy can usually get his wife pretty hot as they watch. By the time the black guy sticks his thick, black cock through the glory hole in the couples booth, the wife is usually ready to suck him off while her husband fucks her and tells her how beautiful she looks and how much he loves her. Often, his wife ends up in the booth with the black man and tastes the real thing in her pussy for the first time while her husband watches. Again, there is no turning back after she’s had a big thick black cock in her pussy and her husband now has a full fledged slut for black cocks for the rest of his life!

The only thing I would warn guys about is to not pursue this unless you’re really sure you want your wife to be a whore for black cock. Like any extremely pleasurable experience, its very difficult to give it up once you’ve tried it and I guarantee that she will find it pleasurable as only a black man can make a white woman feel. A return to anything else seems mundane and she won’t be able to stop.

But if you’re really sure this is what you want, “Do it and do it now without delay!”

It takes some planning and a little work, but the first time you see a couple of black guys strip your wife, work her nipples and clit as they undress her …

The first time you see the nervous look in her eyes as she looks for your approval, knowing she’s so turned on that she couldn’t stop anyway …

The first time you see a black hand slip up your wife’s milky white thighs under her skirt to her soaking wet pussy and finger her within minutes of meeting her in a dark restaurant or hotel bar …

The first time you see her on her knees as that thick, black cock glides past her lips and you know its her greedy mouth’s saliva making that black skin shine …

The first time you see that long, thick, black cock meat sliding into your wife’s open cunt, thoroughly soaking his dick with her cum as you watch her eyes roll back into her head as he brings her to multiple orgasms like you could never do …

The first time you see her take a long thick black cock in her mouth, pussy and ass at the same time, begging them to fill her with their potent black sperm …

The first time you watch her dress to go out, knowing she’s dressing like a total slut because she’s going to get that black cock that she’s been thinking about all day …

The first time she comes home at 5 a.m. thoroughly fucked and coated with dried cum all over her and you put your hand under her skirt and feel the soaking wet panties she put back on to keep the massive amounts of cum from running down her legs …

The first time you smell and taste the cum on her face, her hair, her tits, and you know she’s been whoring all night …

The first time you see her in a black bar being passed from one guy to another as they dance slowly with her, running their hands all over her on the dance floor and every guy in the place knowing your wife’s a whore for black cock …

The first time you see your wife enter a room full of black guys because she’s being whored out by a special black guy who really knows how to please her …

The first time you watch her get fucked all night long, guys cumming in her and all over her …

The first time you watch her begging for more and more black cock as guys tease her with the tip of their big black cocks, putting them at the entry to her pussy, then withdrawing them again and again while she begs for them to fill her …

The first time you hear her admit over and over that she’s a total whore for black cock…

… then you will know that all your effort, time and care will have been well worth it.

Once you’ve had this experience, then you can write and tell the world what a lucky guy you are and know that you are envied by so many others out there who didn’t have the courage or who were married to women that will never live up to their fantasies!

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I had a reputation in high school as being an easy lay.  I had sex with seven or eight different boys.  I felt that I was pretty mature.  Having an older man for a husband, I thought was great.  I had a lot of good sex with William in the early years.  I considered William the man of the house and relied on him to make most major decisions.  William had always had an interest in wanting me to fuck other men, which I thought strange.  Did he want  an excuse to fuck other women or did he want grounds to divorce me.  I allowed him to talk about it while we made love because he said that it enhanced his desire and made his dick harder than usual.  He assured me that he didn’t want any other woman or would ever want to divorce me.

After our daughter left for college, I was thirty-eight years old and William was fifty-three, I decided it was time to give William what he wanted.  William had lost a lot of his desire for sex and I was still young and wanted to feel desirable.  I waited until the next time that we were fucking and William, as usual asked me if there was anyone that I knew that I would consider fucking.  I asked him if he was sure that he wanted me to be with another man and have them fuck me.  His eyes really lit up at the prospect of this happening.  I told him that there was a new guy at work who had been showing an interest in me.  I had William pull out,  as I was going to tell him about this guy, as I knew he was close to cumming.  I was afraid that after he ejaculated he may lose interest in what I was going to propose.  William gave me his full attention as I told him that I would make a date with this guy and if he wanted to fuck me, I would let him.  About all that William could say was when.  I told him Friday night.  My husband took me in his arms and hugged me tight and started kissing me with more passion than he had shown in some time.  As soon as he reentered my pussy, he started cumming.  He reassured me on how much he loved me and he would continue to love me even after I started fucking other men.

Friday night was a big event as I prepared for my date.  My husband was doing everything he could to help.  As he dried me off after I had bathed, I could tell that his cock was hard and pressing against his pants.  He helped me select the clothes that I was to wear.  A short black skirt and a white blouse.  A white bra and black panties and wear my four inch heel black shoes.  He told me how sexy I looked and Bill would be crazy not to want to fuck me.

I left the house at about eight and went straight to Bill’s apartment.  Upon entering, Bill met me at the door and took me in his arms.  As he tried to kiss me, I turned my head and he kissed me on my cheek and then my neck.  I pushed him away and told him not to rush.  We left and went out to eat and then stopped at a club for a few drinks and dancing.  It was about ten when we got back to Bill’s place.  As soon as we were inside, he started unbuttoning my blouse.  I was still a little reluctant about us kissing.  I removed my skirt and had Bill unhook my bra to expose my breast.  He felt of my tits and then kissed each one and sucked the nipples.  I knew I was getting wet and ready to be fucked by the other man that my husband had wanted me to fuck.  Bill slid down on his knees and pulled my panties down around my ankles.  I stepped out of them as he planted a kiss on my pussy.  He then led me into the bedroom and I moved over to the bed and positioned my self ready to be fucked.  Bill removed his clothes and wasted no time getting inside me.  He fucked me slow and easy for maybe twenty minutes before he came.  I enjoyed the fuck, but I think I was to tense to have an orgasm.

Afterward, we laid together and talked.  I told him that this was a new experience for me and I hoped that I would get better.  That I wasn’t looking for romance but just wanted the sex.  I told him that it was William’s fantasy for me to get other men to fuck me.  Bill told me that he understood and would like to be the man that gets to fuck me.  I told him that I would like for him to be my lover and I would fuck with him whenever he wanted.  He said how about tomorrow night.  I told him that he would have to come to our house.

I returned home about midnight and found my husband waiting for me at the door.  He took me in his arms and hugged me tight and asked if everything went alright.  I told him yes and that Bill and I had fucked.  My husband dropped to his knees and pulled my panties down and started licking my leg just above my knee and continued up my leg until he got to my pussy.  I probably had dried cum still on my leg and Bill’s cum still inside my pussy.  William was so hungry to tongue and suck the cum from me.  He picked me up and carried me to the bed.  We both got necked and William proceeded to inspect my freshly fucked pussy.  When he would remove his fingers from my pussy you could see the stringy mixture of my juices and Bill’s cum.  William got as much on his fingers as possible and rubbed the mixture onto my nipples for him to suck off.  He was so excited to explore my body after another man had fucked me.  He was able to fuck me longer that he had done in a long time and he felt so much bigger.  I know that my pussy was so slippery that he bound to not felt much but just knowing that he was getting seconds in my pussy was what he wanted to feel.  He added his cum to Bill’s and we were in each others arms.

Saturday evening, I told William that Bill would be coming over that night for a date.  William said ok, will he be staying or are you going out.  I told him I didn’t know.  But I had plans and I hoped a surprise for my husband.  It was a little after eight when Bill arrived.  I met him at the door and put my arms around his neck and really for the first time kissed him hard on the mouth.  I whispered in his ear that I wanted to give William a show and then we kissed more.  William was sitting in his recliner and was watching us greet one another.  I removed my top and not wearing a bra exposed my tits for Bill.  He immediately took hold of them as we continued to kiss.  I then felt Bill pressing up against me and could tell that his cock was starting to rise.  I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants and took his cock out.  I turned so as William could get a good look at the cock and see what I was about to do.  I started stroking Bill’s cock so it would stand erect.  I then took the head into my mouth and started sucking it.  I could cut my eyes so as to see William and his reaction.  It looked like a tent pole inside William’s pants because his cock was straining to get out.  I continued to suck Bill as William unzipped his pants and took his cock out.  I told William, we are going to fuck now as I took hold of Bill’s cock and led him to the bedroom for our second fuck.  I was so much more passionate this time with Bill than I was the night before.  I allowed him to kiss me all over and on the mouth as he pumped my pussy full of his cum.

After Bill finished, he got dressed and I walked him to the door while I was still naked.  We passed by William who still had his cock out.  William thanked Bill for coming and hoped that he had a good time.  I kissed Bill at the door and told him to call me.  William came and picked me up and carried me back to the bed that Bill had just fucked me on.  Again, he did to me what he had done the night before, only this time the cum was much newer and fresher.  I knew then that William did really love for me to fuck other men.

Over the next two years, I had four different lovers.  One was married and was afraid of getting caught after a while.  One was ten years younger than me and he moved on to marry a woman his age.  One guy said that he had fallen in love with me and wanted me to leave my husband and marry him.  He made me choose.  I chose my husband.  All the time, William was becoming more submissive and allowing me to go out and be fucked at any time.  I even made a few over night trips with my lover.

