That weekend, I stayed with Mark and his brother. He asked if I was willing to help with the arrangements, and I was happy to help. The party day had arrived and that’s when everything went crazy. Mark got called into work and it was too late to cancel. So, it was left up to me to get everything together with his little brother Jeff. Of course Jeff didn’t know I was a 38 year old housewife, mother of three, and PTA member. I went to the grocery store and the liquor store. I was almost done when I remembered I didn’t have a costume. I have a nice figure and I’m a little bit of an exhibitionist, so I bought a French Maid costume and a pair of black fishnet thigh highs and matching g-string and black stiletto high heels. Since I had never met any of Jeff’s friends and they did not know I was staying at their home, I was going to pretend to be his cousin. Well, the first guests started to arrive about 9:00 and I was all alone since Mark had to work until 10:00 PM.

Well, I was definitely a hit, as all the guys kept talking to me and even making a few passes. I was really getting horny from all the attention, and I began to get more flirtatious and give the guys a show. I’m now approaching forty and use to teasing guys my age, but this would be fun, as most of Jeff’s guests would be in their early twenties. My male friends say I look more like twenty-eight and I have huge 36DD breasts. I would bend over and give them ass shots, and the guys were getting so cool that after a while they stopped looking away when I would feel them staring. The guys even began throwing stuff on the floor to get me to bend over and pick it up. I knew things were going to be fun when I kept seeing the bulging cocks in their pants. I knew immediately I was in the right place; the attention from my host and his friends made me feel at ease. Two hours later, after a few rounds of Jack Daniels and lots of dancing, I found myself dancing alone in the middle of the living room, surrounded by about ten young handsome men.

My first inclination was apprehension, then it turned into arousal as I felt my thong becoming soaked. With these men gyrating around me, I danced in front of one at a time, putting on my best moves, shaking my ass in front of them, bending over, grabbing my ankles and smiling up at them from between my legs. They started touching me, and I didn’t mind! What happened next is a blur. Jeff, my host and bachelor stepped in and started dancing with me slowly, whispering in my ear, “You’re getting the boys very excited. Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” Jeff wasn’t aware of the arrangement I had with his brother, Mark.

I answered, “Are you excited?”

All he could do was smile and nod his head, his hands slipping up under my dress and cupping my ass. The room exploded in a loud burst of applause, yet I didn’t realize what was about to happen. Jeff placed his thumbs on each side of my thong and knelt on the floor in front of me. It was like I was in a trance. I stepped out of them in my high heels and then placed my dress over his head, pushing his mouth into my moist pussy. The men roared while my legs trembled as Jeff started licking my pussy with a vengeance. Someone came up from behind me and lifted my dress off completely. I was standing naked in front of a room full of young men with another man’s tongue deep in my pussy, and I came! Now, I knew what I wanted next! Shirts and shoes went flying and I was surrounded by ten men stroking the hardest cocks I had ever seen. Jeff looked up at me and asked to make sure I was okay.

“What’s going to happen next?” he asked.

“Whatever you want,” I replied. “Help me, Jeff. I want it all,” was all I could say.

Jeff led me to a back bedroom with a king size bed and placed the men in a semicircle around it. With my heels still on, I pulled Jeff to me and asked, “How do you want me?”

Without saying a word, he bent me over the bed and raised my ass. I looked between my legs and saw him unleash his 10 inch cock. For some reason I trusted him and wanted all of him in me. I spread my legs farther apart and thrust my ass higher into the air for him. I looked around the room at all the men waiting for me, their cocks stroked to huge perfection, as Jeff entered me from behind. The men cheered, when after two minutes, he was able to push himself completely inside of me. I came at least three times while he impaled me. Jeff started moving slowly and then picked up his pace as my pussy adjusted to his size. All I could do was moan and cum.

I felt him start to tense up and then he yelled out, “Where do you want it?”

All I could say was, “Wherever you want!”

