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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We watched a little TV and I set my alarm on my phone to make it like I was recieving a phone call. I then acted like I was on the phone with work. I stood up and told them I had to go into work for a little while. As I went up stairs to get my keys, she jumps up and says she is going to change into something a little more comfortable. When we got upstairs she put on her little nighty with some skimpy thongs and bra. She then put on her nightgown and we went down stairs. She walked me to the door and kissed me bye. She acted like she was watching me leave, giving me time to get around the back of the house and into the kitchen. I made my way back upstairs. While I was doing this, she laid on the couch with her legs over his lap with her nightgown wide open. While I was upstairs I took my cloths off and got into our closet. Its one of those sliding door closets so I kept it cracked. I already had it cleared out and a chair in it so I could sit and watch. We had done this once before and it worked out fine. About 10 minutes in, she finally came up by herself and was smiling telling me he has a hardon in his pants. She went to the door and hollered for him to come on up. She steps over to the stereo and turns it on playing some slow romantic stuff. She had already came out of the nightgown and we he came up he was like WOAH! She walked up to him and said, “Do you like”? She pulled him in and they started kissing She flicked off the lights which just left the lights from the bathroom and moonlight. They made their way to the bed and before they fell onto the bed he removed her bra. He told her over and over again how hot she was. She fell back onto the bed and he ontop of her. They made out for about 5 minutes removing his cloths in the process. She reached down and grabbed his cock, which I couldnt tell, but from her comment about she wasnt sure he could fit it in, it had to be big.

He started kissing down her breast and down her stomach then her pussy as he pulled her thongs down. He squated at the edge of the bed and ate her pussy. He spent 10 minutes eating her and she had several orgasms. She pushed him off after an intense orgasm. She sits up and he stands up. She sat there and removed his boxers. From the reaction and the sucking sound I can tell she was sucking his cock.

After several minutes he moves her up onto the bed and on top of her. She asked him if he happened to have a rubber. He replied no, They kissed a little more and he asked if she wanted to still go on. She told him yes, she wanted him in her. I see him reach down and guide his cock into her. She gave a little squeel as he went in and then a moan like no other. They got into rythm with the music playing as they fucked missionary kissing and rubbing each other. They slowly rolled over and she moved on top of him. I got a great view this time of her sliding up and down his cock. And yes it was pretty damn big..lol. She rode his cock, doing what she does best. After several minutes she was getting close to orgasm she told him she was cumming. She started moaning louder, thrusting her hips more and right when she started to cum, he said he was cumming with her. They both came at the same time, what an amazing site.

She fell onto his chest in complete exhastion, but he told her he wasnt done. He said he can cum three to four times in a row (wow). He rolled her off him and got in behind her. He pulled her ass up to his cock and started pounding her from the back. He kept telling her how hot her ass was and that he always like to watch her walk away at work. After a few minutes of him from behind, he came again. After he finished, she fell onto her stomach, He helped her roll over and he got in between her legs again. They fucked more in missionary style and I could her every pump he made in her cause all the cum in her pussy. For the next 20-30 minutes they slowly fucked, moving from missionary to spooning, to her back on top. They were back in missionary when he came the third time. Right before he came, he asked were could he cum, she said anywhere. He jerked out and moved up to her face, squirting all over her in the process. He went all over her chest and face and she sucked the rest out of his cock. He fell to her side and they both laid there for a moment.

She told him he better go, that I would be home shortly. After what seemed forever for him to get ready, he said his fairwells but not without getting another feel of her legs as he walked out. I waiting till I heard the door shut. I got up, with my hard cock in hand and went and cut the lights on. I asked her if she had fun and she said most definently. I wanted to see all that cum in her, but was shocked at actually how much there was. She had it pouring out of her and all over her chest and stomach. It was all over the bed. It was a lot. I crawled up between her and slid my cock in and it was soooo wet. We fucked for 20 or so minutes. I finally shot my load while we was in missionary. We both fell out in exhaustion. My body now covered in sweat and cum. Hers dripping with sweat and cum also.