These four men were all white, so after it was time to start anew, I told William that I wanted a black lover.  I was a little surprised  that he said alright.  He told me that I would look beautiful with a black body on top of my white skin.  My first black man was a big hunk of a man named James.  He had a big beautiful black cock that I knew that I wanted when I first saw it.  I think that James was so delighted to have a white pussy that he was here every night to fuck me.  William didn’t have much to say or do with James.  One week end I was at James’ place when two friends of James came in.  Just being playful, James started taking my clothes off while they watched.  I found it a little exciting to have their eyes on me as he undressed me.  James got undressed and as the guys watched he slid his black cock into my pussy.  See, he told the guys, she does have a very nice pussy and she can take all of a black dick inside her cunt.  I was almost gone from pleasure as James fucked my pussy.  After James had shot off inside my pussy, he turned to the guys and asked, who’s going to be next.  I was a little shocked but had a couple of drinks and didn’t much care whose cock was inside me.  I was already naked and was here with my legs spread wide.  They guys jumped at the chance and were necked  in no time.  They had beautiful long black cocks.  James told them so I would fuck more for them to give me a really good fuck.  That evening, I was fucked by three men and really loved it.  I had so many orgasms that I couldn’t remember.  When I returned home, William knew that James had fucked me but I didn’t tell him that two of his friends has also fucked me.  William sucked my pussy as usual and commented about the amount of cum that was on my panties and still in my pussy.

After fucking James and some of his friends a few more times,  I asked James how many of his friends could he arrange to fuck me.  He asked if I wanted a gang bang and I told him yes.  He said that he could easy arrange five or six other guys.  I asked him if he could bring them over to the house Friday night.  Friday evening, I bathed and shaved my pussy because I knew that the black men liked to see a bald pussy getting fucked.  I just put on some old cut off and a sweat shirt.  I told William that we would just stay in tonight.  He asked, is James coming over later.  I said maybe.  Around eight-thirty, William noticed that I was watching the clock as we just sat and watched TV.  It was nine when we heard a car door slam out front.  William went to the front and looked out.  When he say James’s SUV he said, it’s James coming for a fuck.  I got up and went to the front to meet James and see how many black guys he had with him.  William opened the door and when he saw James and six other black guys, he tried to shut the door back.  James had the door blocked and forced it open wide and told the guys to come on in.  William was a little reluctant but I told him it was ok.  James told him, we either fuck here are she goes with us.  William said, ok, here.   For the next four hours, I had seven cocks to take care of.  They all got my pussy at least once, some twice.  I sucked three of four off and one came in my ass.

William didn’t much care for this many at one time, but it didn’t matter to me as he was well on his way of becoming a cuckold husband.  There was an open invitation that about ten different black men could come by at any time for a fuck.

Lee, my second real black master and I carried William’s cuckold training to new limits.  Lee also was a big man and he had his bluff  in on William.  Lee would have William sit beside our bed while I rode his cock and have me tell William that my pussy belonged to him and I was his white whore.  Lee would also bring or send over other blacks to fuck me.  We shopped sex stores for items to apply to William.  Lee would tell him that he didn’t want him to feel ignored.  We had but plugs, handcuffs,  ball and dick restraints, dog collars and a leash for William.  Lee convinced William that the only way that the guys he brought over to fuck me could feel at ease and understand that William accepts them doing this was for William to offer to suck their cocks hard before they fucked my pussy.  William understood what Lee was saying and started doing this for the guys.  For the first time, my husband would not only suck their cocks to get them ready, he would cleaned them after they had fucked me as he would clean my pussy after each fuck.  Of coarse, William’s other duties included serving drinks, bringing food, and handling clean up supplies.  The guys would usually want William naked as they are and would make fun of his man hood.  Lee would remove my panties and tell William to put them on.  Sometime, one of the guys would place my panties on William’s head.  The position that the guys seemed to like best was have William stand beside the bed with a butt plug in place, his hands handcuffed behind his back,  cock and ball strap on his dick with a leash attached to the end.  I would hold the leash and would yank it each time I orgasm and tell him how good it feels to get fucked by the black cocks.

After about a year, Lee passed me off to John.  John liked to have me at his place where he managed me.  When he would pick me up or send one of his friends for me, it was more like going out on a date.  I could get ready to go on an half hour notice.  My husband still gets just as excited when he knows that I am going out and will be coming home well fucked.  He still meets me at the door, tells me how much he loves me and proceeds to lick my cum filled pussy.  He usually tells me that I come home smelling just like a black man’s whore.  I just grin at this and tell him if he only knew.  William knows!

I have been fucking other men for the last five years and am loving it.  With four white lovers in the first two years and three black masters for the last three years, it has been the best time of my life.  Little did I know when I started  dating one guy once or maybe sometime twice in a week, and now going to my masters four or five times a week and fucking as many as six to ten different guys each night and turning my husband into a true cuckold for my black fucked pussy.

Part 2:  William’s Story

First, let me say that I am a true cuckold husband and have been for many years.  I feel lucky to have a beautiful unfaithful wife.  She wasn’t always this way but I believe I led her onto this path.  I have always had this fantasy that she would let another man fuck her and then show me the evidence and tell me every detail about being fucked.  I thought it would be even better if I could watch while she was being fucked by another man.  It was nearly impossible for me to make love to her without bring this fantasy up.  She said that she understood that this heightened my sexual arousal and she sometime would play along and tell me about fucking one of her old boyfriends or tell me that some day she would meet some one and let them fuck her.  She would ask, you would like that, wouldn’t you.   This would really get me off.

You see, I am fifteen years older than Peg and I always thought she would want to fuck a younger man closer to her age.  We were married twenty years and she was the perfect wife and mother to our only daughter.  Shortly after our daughter left for college and we experienced the empty nest syndrome, she told me that she would fulfill my fantasy.  I had an immediate erection.  Really, you will let another man fuck you, I asked.  Yes, she answered, I’m ready to try it.  She warned me that she might not like it and then again she said she might not be able to stop doing it.  I think I stuttered as I said that was alright that I would still love her just the same.  I fingered her pussy as she stroked my dick and told me about a new guy that she had been flirting with and she was sure that he would fuck her.  I asked her if he had come on to her and she said yes.  I loved hearing about another man who was interested in fucking my wife.  I told her that this was the ultimate compliment to her for him to want to have sex with her.

I wish I had words to explain why I so desperately want another man’s dick inside my wife’s pussy.  I have tried to explain why to my wife but she says that she still doesn’t understand.  When I think about her being with another man, I get a gut feeling in my stomach, my palms get sweaty, my dick  throbbing  my heart racing, my adrenaline starts to flow, and my balls start to ache.  And this is just thinking about it.  I needed to find out how I would react after she actually gets fucked.  Another way to look at it is when you have something that you are proud of and take pride in, you want to show it to other men. I once had a new motorcycle and the first thing I did was show it to some of my buddies and let them take it around the block.   This is the best that I can explain this.

She made a date for Friday night.  I was nearly out of my mind with excitement as she prepared for her date.  I followed her around like a puppy dog trying to help her every way that I could.  I watched her bath, shave her legs, trim her pussy hair, and lay out her clothes.  She looked so beautiful as she walked out the door to go meet Bill.  The last thing she said was wish me luck.  I knew the excitement would last until she came back home hopefully well fucked.  She left the house just a little before eight.  It was a little after twelve when she returned.  I had tried to stay busy while she was out on her first date but I did worry and wonder about just what they were doing.

I was at the door as Peg came inside.  I took her in my arms and kissed her.  She had a smile on her face as I asked if she had fucked Bill.  She told me to find out for myself.  As we were kissing, I pulled up her skirt and ran my hand inside her panties, cupping my fingers between he pussy lips.  I cupped my finger into her hole and could tell that she had been fucked.  Oh baby, oh baby, I told her, I love you so very much.  She pushed my head down, as I dropped to my knees before her.  I pulled her panties down and inserted three fingers up into her gooey pussy.  As I pulled them out, a lot of pussy juice and cum covered my hand.  I put my fingers to my mouth and licked them.  The cum taste confirmed that not only had Bill fucked her but he had filled her pussy with his cum.    Peg took hold of each of my ears and forced my head onto her pussy.  For several minutes, I licked and tongued the pussy until I had sucked out as much of the cum mixture as I could.  I got up and lifted Peg in my arms and carried her to the bed room.  We quickly got naked and moved to the bed.  I went back to sucking her pussy now that I had better access to it.  Her pussy had a spunky smell and taste of another man’s cock, and I was loving my wife sharing it with me.  I was close to cumming, so I turned around and slid my dick into the used pussy.  The thought of my dick being inside a pussy that had another dick in it just a short time ago caused an immediate ejaculation.  I apologized for cumming so soon.  As I held Peg in my arms, she told me all of the details of what they did, including how they were naked together and Bill putting his dick into her pussy.

The next morning, Peg asked me if I had any regrets,  I told her no and that I loved her even more.  I asked her if she was sorry that she was fucked by Bill and she answered no.  Then she added, in fact, I have another date with him tonight.  I was hoping that Peg and I could spend just a quit evening together and maybe discuss her date the previous night as we fucked but I said that’s fine.

Again, Peg prepared for her date.  At a little after eight, the doorbell rang.  Peg jumped up before I could react and headed to the door,  As soon as Bill was inside, Peg threw her arms around his neck and they started kissing.  After several kisses, Peg stepped back and removed her top.  She was braless.  She now continued to kiss Bill while Bill held her bare breast.  She rubbed her tits up against Bill’s chest.  Next, she dropped to her knees and unzipped Bill’s pants and took out his half hard cock.  She jacked it several times bring it to a hard and then she took the head into her mouth.  Bill looked at me as if to say, what can I do.  Peg jacked and sucked hard until Bill filled her mouth with his seaman.  Bill asked where was the bathroom and he went to clean up.  I was almost in shock at my wife all of a sudden being so open.  She came over to me and shared a cum kiss with me.  Did you like my little show, she asked.  Yes, I answered as she continued to plant her mouth on mind.