He pulled out of me, flipped me over and straddled my chest all in one motion, grabbing the back of my head and feeding his cock into my mouth. His first spurt filled my mouth completely and he pulled back, grunting and continuing to cum in pulse after pulse, streaming all over my face and hair. I came again, and I wanted more! Jeff let me lick him clean and then motioned to the next man. After that, it was a blur of hands, mouths and cocks exploring every part of my body, and me cumming hundreds of times. Many of the men came back for seconds and thirds. I just couldn’t get enough, and neither could they. Well, Mark never came home, so at about 2:00 AM the guests started to leave, except the single guys Steve and Pete. They offered to help Jeff and I clean up. Afterwards we all sat in the living room and we drank. Steve went and made me a drink, and I could tell what he was trying to make happen when I tasted all the alcohol in the drink. The alcohol was going right to my head, and after about three of them, I was floating.

Then Steve and Pete sat next to me and began rubbing my legs, and it felt so good. And when Pete slid his hand onto my pussy, I was in heaven. They both started kissing me and rubbing my pussy, making me cum within a minute. Then the guys started to undress, and their cocks were huge. They both grabbed me and started to undress me. I didn’t want to fuck again, so they began to manhandle me and tore my uniform off. The buttons were popping off and then my bra was torn open. They sat me on the couch and Steve stuck his cock up to my lips, and I instinctively sucked the head in. Pete munched on my bald pussy, and before he was done, I had cum three times. Then they switched places and I sucked Pete’s big cock and could taste the pre-cum. Steve didn’t eat me very long, when all of sudden, I felt his cock push into my dripping pussy. I let out a big moan as Pete continued to feed his cock into my mouth. When my first orgasm hit, I could hardly breathe, and I felt Pete’s cock head swell and knew he was going to blow his load; and boy did he!

The first streams shot to the back of my throat and I swallowed as fast as I could to prevent any leakage. When Pete fell back exhausted, Steve pounded into me like a pile driver and I kept cumming around his 8 inch penis. I was moaning out loud when a cock was shoved into my mouth, and to my surprise, it was Jeff. His cock was about 10 inches long and thick as a cucumber, and I was so horny I just kept sucking away. Steve had incredible stamina and hadn’t cum after almost a half-hour of pussy pounding. When Pete had his cock hard again, Jeff pulled out of my mouth and sat on the couch and Steve pulled out of me and sat me onto Jeff’s huge member that made me scream when I slid onto it. Steve sat on the top of the couch and I began sucking his cock. I forgot about Pete, when all of a sudden I was lifted off of Jeff’s huge member and Pete entered me and pounded me doggie-style for about three minutes getting his cock lubed up for the surprise. Pete pulled out and I was impaled again onto Jeff’s cock and then I felt Pete try to push his cock into my ass.

They held me still and Steve’s cock was shoved to the back of my throat as Pete impaled my sphincter. It was so tight I thought I would be ripped apart. When I became used to the size, it started to feel very good and my orgasms started coming like crazy. Especially when Jeff and Pete got a nice motion going and they were telling me how they could feel their cocks rubbing against each other inside me. That was such an erotic statement that I came just from the thought. I was being fucked like a whore and loving every minute of being their sex toy. I knew it was almost over when they all started talking about cumming. They all agreed to try to cum at the same time and I urged them to make it happen. Pete’s cock tasted so good and I began to lick the underside of the head. By his reaction, I knew that I had hit the right spot, and when he grabbed my head, I knew that he was almost ready to explode. Pete and Jeff held me tight and began pounding into me like animals fucking the last female, and I was almost about to pass out from the sensation.

They all screamed that they were cumming and they all held me tight as they slammed into one last time. I gave out a throaty moan as I felt Steve’s head swell. The two cocks swelled inside me and then almost all at once, cum shot from all three. I swallowed every drop Steve had and I felt the warm cum splashing into my love canals. When all their organs were drained, I almost couldn’t catch my breath. Pete and Steve got dressed and left and Jeff took me to my room and put me to bed and promised not to tell his big brother what had happened. Finally I noticed that yet another of those dream-people had entered the room. This one seemed different somehow. He didn’t seem like a total stranger. He called me by name. I remember him saying that just wanted to chill out with me for a bit. I can’t remember when or how I moved from sitting on the bed to lying down; and the next thing I remember is that he was there too, on the bed, lying next to me. We didn’t speak to each other, but just lay there. Time passed, and I realized he had put his arm around me and pulled me close to his body.