As with the last guy we did this with, they failed to realize my car was still in the driveway when they left. lol. When she went to work monday, he was all about when they would get togther again. He is so looking forward to fucking her again.

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

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

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

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

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

“When will you be back?”

“Not until Saturday afternoon.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Is this a white woman?”

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

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

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

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

“Certainly.”

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

Mr. Tamoso just smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please, untie me?”

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

“Tricia.”

“How old are you?”

“Thirteen.”

“How did you end up here?”

“I don’t know.”

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

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

“Where is my Sister?”

“Down the hall.”

“Does she know I’m here?”

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

“She did?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Gene here.”

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

“You going to the game tomorrow?”

“Naw, having a good time right here.”

“What’s the action, bro?”

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

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

“How old are your guys?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jean knew that. Tricia was learning.

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

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

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

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

“You’ll look at my privates.”

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

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

“There,” she said.

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

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

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

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

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

Jeannie had agreed to keep quiet.

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

“I should go in.”

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

“You wouldn’t?”

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

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

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

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

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

Jean knew that was all bullshit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What time?”

“Eight.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, yes, I remember you.”

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

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

“Do you have a computer, on-line?”

“Yes.” “What is your screen name?”

“TriciaB at hotmail.com.”

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

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

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

She responded, “Where and when?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Must be, Tug. We get along okay.”

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

“What do you have in mind, Tug?”

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

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

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

“Yeah, just what you got, Man?”

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

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

“I like that Man.”

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

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

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

“You want to fuck her Tug.”

“Already have twice today, Brother.”

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

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“Oh yes” Sara was moaning about how about how full her pussy felt and about how much she liked her new toy. Sara put her hands on the dildo and began moving the three or four inches that was in her back and forth. “Oh fuck I love this thing,” Sara whimpered as she pushed two or three more inches I her. Looking at the dildo it looked like she had managed to get six maybe seven inches into her and she was loving it. Sara had that dildo sliding in and out of her like crazy. Pat looked down at his seven inch dick and thought just how much can she take. Just then Sara took her hands of the dildo and grabbed the headboard “Oh god baby, fuck me that big black cock, fuck me good” she begged of Pat. Pat took the dildo and began moving it in and out of his wife pussy as she moaned and bucked like an animal. Sara was had cum several times and each time she would Pat would push deeper into her causing her to scream in both pain and ecstasy. “You like that big cock don’t you my slut” Pat asked his wife. “Yes oh god yes, I’m a slut for big cocks” Sara moaned. To Pats amazement, he had worked all but 2 inches into his sweet wife and she was fucking that dildo like crazy. Sara was grinding her aching cunt against that dildo as hard as she could. Then with one hard thrust of Sara’s hips, she buried all 12 inches in her tightly stretched pussy. “Ohhhhhhh Goddddddddd baby so deeppppppp, so good I can feel the head hitting my cervix. Sara and Pat stayed up to almost three in the morning playing with the toy and having sex. The next day, Wednesday Sara was sore and really did not have that urge to have sex all day. However, that night lying in bed she started thinking about her toy and how good it had felt, but resisted the urge and went to bed. Thursday Sara woke up horny as hell her pussy was aching and she new what she needed, but she was running late so she headed off to work. Sara had a long day at work Thursday; she did not get home to nearly nine that night, and was exhausted. Sara talked to Pat just before she went and rested he said his would be home around five or so Friday night. Friday Sara again woke up horny as hell her pussy was wet and ached to be filled by a hard cock. Sara got the dildo out of the closet and looked at the huge cock; this made her even more wet. No Sara thought I will save this for tonight with Pat.