Peg left to brush her teeth and use some mouth wash.  She and Bill came back in and she introduced us.  Bill said that he was honored that he could date Peg.  I told him that he was welcome to come and see her whenever he wanted.  Peg and Bill sat together on the couch and Peg asked me to get them drinks.  Bill said he would have a beer if we had that.  I got up and went to the kitchen and poured Peg a wine and got a beer for Bill and myself.  Peg was still bare breasted, so Bill fiddled with her tits while he had his beer.  When he finished his beer, Peg got up and showed Bill to our bedroom.  She left the door open so I could hear as they removed their clothes and started fucking.  I was glad that Bill had come here and would fuck her in our house.  After Bill finished, cleaned up, and got dressed, he left.  Peg had walked him to the door and gave him a kiss goodnight.  We returned to the bedroom together where the smell of their fucking was evident.  Once again, I went down on her pussy and eagerly licked and sucked her and Bill’s love juice.

Bill remained Peg lover for a little over six months when he found another woman and moved on.  A couple of weeks after he said good by, he called Peg and told her that if she wanted someone to fuck he had a young friend that knew about us and wanted to become Peg’s lover.  Peg told Bill to send him over to see us.  The next night Jim called and asked to come over.  Peg told him ok.  Jim arrived at about seven-thirty and we talked about what we expected.  We told him that our marriage was open and Peg liked extra sex just for her pleasure.  Jim was ten years younger than Peg.  She was really flattered that a younger guy was interested in her.

When Jim found out that I was sucking the cum from Peg’s pussy after he left, he asked why not join us in the bedroom.  When possible, I would suck Peg’s clit and lick her while Jim was fucking her.  We had several positions that would allow us to do this.  Peg would sit on my face after Jim had came inside her while she sucked his dick hard for a second fuck.  Peg had her first double penetration by me and Jim.  Jim’s dick was long and slender.  He was about two inches longer than me but not as big around.  I think this is the reason we both could enter her and this was usually done when Jim was fucking her for the second time, so she would be well lubricated.

For the next two years, Peg had four white lovers.  I must say that she loved fucking with all of them.  One was married and stopped seeing Peg when his wife became suspicious.  Two found other girl friends and one said that he was in love with Peg and wanted her to divorce and marry him.  He told her that she had to decide between him and me.  Peg told him that she would not see him after that.

After this guy, we were a little worried about him going off the deep end and trying to do something.  When we would go out to eat or a club, he seemed to be hanging around.  At one of the clubs that we go to Peg met this big black guy that she danced with.  When she told him about this guy, he said that he would take care of it.  The guy was in the club and the black guys followed him out when he was leaving and I believe he took care of the problem.  Probably threatened the guy with his life.  Peg invited the guy to come home with us.  His name was James.  He was about thirty-five, six feet two and weighed about 220.  Peg had her way of thanking him for helping us.  As soon as we got inside, Peg took him to our bedroom.  From the sounds coming from the bedroom. He must have been something special or the best fucker that Peg  ever had.  She was more vocal than she had ever been with any of the white guys.  I tried to imagine just what his dick looked like pounding her pussy.  Peg established right there that James was to be her next lover.  I think I trembled a little thinking about such a big man with my wife, but when I thought about the black dick inside Peg, I knew that he was the one.  As he was leaving, he asked if he could come back.  Peg said, please do.  She gave him our phone number and told him to call to make a date.

Peg invited me into the bedroom to examine her black fucked pussy.  It had more cum inside than I ever saw with Peg’s white lovers.  Long strands would come out as I fingered the pussy.  Peg asked, well, are you going to clean me?  She really wasn’t asking, she was telling me that I had better.  E god, I thought, this is cum from a black cock.  I moved my mouth down to the pussy.  I thought the smell was some different.  I stuck my tongue inside her and tasted James’s cum.  I found it a little stronger.  Probably because there was so much of it still inside Peg’s pussy.  I sucked and lapped up as much as I could.  I knew I would be doing this a lot more in the future.

James called the very next day and made a date for that night.  He fucked her for the second time and Peg loved it just as much as the first.  They were fucking together five or six times a week.  The second Saturday, he picked Peg up and carried her back to his apartment.  It was after two in the morning before he brought her home.  She smelled of sex and still had dried cum in her hair, on her face, on her tits, and her stomach.  She didn’t talk much about what they did.  She went straight to the shower and got cleaned up before coming to bed.  James only came over three times the next week.  On the third Saturday after meeting James, we did not hear from him all day.  Peg did shower late in the day, but just put on some cut offs and a sweat.  I noticed around eight, Peg was watching the clock.  I asked if James was coming over and she answered, maybe.  About eight thirty, I heard a car pull into our drive.  I went to the front and saw James’s SUB.  I waited at the door to let him in.  When I opened the door, not only was James standing there, he had six black men with him.  I tried to push the door shut, but James pushed harder.  All of the men followed James inside.  I started to protest, when Peg came up and told me that everything was all right and she was going to fuck them all.  She had asked James to provide her with a gang bang.  She later told me that the time she spent at James’s apartment that she had fucked James and two of his friends numerous times.  Peg kept her word and had every one of the men’s cocks in her mouth and in her pussy that night.  I couldn’t tell you how much cum she collected.   When they had finished, Peg was really proud of satisfying all seven men.  I was mad at her for doing this without telling me.  She told me to get over it as she was going to be doing this a lot.

For about eight months, Peg took care of James and many of his bros as they call them.  I had no choice but to continue to love her and be with her after they were through with her.  Right after Thanksgiving and before Christmas, James had spent some time with his ex wife and his children.  He told Peg that they were getting back together and he couldn’t be with her anymore.  Peg told him that she wanted one last night with him before he left her.  He arrived at about nine and Peg met him at the door and smothered him with hugs and kisses,  She didn’t want to let loose of him.  I stayed out of there way but served them any thing that they wanted or needed.  Peg told me that I needed to put clean sheets on the bed as James would be resting in our bed and I would have to move to the guest bedroom.  All night long, I could hear them making love and fucking nearly continuously.  They didn’t rest much and neither did I.  At eight, the next morning I went to their bedroom to tell them that I would cook breakfast.  As I looked in, all of the cover was off and James’s naked body was on top of Peg giving her one final fuck.

After breakfast, James and Peg went back to the bed room, but they just wanted a little time along together to say their goodbyes.  There was more hugging and kissed and I could hear Peg sniffing.  She held it together unto James left.  She went back to the bedroom and laid where they had been together and started crying.  I got up behind her, and held her while she cried for James.  This was the first time that she had ever become so attached to a lover.

Nearly all of the men that James had supplied for Peg were in their twenties and not near the man that James was.  She said none of them could take James’s place.  There were several weeks that Peg just mopped around the house with little interest in anything.  I told Peg that we were going out to the club Friday and find her a new black man.  Friday finally came and at about six, I told Peg to get ready to go out.  I almost had to push her to get her ready.  I told her that I wanted her to look like a real slut.  When we got to the club, I think at least half of the men there had screwed Peg.  They recognized her and several rushed up to talk and dance with her.  None really interested her.  There was one man sitting alone in the back of the club, that I noticed was paying close attention to what was going on.  After about an hour with Peg dancing with many of the black guys that were alone in the club, this guy got up and walked up to Peg and her dancing partner and interrupted them.  They other guy quickly turned Peg over to this new stranger.  He was ever bit as big as James and looked to be even stronger.  He looked to be in his late thirties or early forties.  I knew then that he was going to be Peg’s black man.  Peg brought him back to our table and told me, this is Lee and this is my wimp husband.  She showed him that I knew my place and he could assume the dominant position over me.

After a couple more dances with Lee, Peg said that she was leaving with Lee.  I guess this is what we came to the club for.  She left with Lee and I went on back home, playing with my dick all of the way.  I got naked as soon as I got in the house, put a porn video on and jacked off.  Peg had met a new man and was out fucking and would be coming home with a pussy full of cum.  It was after two when Lee and Peg came in. She had invited him in and she showed him the layout of our home.  Pretty soon, it would be his home also.  He told me that after tonight, Peg was going to be his woman and would be available for him when ever he wanted her.  I didn’t know it then, but Lee was going to try to humiliate me in almost every way possible.  My cuckold training was just beginning.  At least Peg would get all of the black cock that she wanted.

Lee mad it a practice to have me present while he fucked Peg.  He introduced Peg to trash talk mainly to humiliate me.  He would have her tell me how good he could fuck her how big his cock was, and that she was now his bitch and whore.  He started bring friends to our house for a fuck party.  I was expected to wait on them and get them what ever they wanted.  When they would undress Peg, they would remove her panties and tell me to undress and put her panties on.  I didn’t mind wearing Peg’s panties, but sometime they would make me wear them on my head.  Lee and Peg started bring home sex toys for me.  When Lee so wanted, usually when other black guys were present, he would have Peg handcuff me, insert a but pug in my ass, put on a clock restrainer, and wear a dog collar with a leash.  What I thought was the worse part was when Peg told me that Lee had insisted that I start sucking cock when I was told to.  She said he said that there would be hell to pay if I ever refused.  My sucking the black dicks would show how much I appreciated having them come to fuck my wife and that I was willing to help get her fucked.