I’m pretty sure our conversation was about lovemaking, and when I was next aware of him, he was on top of me. It’s so hard to explain, I don’t remember how he got there. He was just there, on top of me, talking and stroking my hair. I felt a stirring in his pants. “Am I turning you on?” he asked teasingly. I nodded weakly, not knowing what to expect. He moved a hand under the sheet and ran it over the front of my abdomen and between my legs. Then, in that dream way, the door had been closed by Jeff and we were naked, lying next to each other. Before I knew it, he had rolled over onto his back and pulled me on top of him with my back to his chest. He began to move his hands down the sides of my body and then back up the front. His hands explored everywhere they could reach. They caressed my breasts, my stomach, and my thighs. They descended to my loins. He stroked me like that for the longest time, all the while his cock pressed against the small of my back. How warm and firm and hard it felt against my flesh.

I was silent and my throat was dry. On one pass of his hands, as they slid past my groin, his fingers grazed my shaved pubic mound, and it sent a shudder through my body. The next thing I knew, I was on my stomach facing him, his warm body beneath mine. I slid my fingers down his sides this time, cupping his ass with both of my hands. We didn’t kiss, and for the life of me, I don’t know why. Before I realized what was happening, he rolled us over and was lying on top of me. Eagerly I wrapped my legs around his back as he guided his tautly stretched cock into me. His hips began to move and he pressed forward smoothly and agonizingly slowly. I couldn’t stop the moan escaping from my lips. My hips responded to him and I met each of his downward strokes with an upward lift of my pelvis. It was delicious. In my  stupor we danced like that for hours. But time is so skewed in dreams, I can’t be sure how long it was. I remember he lowered his head to my chest and began to suckle on my breasts.

He rolled my nipples gently in his mouth and traced the areola with his tongue. My breath began to quicken and I felt the heat in my loins grow. I begged him to make me cum. He increased the pace and a moan broke from his lips. I gasped with pleasure as he drove forward and bumped hard against me, his balls hitting my ass with each stroke. I put both hands on his hips and guided him in the rhythm I needed and wanted. He tensed on top of me and I knew he was on the brink of an orgasm. I slid my hand between us and used my middle finger to rub my clit. That was enough to send me over the edge. As tremors spread through me like the ocean rushing to the shore, I released a flood of liquid that ran down the crack of my ass. My spasms were what he needed, and I felt his body convulse over me. Then his hot semen exploded into me and trickled downward to mix with my juices. He fell on me until our breathing became normal again. Suddenly I was kneeling over the stranger. I looked into his eyes and saw in them a sweetness that I hadn’t noticed before.

Again I felt a movement at his groin. I reached down, took his cock in my hand and guided him inside me. In an instant I was impaled on him. There was, all at once, a moment of absolute bliss and we just held ourselves there, connected as one. As if we both knew exactly when to move, he pushed his hips upward and I pressed mine down to meet him. We began to rock back and forth. He grabbed my hips and told me to relax. He must be crazy, how could I relax? He moaned slightly and I knew his attention was focused on our melding. I knew how he felt. My mind was abuzz with the amazement of it all. Then his fingers danced from my hips, across my stomach and up to my breasts. He massaged them gently with both hands. He told me he thought they were flawless and that they fit his hands perfectly. His thumbs brushed against my nipples and he moaned my name. It was so exciting. He had aroused my deepest desires and I was caught up in a swirl of sensations that amassed in the pit of my stomach. He pulled me down to his chest and now, for the first time, we kissed.

It was worth the wait. The contact of our lips was electrifying. We continued to kiss and I kept rocking my hips over his. My hands were all over him and he continued to massage my breasts. Again without warning, in that dream way, we had switched positions and we were now on the couch. I was still facing him, with his erection inside me. My legs were under me and my breasts were near his face. I felt his breath, warm and heavy, against my chest. It fell maddeningly on my skin. He laid his open mouth on my breasts and lingered there for a while, flicking his tongue against my nipples. Sucking softly from time to time, and occasionally nibbling on them, he ignited a passion in me that was more than sexual. My revelry was interrupted when he tilted his head up and kissed me on the mouth again. Our lips were still joined as he stood up slowly, with me still skewered on his ample cock. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took the two steps required to reach the wall and pushed my back against the velvety wallpaper.