That day at work, Sara got a phone call from a good friend of Pat and hers. Jim was a good friend of Pat’s from college and him and a lot of their college buddies were throwing a party and were going to watch the big game. Sara new Pat would love it so she said sure we will see you about six or so. Sara called Pat and told him about the party; Pat was excited and looked forward to seeing the guys. Pat got home about 5:30 and quickly changed cloths, and him and his wife headed out. “Damn you look hot baby,” Pat told his wife as they got in the car. “I am hot and horny sweetheart my pussy is just aching for some dick. So when we get home I want to fuck you all night long,” Pat told Sara that could be arranged and that he would like to see her play with her new toy again. I was hoping you would say that Sara said as she smiled at Pat. On the way to the party, Pat slid his hand under Sara’s skirt and was slowly fingering her wet pussy as they drove. Sara managed to have a couple of orgasm before they reached the party. As they walked up to the front door Sara whispered in Pat’s ear baby just so you know, I left my panties in the front seat of the car. Then she lifted up her skirt and showed Pat her shaven pussy and I am even hornier now than before so we do not need to stay to long. Pat’s dick was hard instantly as he saw his wife’s wet pussy beneath her skirt. We will not stay long I promise. The party was in full motion Pat and Sara arrived there must have been 15 people their mostly men. Sara went and sat with Carol a friend of hers and they talked awhile and had several drinks, while most of the guys watched the game in the other room. There was only three women at the party. An hour passed and Sara was getting pretty buzzed and headed to the bathroom. “God I am so horny she thought as she sat on the toilet, her pussy was aching and on fire as she ran her fingers over her swollen clit. Sara decided that it was time to leave and she was going to go get Pat. When she came back from the bathroom, Sara noticed that all the women had left the party. Sara made her way to Pat and whispered in his ear “It is time to go I need some dick bad” Just a minute baby Pat told her. The game was tied and his team had the ball with 2 minutes left in the game.

Just then, Matt a friend of hers said come on lets dance, sure, why not Sara answered. Sara and Matt went into to the other room were the music was playing and began dancing. The song was fast so the two of the hardly touched each other. The next song however was slow so Matt took Sara in his arms and they began swaying to the music. Sara could feel Mats cock hardening as they swayed back and forth. Matt could hear Sara’s breathing getting heavier as they danced. Matt slowly slid his hand s down to Sara’s ass and she moaned softly. Sara was so horny that she was about to die as she felt Mats hands squeezing her ass. Matt slipped his hand under her skirt and to his surprise found her bare pussy dripping wet and slid his finger in Sara. Sara moaned, “Oh god Matt I need fucked so bad” Matt led Sara down the hall to the bedroom and within minutes, they were both naked. Matt was on top of Sara fucking her hard and Sara was moaning and bucking like wild. “Oh god yes Sara moaned give me that cock baby fuck me hard”. Matt was pounding Sara as hard as he could and Sara loved it. “God I need to be fucked” Sara moaned. Matt pounded Sara for 5 minutes our so then filled her hot pussy with his cum. “Yessss Sara moaned as she came too” As Matt got off Sara, Jim who had been walking by the door stopped and asked if he could join the fun. “Hell yes Sara moaned I need to be fucked” Soon Jim was fucking Sara as hard as he could. Matt went and grabbed several more of his buddies and within minutes, five or six guys standing around the bed with their dicks in their hands watching Sara get fucked. When Jim finished Sara looked around and ask which stud was next? Everyone hesitated except Dwayne; he stepped up from behind everyone and said he would be happy to give this lady some of his big ole black cock. Dwayne was 6-5 250 lbs and hung like a mule. Dwayne slid his pants down a revealed a big 10-inch black cock. Dwayne asks Sara if she had ever fucked a black guy. “No” Sara moaned “but from the looks of you I wished I had”. Dwayne slid in between Sara’s legs and buried his big cock balls deep.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck” Sara screamed “God yesss Dwayne fuck me with that big cock” Dwayne began fucking Sara without mercy, pounding her pussy lie a fucking machine. Sara was moaning and whimpering like mad, her head was flailing side to side as she got her first real taste of black cock. Dwayne put Sara on all fours and began slamming her hard and it was not long before Sara had a cock in her mouth while Dwayne fucked her hard from behind. Dwayne emptied his large balls into Sara well fucked pussy and stepped back, who is next. Sara fucked all six guys and sucked them all to over the next 60 minutes or so, until she looked up to see her husband standing in front of her. Pat had his cock out waiting for his blowjob “I hope I am not too late to join the fun” Pat said as he stuck his cock in his wife’s cum covered mouth. Sara sucked her husband off in no time as he was enjoying the show as much as anyone in the room was. Just as Pat shot his load he saw Terrell (nicknamed: bull) walk into the room. Terrell stood 6-7, 285 lbs a solid black muscle. He had been a professional football player for a while until he hurt his knee. Back in college we called nicknamed him bull because one day he walked out of the shower after practice and his cock was hanging down between his legs like a big black rope. Bull had hooked up with a couple of girls in college and he ruined them for anyone else when he was done. Bull’s cock was 12-1/2 inches long and nearly 2-1/2 inches across when hard. You mind if I get some of the action Bull asks Pat, hell no bull she is al yours he said with a smile. Sara had her back to bull so she had no idea what she was in store for. Bull walked up behind Sara slid down his shorts and revealed his monster cock. I swear you could hear a gasp from the guys as his cock sprang to life. Bull began rubbing the massive head of his cock up and down Sara’s cum filled slit, coating in the slimy juice as she sucked on another cock. After several minutes of this bulls cock was hard as a rock and dripping wet from Sara’s juice and all the cum leaking from her cunt. Bull placed the head of his cock at the gapping entrance to Sara’s cunt and pushed forward. “Ohhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk” Sara screamed as she let the cock in her mouth slip out. “Burnssssssssss tooooooooooo bigggggggggg Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk” she screamed.