Lee brought some of the guys here just because he liked the control that he had over Peg’s pussy.  The fact that she would fuck others when he told her to,  Also, it was a way to show all that he knew that the white pussy was his.  Several times, some of the men would say something about paying Lee to get to fuck Peg.  That her pussy was worth the money they paid.  I told Peg but she said she didn’t care.  There wasn’t any difference between those who paid and the ones she fucked free.  It was all just fucking to her.

There were only so many contacts that Lee could make for Peg and we knew that Lee needed the money that he took Peg to meet John.  John was a pimp and had many contacts and ran a brothel out of a house.  The day that they met, John  fucked Peg.  He sent Lee on his way and Peg spent the whole evening with him.  From what I learned it was to be a 40/60 split.  After that Peg spent three or four nights with John each week.  She told me that it was her duty to work for Lee and John.  She is turning between fifteen and twenty tricks a night while I am now alone most of the time, but I still love her and don’t mind her sucking and fucking so many black cocks.

All of this happened in just five years since her first encounter with another man.  She had four white lovers before she found a black master.  Now she is with her third master and is a full time whore.  This has to make me the ultimate Cuckold.

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I’d lain awake long into the previous night, fighting the overwhelming urge  to masturbate. Today I was utterly washed out. I sat at the checkout in a  dream, hardly recognizing the customers even though I’d known them all my  life. You don’t get many new faces in a town like this.

I knew I was going to want to masturbate again tonight. This time, I wasn’t  going to fight it.

A shadow fell across me. I looked up. Nolan Katzberger was coming between me  and the light. Nolan is six foot four, two hundred and forty pounds and a  logger. If you know anything about logging towns, that gives you the  complete picture. Eight days in camp, not a woman in sight and strictly no  alcohol. Back into town for four days whooping it up. Then the camp again.

He swung his basket onto my station. Four six packs. As I checked them  through, he lifted each in one of his massive hands. You could heft a  fair-sized tree trunk in one of Nolan’s hands. He grinned at me. ‘How ya  doin’ Alice?’

I nodded. ‘I’m doing okay, Nolan.’

‘Ya know, I doubt that. I doubt you’re doin’ okay, Alice. Not in the things  that really matter to a woman.’

I rang through the last six pack and held out my hand for his money. ‘You’d  know what really matters to a woman, would you, Nolan?’

‘When her husband’s gone and not comin’ back for a long time? Yup. I guess  I’d know what’d really matter to a woman in that position. You can go and  see him but they won’t let you get your hands on him through the bars, now  will they? Young woman your age, prime of life, I don’t reckon she’d be  feelin’ okay with the world.’

‘Forty ain’t the prime of life, Nolan. In Hollywood, maybe. Not when you’re  working a checkout in this place.’

He leaned closer. ‘You look pretty good to me, honey. An’ it’s gonna be  twenty-five years, MINIMUM, before they let Joe out. Maybe I’ll come round  your place tonight. Give you a helping hand.’ He leered at me.

My face must have been bright red. I could feel it burning. ‘No, thank you,  Nolan.’

‘Bring some of the guys round? Make a party of it?’   ‘I said, no, thank you, Nolan.’

‘Aww. I think you’re just playing hard to get. See ya later, maybe.’ He took  his change and swaggered out. Old Mavis Swann was next in line and she gave  me a very strange look.

My shift ended at three. I got in the beat up old Chevy and drove home,  muffler blowing all the way. I tried to rid my mind of the picture of a  gangbang with Nolan and his friends. A gangbang is sex. It’s men forcing  themselves on a woman because they’re bigger and stronger and the woman  can’t stop them taking what they want. It should have been the most  terrifying thing I could have imagined. So why was my heart beating so fast?

Of course, I knew Nolan had been kidding. He’d be in Duke’s tonight, same as  every night he was in town. There wasn’t enough drinking time for Nolan to  want to waste any with a woman. Still, now I had the dream I was going to  masturbate to.

The house I shared with Joe is outside town a ways, down a dirt road and  hidden by trees. Joe liked it that way. It helped him keep what he was doing  private. Or so he thought. Didn’t stop the police catching up with him,  though. I parked in the yard, got out and went into the kitchen. There  wasn’t a soul there to say “Hi”. I thought, as I often had in the past three  months, that I must get a dog or a cat. Somebody to think I was important,  feel sad when I went away in the morning, be pleased when I came home again.

I got under the shower. The temptation to beat off, right there under the  warm water, was almost unbearable. I resisted it. Shower, sit on the porch  with a beer and my first cigarette of the day, have supper. THEN I’d take my  clothes off, get into bed and be kind to myself.

It was warm, even for August, and I’d just spent six hours in a plastic  coverall. I changed into loose cotton. Cotton everything. Then I went out of  the bedroom and into the kitchen, looking for my beer.

And found them sitting there. Five of them. Grinning at me.

Oh, Jeez. The gap between a fantasy to rub your clit to and the real thing,  sitting there in your kitchen. My heart was going like a jackhammer. I felt  sick in the pit of my stomach. And fear. I felt fear. I opened my mouth to  speak, but nothing came out.

‘Surprise!’ Nolan was smoking. They were all smoking. And looking at me as  if I were the entertainment.

I found my voice. ‘I’d like you all to leave, please. Now. Before I call the  police.’

Nolan said, ‘Go ahead, honey. Call them.’

I reached for the handset in the place where it always was. The sick feeling  in my stomach got deeper. ‘Where’s the phone?’

Nolan looked around at his five buddies. I knew every one of them. Or so I’d  thought. ‘Anyone seen Alice’s phone?’ he asked. Heads shook. Grinning heads.

‘Look, Nolan,’ I started, but he wasn’t listening. He stood up and stubbed  out his cigarette. ‘Get her on the table.’

Now I knew why he’d brought four buddies. A woman has four corners. Four  corners, four captors. One for each arm, one for each leg. They lifted me  up, swung me over the table and laid me down. Gently, not roughly. Smiling  down at me. As though we were all enjoying ourselves. They didn’t let go. I  have never felt so utterly helpless.

Nolan was standing over me the way he had at the checkout. He was smiling at  me. His hand came down on my knee and started sliding up my thigh. ‘Nolan,’  I said, ‘don’t do this.’

The hand went on moving. My head was twisting right and left and I was  pulling for all I was worth against the hands holding me down but…well.  There were four of them. All loggers. All tough and strong as oxes.

‘Nolan, please. PLEASE, Nolan!’ His fingertips were right up high on my  thigh, touching me where the skin is soft and smooth. ‘Oh, God, Nolan,  please. There’s still time to stop, Nolan. Nolan, PLEASE don’t.’

He took his hand away. I breathed out in relief, but too soon. He took my  cotton skirt and raised it to my waist. ‘Holy shit’ said one of his buddies.  Jake Barrard it was. We’d been in school together. Jake had married Theresa  Osovsky who’d been my best friend back then and I’d been her bridesmaid.  They were still together, with three children. He said, ‘Get her panties  off, Nolan.’ He was laughing.

Nolan’s hand went back to the top of my thigh. His thumb moved to touch the  lacy edge of my panties. He started to trace the lace around, taking his  time. I was still babbling at him to stop, please, please, PLEASE stop, but  I think I knew that wasn’t going to happen. I only had to look at their eyes  to know they were going through with this.

Nolan’s finger pressed hard into my panties where they covered me. Covered  the bit of me they all wanted. He laughed. ‘You little tramp! She’s wet,  boys. She’s loving it.’

‘No,’ I gabbled, ‘no, no, please, Nolan, please don’t do this,’ but he had  hold of my panties and was trying to get them down. I resisted with  everything I had, pressing my ass down onto the table, but it was useless. I  could no more stop a runaway semi on the highway by jumping in front of it  than keep Nolan Katzberger from doing what he meant to do.

He held my panties to his nose. ‘You little slut,’ he murmured. I hated the  approval in his voice. How could he possibly think I wanted this, was  enjoying it? He offered the panties to the others and they all sniffed,  whooping and laughing. I felt like the worst kind of lowlife tramp.

Suddenly he took his hand away. ‘Let’s find the bedroom.’ He set off looking  and the other four picked me up, the same way they had when they’d put me on  the table, one at each corner, and we followed Nolan.

They dropped me on the bed and held me down. Nolan was undressing. ‘Strip  her,’ he said. And so they did, twisting me this way and that so they could  undo snaps and clips until I was completely naked. Nolan knelt over me. I  was suddenly filled with calm. ‘Nolan,’ I said. ‘There’s still time to stop  this. You can all go away and I won’t say a word to anyone. Please, Nolan.’

He smiled. When he smiled it was like watching a happy little boy whose just  been given a present he’s longed for and thought he’d never get. Then he  kissed me, gently. His lips were warm and soft and his tongue pressed into  my mouth. I didn’t resist. What would have been the point? While he kissed  me he took one of my breasts in his hand. ‘Remember the junior prom, Alice?’

Eh? No. Should I?

‘I asked you to be my date. You said no. You went with Jason Kermody. A nice  boy from the right side of the tracks. Like you. But Jason’s gone, Alice.  Jason’s leading a nice corporate life with his nice smart wife and his nice  smart kids in some town with a future. And you married Joe, and you’re stuck  here. What went wrong, Alice?’

All the time he said this, he’d been gently kneading my breast. ‘Joe’s a  lowlife, Alice. Your parents cut you off when you married him, didn’t they?  I’d have been better for you than Joe, Alice. And I’ve wanted you. Ever  since junior prom. I’ve watched you and I’ve wanted you.’

I lay still as his hand moved down across my stomach. ‘I’m sorry, Nolan. I  didn’t know. I had no idea.’