I remember that he began pumping his hips and moving his cock in and out of me with a furor as wild as the animal in the oil painting on the wall. I couldn’t move. I felt my loins burn as an orgasm swept through me. I was aware that he, too, was cumming and he pushed his cock inside of me as far at it would go. He held himself there, his cock plunged to the hilt, as body tremors threatened his balance. It was impossible for me to know how long we stayed like that before he fell against me, pinning me to the wall. Before I realized it, we were on the couch again, almost in the same position as before. This time, however, I was sitting on his lap with my back to him, his hard member was not inside me any more, but pressed between the cheeks of my butt. He was kissing my hair, my neck, and my shoulders. I leaned back into him. He put his hands on my breasts again. My nipples were so hard they begged to be fondled. As he pinched them lightly I raised myself a little, reached down, and pressed the head of his cock against my small brown opening.

Slowly I slid down his shaft as the muscles of my ass relaxed and opened to welcome the invading titan. Again, we held ourselves still in the moment. When I began sliding up and down on his shaft, I felt a delicious rush of pleasure course through me. I watched, almost outside myself, as I raised and lowered my hips again and again. His hands, on my hips, orchestrated the pace and I heard his breath quicken. He guided me to move faster. I leaned back against him as he shoved his hips up to meet me. He had been moaning softly up to now, but he was getting louder. He moved faster and plunged deeper. Our movements became frenzied and my body shuddered. I pushed down and squeezed harder. I heard a low growl escape from my own lips. He was doing the work now. He raised his hips off the couch and his cock split me up the middle. Then he lowered himself, holding me under the arms so he could draw himself almost all the way out of me before plunging back in. I don’t know long we continued like that. It isn’t important to know.

Then he whispered in my ear, “This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done or seen.”

I knew he was watching his shaft penetrate my ass, and the thought of him getting pleasure from observing our connection just enhanced my enjoyment of the act. I reached down, and with the fingers of my right hand, opened the lips of my vagina. I put the middle finger on my clitoris, and made small circles on the protruding bud. Touching myself produced another wave of electricity that went to my head and then traveled back down to my toes. I was very near another orgasm and I told him so. He hissed that he was going to cum too. There were a few moments when I felt that time stood still, and then without warning, spasms of pleasure wrapped me in ecstasy. I gasped for air. My anal muscles clamped down on him. Immediately his body convulsed and I felt his sperm discharge into my anus. Not quite collapsing, but close, I fell on top of him. We remained in that position for a long time, if I remember correctly. This is when he introduced himself as Jim, Mark and Jeff’s father. His wife had passed away the year before of cancer. He thanked me for an evening of pleasure, got dressed, and left.

After resting for about an hour I was awakened by a dim light in the room. I watched in lustful anticipation as Mark slowly peeled off his T-shirt and unbuckled his belt, tugging his jeans off and letting them drop soundlessly to the floor beside him. My eyes traveled downward over his deliciously naked torso, coming to rest on his silk boxers and I felt my own wetness seeping through my sheets as I took in the sight of his rock hard arousal. I turned away from him slightly as I moved with trembling hands to grasp the edges of my sheet and pull it down reveling in the sensation of nakedness as the air caresses my bare skin. Quickly shedding his boxer shorts, he moved quietly behind me, his arms reaching around to cup my breasts in the palms of his hands and I arched my back in ecstasy, pushing my butt into his groin until I felt his erection nudge against the crack of my ass. His fingertips gently teased my breasts and sensitive nipples and I felt my breathing quicken as small moans escaped my lips and I reached back with my hands to grasp his hardness and stroke the length of his shaft.