Bull had managed to get 3 or 4 inches in Sara. Sara turned quickly to see the monster that was splitting her in two. “Oh my gad she moaned, he is huge,” Sara gasp as she saw bulls huge cock. “I cannot take that he is too big,” she whimpered as he slid 4 or 5 inches back and forth in her. “Oh god hurts so gooddddddddd,” Sara moaned as bull managed to get 6 or 7 inches into her now. Sara’s pussy was starting to relax and open up welcoming bulls cock into it. “Ohhhhhhh yessssssssssss Bull open me up baby, open me up with that huge cock of yours” Sara moaned and whimpered this time in ecstasy. Bull rolled Sara over on her back, got in between her legs, and buried at least 10 inches in to her in one powerful thrust. “Oh yesssssss Bull, fuck me fuck me hard,” Sara grunted as Bulls hips thrust forward again. Sara’s long legs where wrapped around Bull’s body as he began fucking her with brute force. Sara began cumming repeatedly as bull continued to pound her helpless pussy with his monster cock. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh shitttttttttttttt, ohhhhhhhhhh my goddddddddddddddddd yessssssssssss so fullllllllllllll so deeppppppp” Sara screamed as Bull rammed forward burying all 12-1/2 inches in Sara. Bull held his cock balls deep in Sara for several minutes and just listened to her moan and whimper in pleasure. “You like that big ole cock don’t you baby” Bull ask Sara. “Oh god yes, I love baby never been fucked like this before feels so good” she moaned softly. Sara’s eyes were glassed over and it looked like she was almost delirious with pleasure. Bull put Sara’s legs on his shoulder and we could all see Sara’s pussy was stretched wide open and his kinky pubic hair was pressed firmly against her shaved pussy. Bull began with slow long strokes sending the helpless Sara in waves of pleasure. Soon bull sped up his thrusts, and was now slapping his large balls off Sara slick cum cover ass. Bull was trying to open Sara’s pussy up for good as he fucked her with brute force. “Damn nobody ever taken my cock like this” Bull grunted. Bull fucked and Sara hard for 10 minutes solid and both were covered in sweat. Sara seemed to be cumming with every stroke of bull’s big cock as her big tits bounced up and down with the force of his fucking. Bull’s sweaty body tensed and he began pumping his hot cum deep into Sara’s hot pussy. “Oh god, bull I can feel you squirting in me, filling my pussy, yesss cumingggggggggggg again” Sara screamed. Bull held his cock balls deep as he emptied his huge balls into Sara’s pussy.