His huge hand lay for a moment on the top of my thigh. Then his thumb  pressed against me, asking for entrance. All the fear had left me. I was  embarrassed as hell, but I no longer thought they’d hurt me, or kill me. I  moved my thighs to let his thumb come into me.

It was a big thumb and it knew what it was doing. Very soon I was breathing  heavily. Very soon my hips were moving. Very soon I was crying out. The  others let go of me. They knew I wasn’t fighting them any more. I threw my  arms around Nolan’s immense shoulders and dragged him down to bury my  scarlet face in his throat as I lost all control. I held up my lips to be  kissed and he obliged.

I looked down the space between us. Just like the rest of him. Big. I  reached down and wrapped my hand around it. ‘You want to put that inside me,  Nolan?’

He nodded.

I pulled him gently upwards, maneuvering him until his warm tip pressed  against my lips. The very place I’d been planning to rub with my fingers.  Even with four people watching, this was better than fingers. I rubbed my  nose against his face. ‘Think you can take it from there, baby?’

He nodded again, and slid into me. It wasn’t like I expected. That is, it  wasn’t “slam, bam, thank you ma’am”. It wasn’t just Nolan’s thumb that knew  what it was doing. When it came to knowing the way around a woman’s body,  everything about Nolan was expert. I wrapped my legs around his back and  rocked with him. Every powerful thrust made me grunt. I didn’t care. I’d  never been to this place before. I was floating.

And then it came to me that the audience was part of it.

We hide sex. I did, anyway. The same mother who cut me off when I married  Joe had taught me that sex wasn’t nice. It was something you did for your  husband, as infrequently as he would let you get away with, and you didn’t  expect to enjoy it. You could say it was a generation thing. I’d had good  times with Joe. But if you were my mother’s daughter, you learned that some  things take place in private, and you don’t talk about them afterwards.

And here I was, stark naked and fucking my brains out in front of four men  who, undoubtedly, were going to want their turn when Nolan and I were  through.

It should have made me suicidal. In fact, it felt great. For once in my  life, I – Alice Murphy, failed daughter, barren wife, checkout slave – was  the center of attention. And all of it was approving. It was like I was at  the plate in some vital school game and Nolan’s hand played gently over my  nipple and his lips plucked at mine as he drove in and out of my joyous  cunt, and “Yeah, baby” and “Go, girl” wafted over me from the bleachers. I  could never have done this in public of my own accord. But I wasn’t doing it  of my own accord. I had no choice. And so I could let go and revel in the  sheer exhibitionism of it.

When Nolan came, he took the weight of his body on his elbows instead of  just dropping on top of me the way Joe did. I liked that. It meant he might  be rough and he might be from the wrong side of town but he was a gentleman.  Over the years, I’d learned something I don’t think my mother ever knew. It  isn’t money or breeding or education that makes a man a gentleman. It’s what  he has inside him.

He kissed me, long and tenderly. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed me  back. ‘You’re a hero,’ I said. ‘A fucking hero.’

Then he rolled away from me and stood up. And, as soon as he did, Jake  Barrard came into view. Jake was as naked as Nolan had been. As naked as I  was.

If this was just a story I was writing here, I’d have a different ending.  Jake, or one of the others, would say, “Jeez, Nolan. I never knew you felt  like that about Alice. That was beautiful. That was like a religious  experience, man. That was like being in church.” And they’d keep their  clothes on, tiptoe away, let themselves out and drive off to Duke’s. Where,  of course, they would tell no-one what they’d just witnessed. And Nolan  would stay here with me, and we’d have something to eat, maybe send out for  a pizza, drink some beer, and then we’d go back to bed and lie there the  whole night through. And before we went to sleep, Nolan would make love to  me. And, in the morning, before I got up to go to work, he’d do it again.  And I’d go through the whole day knowing he was waiting at home for me. And  I’d never need to even think about masturbating ever again.

That’s what I’d write if this was just a story.

But this isn’t just a story. This is an account of what happened that night.  I read somewhere that some writer said, if you’re going to tell the story,  you have to have respect for the truth. And I reckon that’s right.   So what I’ve written there about religious experiences and being in church,  that isn’t what actually happened. What happened was that they fucked me.  All of them.

Jake hooked my legs over his shoulders, bent my legs right back so I was  almost screaming with the pain and rode me. There isn’t any other word for  it. If this had been the Fuck Rodeo, Jake would have had the gold cup. He  just went right at it till he came and then he rolled off without a word,  stood up and started to dress.

Barry Gombold was more gentle. He made it last, too, but he didn’t even  start to rouse me the way Nolan had. It wasn’t good, wasn’t bad, just going  in and out hard with no finesse, no kisses, no gentle manipulation of tender  nips. Just a fuck. A sex act like most sex acts that go on between most men  and most women every day of the week. I lay back and let him do his thing  till he shot his load into the same place as Nolan and Jake had already left  theirs. It occurred to me that it must be getting like the inside of a  bill-poster’s bucket down there and I wasn’t surprised that no-one attempted  to go down on me.

I’m not going through the whole thing man by man. They fucked me, every one.  They didn’t try to hurt me, they treated me like a good sport, but every one  of them did it to me. And then they left.

Nolan stood by the bed before they went, looking down at me. I couldn’t read  the expression on his face. Contempt I could have understood, but it wasn’t  that. Understanding? Sympathy? Desire? Love would be too much to hope for.  ‘I’m sorry about the junior prom,’ I said.

He nodded.

‘It was my mistake,’ I went on. I knew what I wanted, but asking for it  would take courage. My voice was small. Timid. ‘Do you want to stay? Let the  others go without you? Send out for a pizza? Have a beer or two? Spend the  night together?’

He shook his head. ‘No, honey. Thanks, but no.’

‘Okay.’

I lay where I was for quite a long time. Then I got up, pulled the stained  sheets off the bed and hauled them to the old Bendix. I’d wash them on  Sunday. I replaced them with fresh sheets from the closet.

Then I took my second shower of the evening. I didn’t feel like masturbating  now. There was absolutely no need.

I put on a cotton robe and slipped a pack of Low Tar and a lighter into the  pocket. I went into the kitchen, made myself a sandwich and carried it onto  the porch with a beer. I sat there for a long time as the light faded and  the darkness came in. Not thinking about anything much. Just sitting there,  smoking. The dark doesn’t frighten me. I feel at home in the dark. It’s sort  of cherishing. Protective.

I smoked six cigarettes in the time I was out there. Six is a lot for me. It  was beginning to cool and I was thinking about bed when I saw lights on the  dirt road. When they turned past the last of the trees I recognized the  pickup. Strangely, the only thought I can remember having is that I’d  changed the sheets for nothing. They’d come back for seconds and the clean  ones would end up in the same condition as the last lot. And did I even have  another set ready to put on?

But only one man got out of the pickup.

He raised two take-out pizza boxes, one in each immense hand. ‘I don’t know  whether you like anchovies,’ he said. ‘So I got one of each.’

‘With or without,’ I said. ‘It’s all one to me.’

We ate the pizzas in the kitchen. We drank a couple beers, smoked some  cigarettes. It felt good. Companionable. I stroked his forearm. It made my  hand look tiny and it was as hard as a board. He said, ‘I suppose you’re  wondering why I let them all have you?’

I waited.

‘What do they call that thing,’ he asked, ‘where you’re obsessed with  someone but you can’t stand to think about them?’

‘I don’t know, Nolan. Love-hate relationship, maybe?’

‘No. That’s not it. I never hated you.’

I noticed he didn’t say he’d never loved me. I began to feel a tingling in a  place I’d have thought had enough done to it to be satisfied for a  month.

‘I thought if I fucked you and then I watched them fucking you, I’d be over  you. I’m not.’

‘Oh. Is that good or bad?’

‘That depends on you.’

‘How’s that, honey?’

‘I’m forty, Alice, and I’ve never had a steady relationship.’

‘Some men can’t handle one.’

‘Yeah. Sure. And some men fall in love once in their lives and, if they  can’t have her, they don’t want anyone else.’

‘The junior prom was a long time ago, Nolan.’

‘I guess that shows how hard I fell for you, Alice. Now I’m here, and you’re  here, and this looks like my chance.’

‘What do you want from me, Nolan?’

‘I want to know what my chances are. I want to cherish you and love you and  take care of you. I want to stay, and be your man. I want you to divorce Joe  and marry me. That’s what I want.’

‘That’s a lot for a girl to think about, Nolan. Coming out of the blue like  this. Why don’t you stay the night and I’ll give you my answer in the  morning?’

‘Okay.’

The love-making we had that night was as tender as anything I’ve ever known.  He stroked me until I was almost screaming with lust, his huge hand gentle  on the insides of my thighs. This time he did go down on me and I had a  shattering orgasm just from the insistent pressure of his lips and tongue  and teeth on my inflamed little nubbin. Then I pretended to drift off to  sleep, and he actually did.

When I was sure he was really sleeping, I crept to the drawer where Joe kept  what he always called his special items. I took out the cuffs he’d used that  time he’d tied me down and paddled my ass. Before he reamed it for me. They  were covered in fur and the carton had called them “silken restraints”, but  inside the fur was steel. Steel handcuffs. There’d been no way I was getting  up till Joe had enough of what he wanted. I’d made sure he never used  them on me again.