I sucked in my breath with a gasp of pleasure as I felt his breath, warm on the backs of my thighs. His tongue and teeth nibbled and suckled at the delicate skin just under the curve of my ass, and I shuddered at the sensations coursing through my body. I felt his fingers trailing slowly after his lips and my legs seemed to part slightly, as though of their own volition, begging his fingers to follow. Warm, gentle fingers delved just into the wetness within my folds and stroked teasingly at my clitoris until I felt my hips buck helplessly against him. I felt my breath catch in my throat as Mark’s lips moved tantalizingly over my ass, his tongue teased along the crack and sent shivers up my spine. The fingers between my legs were replaced by the throbbing hardness of his erection as I felt him move to stand upright, and I closed my eyes in blissful surrender as I leaned back against his chest, marveling at the way our bodies fit together so perfectly. I reached between my legs to feel my wetness against his hardness and I stroked my fingers teasingly over the head of his erection, smiling to myself as I felt it pulse against my touch.

Slowly, almost reluctantly, we broke apart to enter the shower, our bodies intertwined again as soon as we have settled into the warm water. We exchanged soft, tender kisses as we washed each other, exploring the most secret of places with the wonder of new lovers, but the heated passion rising between us could not be ignored, and with a sudden shared urgency, we stepped from the shower and moved toward the bedroom, toweling each other dry as we walked. I fell onto the bed on my back, sliding over to make room for Mark as I opened my arms in invitation, and I heard myself sigh in satisfaction against his lips as his mouth and body covered mine. My hands glided over the muscles in his back as we kissed, tracing small circles and reveling in the feeling of his naked skin under my fingertips. His mouth moved from the passionate kiss at my lips to trail hot, wet promises against my neck and shoulders on its way to tease

my most sensitive of sweet spots.

I felt my body arch against him with a shudder of pleasure as his lips closed teasingly over first one nipple, then the other, coaxing from my body that which he knew lay hidden just beneath the surface. As his lips and tongue stroked and suckled at my breasts, seducing the sensitive buds over and over again, my eyes closed in surrender and I cried out, shaking with pleasure as my first orgasm engulfed me. My cries of passion seemed to urge Mark on, fueling his own ardor and I felt his lips leave my breasts and travel lower still, across the sensitive skin of my abdomen and come to rest against the tender flesh of my inner thighs. My breaths were coming in short pants as I felt his lips and nose nuzzling at the junctures of the insides of my thighs and his hands reached up to push my legs further apart, opening me more fully to him. I felt the heated ecstasy of his gentle hands opening my folds to his searching lips and my whole body bucked upward in elated bliss as I felt his mouth move against me in the most intimate of kisses.

“Oh…. Oh, my god….!”

I was beyond coherent thoughts or words as his mouth moved against me, his lips and tongue alternately licking and suckling at my swollen lips and clitoris and I felt the familiar heat beginning to spread rapidly through my loins again. I heard myself whimpering, pleading as I called out to him, my body restlessly searching for the release he was making it crave. I felt his hands shift under me, grabbing my ass and with a possessive tug he brought my hips closer to his questing mouth and I groaned my satisfaction out loud.

“Oh god, Mark…. Oh, god….. yesssssssss….!”

His lips moved from the sensitive nubbin of my clitoris, down through the soft folds of skin and came to rest against my ass, alternately kissing and tonguing that small ring of heaven until my body trembled under his touch, begging for more. I was on overload with the intense blend of sensations Mark was invoking in me, like his father, and my mind whirled in a state of frenzied rapture. He was leading me down a path that was foreign and new to me and my mind and body screamed for the promise of fulfillment I felt in him. As his lips and tongue danced and suckled teasingly between my clitoris and my ass, my body was helpless to do anything but thrust against him, shamelessly pleading for the release his lips were promising. I felt his fingers slide within the folds of my wetness to stroke in and out of me, and as his lips and tongue continued to caress me; I was certain I would faint with pleasure. My hips bucked against his hand, fucking his fingers as he moved them faster and faster within me, urging me on.

When his tongue moved to focus its erotically intense licking and suckling against my swollen clitoris, I was pushed up and over the edge in an orgasm so intense that I heard myself scream in pleasure, calling out his name as my body shuddered in ecstasy, tears of release streamed down my face. I came back to myself slowly, struggling to find my body again and I vaguely was aware of the sound of Mark’s voice asking me if I was all right. I smiled in answer as I gazed up at him, tears of passion still wet on my face and all I could do was nod in affirmation; I could not find the power of speech. Mark smiled back at me in understanding, leaning down to place a sensuous kiss against my lips and the lustful passion I saw blazing within his eyes took my breath away. I stared back at him, feeling myself grow incredibly hot and wet all over again and the only thought I could hold in my mind was of how much I wanted him again; how badly I wanted to have him inside me again.