Bull slowly pulled his monster 12-1/2 inch cock out of Sara’s now gapping pussy. Sara’s pussy was stretched so wide open that you could see down in it. Sara’s once tight pussy was now stretched open wide for all of us to see. Her pussy lips where about an inch apart now and stayed that way. Bull’s cum began running down her slit between the crack of her ass as she lay there still moaning softly. Six of the men walked up to Sara and jacked off, shooting their loads all over her face and tits. Sara rubbed her hands trough the hot cum smearing all over her body and licking off her lips. Sara was exhausted and decided to jump in the shower to clean up. As she walked out of the room with cum dripping form her pussy and body she turned and told the guys thanks for the gangbang. Sara slept till 2:00 o’clock the next day and was very sore for several days to follow. Pat said Sara asked the other night if we could have bull and some of the other guys over to watch the game next week, then she just smiled at him.

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I give your wife absolutely no respect, hell, she doesn’t deserve any.  She is, after all, cheating on her husband.  She isn’t all that concerned about getting respect.  She wants to be thoroughly fucked and that’s all I am after too.  Well, I do enjoy spending your hard earned dough.  Most important, I don’t have to worry about knocking the pig up, she isn’t going to come to me crying.  Hell, you probably never realized that the kid you’re putting through school ain’t even yours.

With merciless earnest, I cop a nut in your bitch.  My massive tool rams in and out of your wife’s cunt.  Stretching it out of shape, filling it deeper than you can imagine.  Her legs spread so wide that her crotch is sore for days after.  I bite the nipples of her breast till she screams in agony.  Every now and then I pull my cock out of her traumatized cunt and slap her on the clit.  There aren’t any kisses, nor any caresses, only a cunt reaming by the biggest dick your wife has ever known.  The lousy slut begs for more.  And damn do I give it to her.  I don’t care that her twat is in pain as I slam it in and pull it out.  Popping my nuts is my only concern.

When the whore is laying on your bed, trembling from exhaustion, I drizzle my sperm all over her ass.  Then I stuff my gigantic cock deep into her tiny asshole.  While she is begging me to stop, I am calling her all the filthy names I can think of.  After all, she ain’t nothing but a cheating little scumbag.  By the time she is ready to pass out, I am just getting started.

Nothing turns me on more than having my humongous tool deep in a woman’s asshole while she convulses uncontrollably beneath me.  Her limp body is at my mercy.  I ram all 14 inches of my dick up a hole you have never used, them turn her inside out as I pull it all the way out.  Stroke after powerful stroke she becomes weaker and weaker, until she is putty in my hands.  As my massive dick swells with orgasm, your sleazy wife begs me to stop.  With each mournful plea, I pump harder and harder.

Your pitiful efforts will never make the missus happy, so you ought to just give up and continue to let me fuck that cunt the way it is intended to be fucked.  I just might let you watch from time to time, if you pay me.  I only charge your slut wife fifty bucks an hour, and you could see her finally enjoy sex for another fifty.

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All this went on for five more years,,, she was gone a lot,, which I truly attributed to her work and job. They took her on weekend trips sometimes,, one or both of them.. They took her on work “seminars”” some she went on alone, for real study.. Dr Toms took her away once for a week, seminar,, but really a trip with him to Florida…. Yes, she was spending more time with them than me.. But I thought it was for work,, to advance her career… I know many men out there that have the same situation,, their wives do work lots,, thats all I thought it was.. Kind of crazy I know,, but one word sums it all up.. Trust,,,,,, I did trust her, completely.. They also got her tits up to a good size C,,, and kept up the doses of the magic potion,, Dr Pierce said he never told her about those, and only stopped after he married her… I aksed him if he was ok with the black Dr still fucking her, he said of course,, shes totally addicted to both of us now,, and she doesn’t have to hide it…. She also doesn’t work now,, she just stays home, fucks them both,,, and only cooks or shops,, a maid comes in and does the cleaning.. can’t say I blame her either for marrying him…. I know this story was long,, but it is all true… Sometimes we may trust someone too much?? any comments or thoughts,,

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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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