Getting the first one on Nolan and fixing it to the bed was child’s play  once I’d opened the cuff to the maximum so it would go round his monstrous  wrist. For the other, I had to wait. I fixed one end to the bed and left the  other opened. It took half an hour before Nolan rolled over in his sleep,  stretching out his free arm towards the far side of the bed. Where his  subconscious told him I’d be, most likely. Just lying there and waiting like  a Stepford Wife for his sweet attentions. The tugging from the cuff started  to wake him, but it was too late. I’d already snapped the other one on to  his wrist and closed it.

Poor Nolan. He tried everything to rip himself free, and I thought for a  moment the bed might not stand the strain, but it was a strong old bed and  it held. I sat on the side of it and smoked a cigarette while I watched him.  He talked to me, but I can’t tell you what he said. I wasn’t listening.

Then I went into the garage and got a tree lopper. I went back into the  bedroom and sucked Nolan’s cock. When it was good and hard, I cut it off and  stuck it in his mouth.

I had to sleep on the porch that night. I’d have liked to get into bed  beside Nolan, because to tell you the truth the emotional turmoil had left  me exhausted, but his screaming would have kept me awake. It must have  stopped at some point, because when I woke and went to get dressed he was  dead. Loss of blood or choking on his dick, I couldn’t say.

I spent Joe’s nest egg that I wasn’t supposed to know about on the best  lawyer I could get. It was a good investment. Justifiable homicide while I  was out of my mind as a result of gang sex. I got probation, and it’s over  now. The rapists got jail time. They’re still in there. I guess they talk to  Joe sometimes about what they did to his crazy wife. Or maybe they don’t.  Who understands men?

Theresa divorced Jake right after the trial and left town, but I’m still  here. Masturbation is all I have left to me now. Occasionally I see a man  who could press my buttons, but everyone here knows what I did. There ain’t  no man going to put himself at my mercy while he’s sleeping.

You can’t account for what some women will do. Probably there are women who  will allow themselves to be gang sexed and then forgive the ringleader and  take him into their lives and their beds because he says he loves them.  Probably there are.

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Let me describe her to you first, she was a nice brunette weighing around 120 pounds, with a 5’5″ frame, nice looking. Her build when we married was breasts like eggs, fried eggs, don’t laugh but yes she really had no breasts other than two nipples that loved to be sucked. Her pregnancy soon took came of that and she had a pair of 38DD’s that she loved to have played with. She was also a virgin and after the first time told me “If I had known how nice sex was you would never have gotten me a virgin.”

We got married shortly after I came home from WWII and were blessed with two sons and then the Korea War came up and I was recalled into the Army and gone for 14 months. This story starts a few weeks after I had left.

Margie and I had a very nice love life, she loved sex, and we made good use of it, In the morning when we woke we mads love, then I would come home at noon and again we went to the bedroom where we usually played 69, when I came home at night before dinner another quick session making love, After dinner and a quiet time we went to be for a long time making love. That’s right 4 time a day for 6 weeks before I left for Korea.

Her mother wanted to spend some time with the two children and let ‘Margie’ have some free time for a long weekend. Margie planned on going to see her sister when she left the house. She got about a half hour from home and stopped at a road side street car diner for a bite to eat. The place was crowded with a lot of trucks and truckers. Once in the diner she saw all seating was taken and turned to leave when one man spoke to her ,

“You looking for a place to sit?”

“Yes.”

“OK sit here and share the booth with my partner.”

He moved to sit with his partner and let Margie sit across them. As they ate they talked and she told them about being alone, with me gone to Korea and she was making a surprise visit to her sisters for the weekend.

They finished eating and she rose, reached for the tab and one of them grabbed it telling her,

“Our treat.”

“Thank you.”

As they left the diner and escorted her to her car she asked one,

“where do you spend the night?”

“Oh we are staying in one of those cabins back of the diner.”

A set up something like today’s Motels, maybe thirty cabins were strung behind the diner.

As she unlocked the car door one asked her,

“Would you like to see what they look like?”

She stood there with the car door open and turned to them and knowing full well what they wanted if she accompanied them, close and locked the car door and with a smile walked with them to the cabin they had pointed out. Her first fuck other than me was about to take place.

Her notes she had written recorded that it took them maybe two minutes to have her naked and spread wide on one of the two king size beds, as they undressed. They were soon laying next to her and everyone was having fun. She was sucking one cock and the other had his cock in her cunt.

“Oh fuck me please, fill my cunt with your cum.”

“You sure you want it in you?”

“Yes fill my cunt and fill my mouth, please, it’s been so long since I have felt this good, don’t stop.”

One thing Margie was I sat blessed with is that she had an operation when she was an early teen and by error one ovary was removed so she was fertile maybe every 58 days not the usual 28 days.

The two men took turns and before they went to rest  they had filled her with three loads of cum each in her mouth and cunt. She spent the night with them and again about 4 AM was woke up and one fucked her before getting up,cleaned up and left to get the truck going while the other fucked her. The first trucker came back in and stood by the bed and asked her,

“Are you ready for more?”

“Yes.”

“OK but this time here put this over your eyes and pretend that your husband just came home and is going to fuck you.”

“OK, sounds nice.”

She covered her eyes and listened as the trucker as he undressed then his weight was on the bed over her, then she felt his cock start to slip into her cunt. Suddenly she realized that it wasn’t the trucker the cock was too big and was deeper than either had gotten when they fucked her so she pulled the blindfold off her eyes to see the big grin and white teeth looking at her of a black man.

“Hi there gal I’m Mike how does tis feel in you.?”

She had wrapped her legs around his waist before she removed her blindfold and had pulled him deep in her cunt.

At once she lost all the racist she had in her self. She smiled up at him looked over at the two truckers,

“Thank you, now you fill me good with your cream, Oh you feel so good in me I want more.”

The truckers smiled and telling them,

“The cabin is paid fro until noon, enjoy it.” and were gone.

Mike smiled and told Margie,

“You know you were built for a black cock in your cunt, you took me like it was used to be in you a lot, all 14 inches, and I am going to fill your cunt with a gallon of my sperm, if that’s where you want it.”

“Oh yes fuck me and fill me with you sperm, ram it deep in me it feels so good.”

Her log book recorded it, that it felt like a water hose at full burst when he came in her, he put more cum in her with one fuck that the truckers did in all night fucking.

Mike slowly pulled his cock out of her cunt and rolled beside her, Her first thing was to begin to clean his cock (something she always did with me) but was unable to get his whole cock in her mouth. Mike told her again and again,

“You were built for black cocks to fill your cunt and also your mouth, it a short time you will be able to swallow my whole cock just you want and see.”

Her log book then records that he asked her to put her coat on and he’d buy her breakfast at the diner. She rose and started to dress and he stopped her, telling her just your coat you’ll take it off when we get back for more fucking. And she did as he asked, Her coat had only one button at the waist and wearing only the coat revealed a lot of her skin especially when she sat down, especially her legs and her cunt were revealed. The diner was empty except for the cook and the dish washer, both black men. Mike spoke with them when they came into the diner as Sam and Oscar.

Sam came over to the counter where they at and smiled at Mike

“Nice looks, how was it?”

“Sam, she’s built for big black cocks, after a bite to eat you and Oscar should take her in the back room and fill her with your big black cocks she’ll love them.”

Sam looked at Margie and asked her,

‘Is Mike right, you willing for me and Oscar to fuck you?”

Margie log book wrote, I said yes, I didn’t know why, but I really wanted more fucking.

After both men had fucked her she also sucked them clean smiling after and telling them “I will be back and you can fuck me some more.”

Mike took her back to the cabin telling her time and time again ,

“You were built for big black cocks, you like them don’t you?”

Back in the cabin after Mike fucked her she asked him,

“where do you live?”

He told her and she smiled at him telling him t hat he lived in the same city she did and that she would see him a lot more. She told him where she lived and offered to taake him home as he had hitchhiked this far so soon they were at our home and she was showing him around and soon had him in bed with her fucking her more.

She took him home and he asked her “want more?”

“Yes.”

“OK, park in the drive, leave room for another car, dad and mom must be out but my brother is here.”

Wearing only her coat at Mikes request she entered the house with him. once in the house, Mike reached over and unbuttoned the singly button on her coat, pulled the coat off of her as he told the two black men,

“Look what I found at the diner and is she ever tight, giver her a try and see how she feels to you, she loves big black cocks.”

As she wrote in her log book,

“OH what a fun time big black cocks filling me time and time again, I loved it and want more, Mike is so good sharing me with his family and friends.

As the three black men were taking turns two more people came in Margie looked at saw a man and woman, Mike spoke up.

“Hi Mom and Dad this is Margie she loves it in here and she is built for big black cock, Dad try her and see if she can take you.”

The mother spoke up,

“Yes Jed, try it and if she can take you what a relief for me, girl if you can take his cock in you, you are welcome any time you want.”

Margie was full of cream and her cunt was wide open as she watched Jed undress and when she saw his cock, even though it want’ hard yet he was bigger than any she has seen and getting bigger as Jud leaned over her placing the head of his giant black cock at her wet cunt and then pushed some of it in her. She spoke up to him, “Take is slowly, your the biggest thing I have ever seen and felt, be slow please.” She spread her legs wider and slowly he slid his giant black cock in her cunt until he exclaimed “It’s all the way in you got it all in you, are you OK?”

“Yes I’m OK now fuck me and empty your balls in my womb as that is where you have your big black cock now.”

In her log book she wrote “What a lovely cock he had.”

She spent the night resting with Mike after he told her she was built for big back cocks and that he would see that she got plenty for her willing cunt.

In the morning she went to the kitchen, naked, telling the mother she didn’t have any clothes with her and the mother told her that she was alright naked as the men would strip her as soon as they got up anyway. She also told Margie.