Our eyes locked with each other as a look of pure lust passed between us and I heard myself whimper in excitement as I felt him reach down to grasp my legs and bend them back toward my chest. Gently, almost teasingly, I felt his fingers slide into the depths of my pussy, stroking against me and withdrawing the wetness there to smooth erotically around the tiny halo of my ass, a promise of things to come. I moaned my pleasure of this repeated action as I felt his fingers continue to wet my ass with my own juices and when he began to penetrate that ring of heaven with his finger for the first time, I felt my body shudder in intense bliss. His fingers continued to wet me, teasing the puckered opening of my ass and I felt my hips shift up toward him slightly as though impatient to feel him inside of me. I felt his hands come to rest at last on the backs of my thighs and my gaze was again drawn to the passion on his face as I watched him rest the tip of his erection against my ass.

I shifted my hips teasingly against him, wanting him to know how much I wanted this too, and the motion of his erection rubbing against that small slit of heaven sent sparks of desire straight to my core. With an almost tortured breath, he began to move slowly, pushing his way into me gradually, and in the back of my mind I was amazed at his self control and touched by his concern for me. I felt my own body draw a deep breath as his erection began to penetrate my labia. I felt him gradually moving deeper, his hardness stroking me in places I have never felt before and a low moan of pleasure escaped from the back of my throat. I felt the muscles in my vagina contract around him, squeezing him tightly as he penetrated me further, and the groan I heard from his lips inflamed my desire even more. With another gentle thrust, Mark was completely inside me and I could not believe the incredible sensations my body felt, and yet I still wanted more. I smiled up into his blissful gaze and as our eyes met, they locked in silent communication.

Without a word, our bodies were shifted, repositioned, and I found myself lying face down on the bed as Mark knelt between my legs. I pulled several pillows across the bed and pushed them under me to rest against my chest as I felt his arms moving gently underneath me to grasp my hips and raise them back toward him. I felt my ass being raised in the air as his knees nudged the insides of my legs further apart and the sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable caused me to shiver with the intensity of its eroticism. His fingers traced along the crack of my ass and down to dip into the wetness of my pussy and I heard his breath catch softly on a moan of passion as he realized fully the extent of my excitement. I felt his fingers wetting my labia again, readying me for him and I shifted my hips back toward him impatiently. I was rewarded a moment later with the feel of his erection pressing against that opening of heaven yet one more time. He slid in more easily this time, my body adjusting to his girth almost instantly and we both groaned with the intensity of the feelings as Mark rested completely, sheathed in the depths of my womb.

Mark began to move, setting the rhythm with a slow, easy thrust and my body trembled with the motion. I felt one arm wrap around my waist, resting on my hip and pulling me back toward him as he thrust. The other arm reached under me, his fingers gently stroking and intuitively seeking out the tiny nubbin of my clitoris. My hips bucked against him in pleasure as the sensation of having his erection thrusting deep in my cervix and his fingers teasing me pushed me faster and faster toward the white heat of release. I felt the rhythm of his thrusts begin to increase slightly and I moaned my pleasure as I quickened my pace to move with him. I felt myself cresting higher and higher and I called to him, begging for the release I knew he could give me.

“Fly for me, baby…” I urged him softly. “Let me feel you cum… let me cum for you…!”

I heard the labored sound of his breath and felt his groin slapping against my ass as he pushed us both toward the blissful rapture that we sought. Intentionally, I tightened my muscles around his shaft, greedily milking his erection as it thrust within the confines of my pussy. His gentle, yet persistent fingers stroked my clitoris in rhythm with our thrusts and in the open space of a heartbeat, I felt the liquid heat of release explode in the tiny nubbin, flowing throughout my loins and I screamed my pleasure to him as I felt his erection begin to pulse and spasm within my pussy as his own climax began. We spiraled together, our bodies pulsing against one another in the intense passionate frenzy of orgasm, and for a brief moment, I was so overwhelmed with ecstasy that I was sure I would black out. We hovered together for several moments in a state of extended bliss, our bodies still intimately joined. Gradually, we began to come back to ourselves, murmuring softly to one another and I felt Mark gently withdraw from me and release his hold on my body as I sunk forward onto the bed, my outstretched limbs trembling in satiated bliss.