“Thank you for taking care of Jed he has always wanted to fuck a white woman but wouldn’t let him fuck her once she saw his cock, even I have trouble of taking him at times, thanks again.”

Just as breakfast was finishing the door opened and in came 8 black men it turned out to be 3 of Mikes uncles and 5 cousins making now 11 black men for her to take care of and the rest of the day was taken up with every one taking turns with Margie. She loved it and was sorry that she had to lave and go to her mothers and pick up the children.

She picked up the children and went home, tucked them into bed and sat around thinking of what had happened to herself, She thought of what Mike kept telling her “You are built for black men to fuck.”

She finally slept and was surprise when she rose in the morning to see is snowing and snowing hard already several inches on the ground. She checked the weather report and found that it was a snow front and expected to drop at least a foot or more by Tuesday night. She went out and as the kids played in the snow she cleaned the car off and shoveled some away from the car. It did keep snowing and finally late on Tuesday night stopped with nearly 2 feet of snow on the ground.

Tuesday night she put the children to bed and went to work clearing and shoveling. Then she heard the cars coming and stop at the drive, out climbed several men, once came to her and she saw it was Mike he told her.

OK, Margie, you go in the house we’ll clean the drive and you fix us some hot drink, coffee and chocolate, hot water for tea, and oh yes, undress, and be naked when we come in.”

Margie asked “How many are there to fix for?”

“Counting me 19.”

It didn’t take long before the men came in, took off their boots and clothing, all had a drink and then the real fun began. One after the other took turns fucking Margie, then two at a time so she had a mouth full of black cock and her cunt as well, then they fixed her airtight. The first time in her life that she had three men at one time in her mouth, in her cunt and one in her ass. They were finally finished and all left except Mike who spent the night, repeating to her,

“You were built for black men, big black men.”

Margie’s log book kept a record and from all that I looked at she must have had at least several hundred men in the year that I was gone.

She tried to explain it all to me when I returned and we went on a vacation with the kids, she explained that she missed our love making times and needed some sex while I was gone, I could understand that, but black and then as she told me she didn’t plann it that way but took it and now can’t stop, she feels that she has to have a black cock in her often and hopes I understand. She tells me she loves me but wants to fuck black men. I met Mike before he was getting married and he and his coming wife watched as he fuck Margie because his girlfriend wouldn’t fuck until married then only her.

That’s all for now and if I have given you something to read and enjoy let me know and I can tell you more of the sex live of my wife, a woman that I loved dearly and was a good wife and good mother to our children who had no idea that she did what did.

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Like most people, male or female, I have a natural lurid curiosity which I would be happy to satisfy if I weren’t caught at it, a totally natural and deep-seated interest in all things obscene — just because they are forbidden.

The bulges in the six surrounding youths’ sloppy large pants told me that they were interested in more than just territorial rights at the moment. They just didn’t know how to go about getting into my panties other than using intimidation, or worse, trying to hard. I knew that I had to defuse the situation immediately, or suffer the consequences of my mistake, and pay a higher price than a woman should ever have to pay.

“Whoa fella’s,” I said breaking into their choir like tirade.

“What’d you say bitch?!” The oldest, tallest, and ugliest of them snapped at me. His pock marked face surround by blond, and red dreadlocks would have been enchantingly laughable in normal society, but here it was just scary, and I guess that was their point.

“Look,” and I reached out, and took his bulge in hand, and squeezed it, “we don’t have to make a racial statement that turns us all into losers, now do we? If all you want is a little white pussy, then just ask nicely.”

“Huh?” he gasped in chorus with his friends.

“All I’m saying, and hell all any woman really wants is a little pampering, a little love talk, and a few signs of affection to show that she’s appreciated before she lets a guy through the door. Understand?”

“Um, not entirely,” he replied, but without moving away from my handhold.

“Well,” I said, my heart beating like a trip hammer as I drew on my imagination’s well of fantasy, “I’m not a little girl as you can see, I’m a woman, and women like to be earned.”

“How much?” Was his quick reply, taking me for a hooker. Still, I was flattered that he was willing to even pay me to get into my panties.

“I’m no pro!” I scolded, and squeezed my hand for emphasis. “I’m not talking about money here,” and I looked around me at his friends to see that they were all holding their own bulges as I held his.

“Then what?” He gasped.

“Well,” I thought out loud, “some women like men to fight over them. But I could hardly ask you to fight your friends here, now could I?”

All six of them shook their heads in response to that question, and I knew then that I had their full attention.

“However,” I continued, “there is nothing like a little friendly competition to earn a woman’s favors to set her heart afire, and open her silky thighs. If you know what I mean?”

And when they all nodded their heads in agreement I knew that I was in for an unexpected party of a lifetime.

“Okay,” I said, and began stroking tall dark and ugly’s thick growing log through his trousers, “I think that I know of a way for us to all have a lot of fun, and make this a win/win situation.”

“How’s that?” Six voices asked at once.

“Well first off,” I said, and pulled my hand away from his bulge, “and don’t take this wrong mind you, but I insist that my lovers all be fresh out of the shower for one thing. Which means that we need a place with a little privacy, and a lot of hot water before we start the competition.”

“What’s the competition?” Asked the big guy.

“My name is Lauren,” I said, by way of introduction.

“I’m Rodney,” he replied, “Most call me “The Rod.”

“It fits you,” and I tugged at his bulge for emphasis, and then he began to introduce me to his five friends.

“This is Duke,” he pointed to his left to the barrel chested black youth with the chiseled Mandingo like face. This guy had to be a football star, or into body building that was for sure.

The next guy he introduced was nicknamed Porpoise, he was the portly one of the group, though not entirely what you would call fat as he proved later. Spike, Decker, and Shaka Dog could have all been from the same litter as they were as thin as rails, and all three wore the same overly large 501′s around their pubic bones, or half way down their asses. How any of them walked around without losing their pants is a mystery to me, and science both. However I at least now knew them all by first, or nickname, and that’s all that counted.

“So what’s this about a competition?” Rodney inquired.

“I thought that since it is obvious that you all want to get into my shorts that you could show me just how much you really want me by having a good old fashioned pie eating contest.”

“PIE eating contest?” Rodney actually looked puzzled.

“Yeah, a hair pie eating contest,” I replied. “Mine.” It was then that I lifted my skirt, right there in the dark alley to let them all get a look see at what they were really wanting the whole time. I keep my thick pubic thatch quite trim actually, shaped into a small heart above my clitty due to the fact that my hair color is bright reddish orange down there as I am a natural Strawberry blond. I keep the rest of the area perfectly bald as that’s the way my husband likes it, and I find it much more hygienically satisfying.

“Damn baby!” Rodney growled with controlled passion. “You ain’t wearing any panties!”

“I’m glad you noticed,” I smiled back at his shocked look, then slowly lowered my skirt back into place. “As you can see I’m all showered, and ready to go.”

“Hammond’s!” Duke spoke up for the first time.

“Hammond’s?” I inquired.

“Yeah,” Rodney agreed with his friend, then looking down at me, “It was a family owned Convenient Store up until last week. They moved out yesterday, but they left the water, and lights on in their living quarters for the fire marshals inspection for the new owners. But they won’t be here until next week.”

“I don’t want to break in,” I insisted.

“No problem,” Rodney said, “They gave Duke the keys to the place. He’s their first cousin. There’s even a double bed for him to use there.”

“Sounds perfect.” I said, and followed arm in arm with Rodney as Duke led the way down the street, and Porpoise made a chalk mark next to my car on the pavement by the left front tire before joining the rest of us. Which I could only assume was by way of protecting it from local vandals.

It was a tired old building, much like the rest of the residences in the area, but it alone had a store front with a loading zone on the first floor, with the living quarters on the second floor directly above with a separate entrance way on the side in the back alley. Surprisingly it was very clean inside, with no pealing paint, and some very smart wallpapering, and lovely natural old wood framing, molding, and panels. However save for the double bed in the middle of the living room there wasn’t another thing in the interior until you went into the bathroom, which was strangely fully stocked.

“This will do nicely,” I said, then stepped into the bathroom, and closed the door behind me without locking it.

I hadn’t locked the door as a sign of trust on my part, but I needed a moment to compose myself before I could go any further. So far I was as safe as my comrades could make me, but I was also isolated from my own world, and had to get in touch with my husband so he wouldn’t wonder why I hadn’t showed up, and so somebody would know where I really was. So while I used the facilities I called Jim on my cell-phone, and told him what I was up to, and where. He agreed that I had done the best thing by not getting sexed, but was a little puzzled at first about my not wanting to get the police involved. When I explained that this was a chance to live out one of my girlhood fantasies without getting hurt he finally agreed as long as they didn’t keep me there over night.

“I guess that just depends on their stamina,” I said before closing out the cell phone.

I gave myself a cool douche from the bidet to clean myself up, and then stepped out of the bathroom, and called out; “Next!”

I almost thought that they were going to fight over the shower, but Rodney took command right away, and said that they would; “…go in the order of introduction’s to the lady.”

Meaning that as far as the showers were concerned he went first, then Duke, then Porpoise, and so on.

“Nobody touches Lauren though until she’s ready,” Rodney finished, and that was probably why the argument ended with a friendly note.

“We could use a few chairs,” I commented out loud as Rodney closed the bathroom door behind him.

“They left some folding lawn chairs out on the balcony,” Duke informed us then. And with the others help we had enough chairs for four people to sit down on, and that meant two had to sit on the bed while Rodney showered. I chose a chair so as to favor no one in particular, and suddenly we were all just talking, and getting to know each other.