As a thank you, I gave him a blow job before I headed home to my husband and children. When I arrived home, my girl’s were sound asleep in their rooms. Scott was sitting in his lounge chair in the bedroom reading a novel. I stood behind his chair, shirt unbuttoned to there and lots of creamy promising cleavage begging him to enjoy. I let him stand, but he had to keep his back to me. If I actually looked his beautiful hard-on in the eye, I wouldn’t be able to continue the task at hand. I started with his chest and unbuttoned his soft shirt to feel his warm chest.

“How was the party? Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Oh yea! There were ten hard cocks, including the groom’s and later the groom’s father took me. Then Mark and I renewed old times with several more fucks. I’ve swallowed enough cum to fill a gallon jug and even more has been oozing out my pussy all night. I don’t know how many orgasms I had tonight!”

Sounds like my horny little wifey needs some rest!”

“I’ll say, but not before I wear out my wonderful husband!”

In and instant, somehow we were both naked. All his skin was soft on all my skin as I leaned against the bedroom wall and pulled him back to me, stroking his chest and pinching his nipples. I was whispering in his ear the delicious “fuck my hot pusy” words that come out when one gets so horny. I love how his cock twitched when I rested one leg on the desk and shamelessly rubbed my slippery cum-soaked pussy all over his smooth ass. There was no mistaking how turned on I was, as I glided my hot clit all over his skin. I slipped one hand around the head of his cock, now bulging and hard. The cum that was starting to ooze from it, a hint at a promising explosion, helped the very tip of my index finger to draw circles just around the tip. I felt his stomach pull in and tighten when I took both hands from his hips down around his balls and grasped the shaft, pulling the whole group together. My fingers don’t meet as I gave him long strokes up and down, firm pressure in my grip.

I had his balls circled in one hand, my tits pressed up against his back, grinding my wet pussy on his ass and I started to give his whole cock the attention it deserved, whispering in his ear just how hot the whole thing was getting my pussy. Scott was watching me in the reflection of the bedroom mirror, happy and amazed at what I was doing with his cock. He hadn’t really been extended and massaged like this since the last time I begged him to let me get my hands on his cock in the parking lot. I reached down and his cock was slick with the juices from my almost wildly cumming pussy. He was getting off on me getting off, and I felt his balls start to contract and his hips were thrusting into my fist that was busy stroking faster and faster. He opened his eyes and got ready to watch his cock eject a huge dose of cum. Scott saw how hot we were together, feeling me grind off my own orgasm on his sweet ass, and listening to me cum loudly, he couldn’t hold it in any longer.

The low moan told me he was getting ready to explode. All of a sudden, I needed his cum on my tits! I sank to my knees as he spun around and unloaded his aching squirting cock on my happy tits, fucking himself between them as perfect a fit as ever. Thanks honey, for the big weekend and the huge ego boost!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“My clit asshole,” she screamed again.

“Here,” he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Part II -

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Part III -

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes,” she said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure I will,” she replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I was attending a sorority party hosted by a few of the cheerleaders  who were members of that sorority. They had invited many of the  football players and a few frat guys. It was one of the older  sororities on Campus and mainly upper middle class southern white  girls  “The Southern Belle Types”.

When I got there I did notice there  were not many other black players there. I guess I got invited because  I was friends with the team quarterback and he dated one of the  cheerleaders. I felt a little uncomfortable sort of like the token  black guy. The party was pretty tame compared to some of the frat  parties I had gone to but I stayed because I had been taken a business  class that stressed the importance of networking. I figured what  better  networking could you do then a bunch of rich white girls who’s  daddy’s probably owned companies.

I was off in corner drinking a beer for quite awhile by myself when  one  of the sorority sisters named Megan came up and introduced herself.  She  said she noticed I was off all alone and thought it would be rude of  the sorority not to be friendly to all the guests. She was a cute  little sexy brunette with that pleasant southern accent. We stayed in  the corner for quite a while talking only stopping to get refills for  our drinks. Megan was drinking some fruity drink with rum in it.