As I’d thought Duke was into football, and going to college on a athletic scholarship the coming fall. Spike had been invited to UCLA on a music scholarship, but wasn’t sure he wanted to leave his homies as yet. Pointing to Decker, and Shaka Dog as they were going to have to repeat their senior year in high school. Luckily for me they were over 18. But it was Porpoise that really surprised everyone there by telling us that he was going to MIT in the fall.

Somewhere during the conversation Rodney came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist, and took Duke’s place as Duke headed for the shower. I got to hear then about how Rodney had been accepted into the Air force Academy, and his plans for becoming the first black man on Mars.

“Ever eaten a white girl?” I interrupted.

“Uh, no, not really,” Rodney responded slowly, as if thinking about how to answer the question in front of his friends.

“Any one here ever eaten any pussy?” I asked then.

Porpoise hesitantly raised his right hand, and then Decker, and Shaka Dog raised theirs as well.

“Good,” I stated, “you men can coach the virgins. You know, sorta kibitz, or give them hints, and suggestions on technique if you will. And since Rodney is sort of a virgin to eating pussy, and well, he is the leader of you guys, I think he should eat my pussy first. After all he has already taken a shower, right?”

The nods of every head in the group settled the issue as far as I was concerned. So I slouched down in the chair, spread my knees wide, and lifted the hem of my skirt up to my face, and then held it with my teeth.

“Come on brown sugar,” I whisper lisped through my teeth in my huskiest voice, “time to eat some white pussy. And remember, the best cunt lapper gets to fuck me first. So you might want to listen up to your friends, and me especially while you’re learning.”

You didn’t have to tell Rodney something like that twice, he dove into my crotch with a full half twist, his tongue slicing through the swollen lips of my excited pussy like a knife through melted butter. And my legs wrapped around his head of their own accord. It this guy had never eaten pussy then he was the all time Rookie of the year as far as I was concerned. And when the tip of his oral appendage tickled my G-spot I knew then that this was no tongue-fucking rookie by any means. I instantly went in multiple orgasm mode shimmying, and shaking uncontrollably in that simply lounge chair like a monkey in a banana tree on ecstasy. My hands holding his black face in up tight against my pink gyrating pussy, mumbling, screaming, and yelling out every blaspheme known to mankind as I forced Rodney to lick up my never-ending supply of girl goo melting out of my cunt.

My only problem when I get like this is that I can be a real fucking pig of a slut, and when I saw Duke coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel I crooked a finger at him to get him to come closer. Once he was in reach I simply grabbed the towel, pulled him right up next to me, and rid him of that pesky loincloth so as to get at his growing hunk of black man meat. And yes, it was very fucking big. So big that it took both of my hands to hold onto it as I opened my mouth to get what I could of it into my mouth. Which was barely more than an inch back of the crowning head.

I lost all sense of time for a while as Rodney’s tongue brought me from one mind numbing set of multiple orgasms to the next set. I was in hog heaven getting my pussy quaffed, and my mouth stuffed with big black cock. So much so that it took a while for me to realize that two more of the gang had joined in on either side of me to suckle, nip, and lightly bite at my heaving titties. Hell, they hadn’t even bothered to take off my blouse, or the demi-cup bra underneath, just pulled everything to the side, and had at them. For all essential purposes I was still fully dressed saved for the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. The whole scene in my mind creating a picture of a perfect slut in carnal carnage melt down.

Now I’m not one to brag, but I can pretty much say with some authority that I’m a damn sexy looking vixen. In fact I know that I have a better body than most of the up, and coming starlets out in Hollywood, and that I’m pretty enough to turn more than my fair share of heads. I eat, and exercise properly, and try not to overdue anything that isn’t related to sex. So when I tell you that those guys were all over me like wolves sharing their last meal on earth, please believe that I know what I am talking about here. And I wallowed in all of that black flesh like a sow in a mud hole.

I was sucking on one big black cock, after another, with a big black cock in each hand that I was stroking enthusiastically as well. And all the while one of those black bristly heads was between my thighs licking away at my sopping wet slit, or tongue fucking my tight tender little pooper. I don’t have any idea of how many orgasms I went through, or how long this part of the foreplay lasted, but suddenly I found myself all alone flat on my back on the bed’s mattress with the only sheet in the place rumpled up underneath my soaking wet ass.

“Uh, where did everybody….?” I started, then opened my eyes to see that I was surrounded by no less than seven throbbing hard black cocks. This party was starting to grow. Some of which were being stroked as they pointed in my general direction.

“Foreplay is over, baby,” Rodney informed me, “time fo you to choose who fucks you first.”

“And who’s second,” Duke put in just before the rest of them set off a volley of numbers that I was in no real shape to comprehend.

“Yeah, well,” I struggled to get up on my elbows while spreading my legs wide, “I’m pretty loose right now fellas, so what say we let Rodney lay down here on the mattress, and I’ll climb up on his hog leg, then you other men find one of my other openings to use while we go at it. After that we’ll just play musical white holes, and black poles. How’s that sound?”

“GANG BANG!” Decker cried out just as I climbed on top of Rodney’s cock, and slowly impaled myself on that black snake of his.

Duke wasted no time in sidling up behind me to slowly slide his thick black stick up my slippery wet shit hole. It did hurt just a bit, but I was no virgin there either, and have always loved a healthy sized cock up my ass. However with Rodney’s cock stuffing the shit out of my pussy at the same time it felt like I had four foot of cock in me instead of close to two. And when Porpoise shoved his thick fat cock in my mouth to fuck my face I knew then that I’d made the best decision of my life letting them all fuck me silly at the same time.

“I say we knocks the bitch up,” came out of the mouth of the stranger that had joined them while I was getting eaten out earlier. “Teach her not to get lost next time.”

“Shut up Mouth!” Duke spat at him silencing Mouth with that one command.

But it was too late; I’d heard him, and just the thought of getting knocked up by these seven strangers, not ever knowing who the daddy really was sent me screaming off into the land of mind numbing euphoric multiple orgasma. After all, my day job was being a proper housewife to my husband Jim. And even though he allowed me the occasional foray into the wild side of consensual adultery didn’t mean that he would take kindly to raising some other man’s black bastard child. Though in truth, I knew that he would get off on the idea, if not the actual fact. Jim is as twistedly perverted as I am, more so at times. And I do love him for being that way.

“Yes! Oh yes!” I screamed after spitting out Porpoise’s cock for a moment, “knock me up! Breed me like a bitch! I love it!”

I was out of my mind going from one outrageous group of multiple orgasms into the next group. My body totally out of my control as they rammed, pulled, pushed, tugged, shoved, and throttled my body with their sexual hunger like I was a blow up doll. Two somebody’s always sucking, or biting at my breasts, and keeping my nipples hard, and extremely tender while no less than five black cocks fucked my cunt, my ass, my mouth, and both hands all at the same time.

In, and out, back and forth, twisting, and rotating their hips as they ground their black peckers into my white flesh over and over again. And when one of them came in my pussy, or up my ass, or in my mouth then another cock would quickly take its place. However where my mouth was concerned sometimes I had a cock in my face, and at other times somebody’s black ass was spread for me to rim out. Though honestly, I never really saw after Porpoise’s cock shot off down my throat whose ass, or prick was in my face after that. All I was really aware of was the sweet smell of Irish Spring soap that they had used to take their showers, and I was very pleased that I had insisted on that part before this had all gotten started. I may be a pig in heat when I’m slutty, but even pigs take baths.

I knew that I was gonna be sore all over when this was through, but there’s no way, now that I was well into it that I would have stopped this gang bang. And by then I’m sure that these boys knew just how lucky they’d gotten with me too. They sure humped me like I was their favorite fantasy centerfold, I can tell you that. And with all of that kind of attention, I really felt as slutty as a centerfold woman can feel.

I don’t know how long I was amongst the living before I passed out in sheer exhaustion during that breeding party, but when I came to again they were still fucking me. Though with slightly less vigor, and with a lot looser body orifices to contend with it was easy to understand why. It was dark outside by then, and the place was slowly becoming very quiet. I could feel my ass drenching in a wide pool of scum from all of the cocks that had cum in my pussy, and asshole thus far. As it turned out Mouth was fucking my cunt, pumping out as much semen with every thrust inward, as Decker who was cumming between my tits was spurting all over the front of me.

I could feel sticky crusted, and wet goop covering my face, chest, belly, and in my hair, and there was no doubt that my clothes were probably ruined, or at best ready for the dry cleaner’s. I’d been fucked hard, and laid up wet. What more could a slut ask for? And when the two of them finished, and got off of me I found that nobody else was there, everybody else had left leaving these two the sloppiest of leftovers in me.

“Where’d everyone go?” I struggled to sit up, and found that my entire wardrobe was now bunched up around my waist like corded rope yarn.

“They all had dates to get ready for,” Decker replied, “we figured since you were passed out that you wouldn’t mind one last poke before we left too. Mouth, and I ain’t never had a white woman before, and we wanted to make it last a little longer.”

“You better be on birth control,” Mouth chided, “or sure as shit you got yourself knocked up good today, slut.”

He was right. As it turned out the doctor found me pregnant six weeks afterwards. And almost nine months to the day later I had twins, one boy; Jim junior, and one girl; Melissa. And even though they both have very curly, almost kinky red hair, and slightly darker skin than Jim or I they both have green eyes like me. Jim is tickled silly at being a father, and well, I’m pretty much exhausted chasing after clean diapers, and such.

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