Well  I  learned more about Megan then I ever wanted to know. As the alcohol  flowed into her so did her lips flow outwardly. She was from Atlanta  and her family owned an old southern company that made paper products.  Her mother was a member of this sorority and it was important that she  became a member and do well. She wanted to uphold the family  reputation.

I finished my third beer and was getting bored with her as she was a  little tipsy. Though I must admit she did look good. She had on a  school girl outfit for the football party theme I was getting ready to  leave. I finally told her I had to go, she begged me to stay but I  told  her I had an early exam and left. I went out the door and was walking  down the sidewalk when I heard someone calling my name. I looked back  and it was Megan. She came running up to me and surprisingly took my  hand and said she thought she would get some fresh air and wanted to  walk with me. We walked over to a bench near one of the classroom  halls  and sat down under a tree. Megan apologized to me and said her  sorority  sisters were a bunch of snobs.

We talked for awhile and she was different outside the sorority, she  had let her sorority persona down. She told me she had something to  confess to me. I said “Sure go ahead”. She said she was attracted  to me but had to be careful around her sisters and she hoped I was  offended. Hell I was use to racism I grew up with it all my life. I  should have walked away but she was so fucking cute and a chance to  get  some of her pussy one day lingered in the back of my mind. As we  talked  she got friendlier. She said she had always wanted to kiss a black  boy.  I just looked at her and said, “go ahead”. She smiled and I pulled  her close to me and gave her a soul kiss so deep and long that I am  sure she remembers it to this day.

We made out on the bench kissing and necking and I slid my hand under  her school girl skirt and this slut was soaked. She started moaning as  I slid my fingers up and down her slit. She whispered in my ear, “Is  it true”. I stopped and looked at her kind of odd and said, “Is  what true”. In her best school girl voice she said, “You know, are  black guy’s bigger then white guys”. I grabbed her hand and placed  it on my hard cock in my pants and said “Have you had anything that  big”? She started rubbing it through my pants and I told her to take  it out and she said, “No, not here, someone might see us, come with  me”. She grabbed my hand and led me into the building and said,  “There won’t be many people around here at this time of night”.  We got inside and she went over near a women’s restroom door and  lifted her squirt us exposing her panties to me and said “Come on  in”. I followed her in and she locked the door.

As soon as we were inside she was all over me and dropped to her knees  and took out my cock and started stroking it and licking it. To tell  the truth her aggressiveness caught me by surprise. I grabbed her by  the hair and told her to suck it; she just obeyed like a hot little  slut and began sucking my black cock like she had never had cock in  her  life. She kept trying to take it all in her mouth and even gagged  herself a few times and looked up at me and said “it’s so big Derrick,  I want it”!

At that moment I discovered the taboo of “Black Men and White Women”  and it’s never failed since. Once you get a white woman alone no  matter how upidity she seems, pay her a little attention and she taps  into the taboo and her curiosity gets the best of her. Megan got up on  the toilet and slid her panties down and spread her legs wide open for  me. She didn’t even ask for a condom. I slid my big black cock inside  her eager little pussy and she let out a loud moan, what a little slut  she had become.

I started slamming her hard and this hot bitch just kept spreading her  legs and taking it while screaming, “Yes, Yes, Derrick, Fuck Me”! Man  was her pussy hot and tight. All I knew was that I stretching this  bitch out and the next guy would never feel her tight pussy again. It  felt so good and she came several times cock. Suddenly felt my balls  tightening up and I pulled out shooting my hot cum all over her pussy  and ass and she kept wanting it.

I rubbed it all over her hot little cunt and she kept pushing her hips  into it. What a transformation I thought to myself.

God she was nasty little whore as most white women are once you get  them alone. I don’t know but for whatever reason they just feel freer  with a black man. She got up and cleaned off a little and kissed me  and  said, “Thanks” and started for the door. I picked up her panties and  started to hand them to her and she said”, Keep them, I will be back  for more”. Not only did I fuck her several times over the next few  years but I also got 2 of her other sorority sisters but Megan was the  best.

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My Story

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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