Here is my fantasy:

Karen told me that her manager at work wants her to go on a business trip with him to New York. I know her boss, Ken, and I know he wouldn’t try anything with my wife.
Karen uses the breast pump for several days to store up enough breast milk for me to feed the infant while she is away. She always produces extra milk that the baby can’t drink and sometimes her tits get so full that she says they hurt and they leak continuously. I help her with the breast pump to relieve the pressure in her breasts and she thinks I just dump out the collected mothers milk. I drink it myself sometimes or pour it my dick and balls when I’m jacking off in the bathroom (one of my fetishes).

While my wife is getting ready to leave for the airport with her boss, I look at her open suitcase lying on the bed and I began to get curious. I peek into the open bag and I just see her business clothes skirts and blouses. Karen is in the bathroom putting on her makeup so I open the flap of her suitcase where she packed her underclothes. I saw her regular bras and panties and her pajamas on top. I lifted the pajamas to look underneath and was totally freaked out. There on the bottom of the suitcase, hidden under everything else, was her sexy nightgown and see-through bra and panties that she wears when she wants to get me excited, sexually!!!! Karen was coming back in the room so I quickly put the pajamas back over her sexy nightwear and pretended I was watching the news on TV.

Ken comes to pick up my wife to take her to the airport and they are both dressed in business attire. Karen kisses me good-bye as she walks out the door with her small suitcase. I wave to Ken out in our driveway and watch as they drive off. I can’t get the picture out of mind that my wife and mother of our children might be having sex with her huge, athletic, black boss!!!!

Karen calls me from the hotel that night where she and her boss are staying. She tells me that she had forgotten her breast pump and there was nothing open where she could get one. Then she got rather quiet and started to sob a little. She said her breasts really were sore and she couldn’t express the milk enough to relieve the pain. Then she got serious and told me that she told her boss about her problem and that he would help her if she wanted him to. I asked her how he could help and she told me that he could suckle her like the baby does. She said that he didn’t suggest it but she would if it was all right with me. My little dick was hard as a rock when she told me her plan and I just told her that I knew Ken and that he would be a perfect gentleman about the whole thing. She stopped her sobbing and gave me a kiss over the phone and said she would call me the next night.

When Karen hung up the phone, she got dressed for Ken. She put on her sexy see-through panties and bra and her sheer nightgown. Her boss knocked on the door and Karen let him into her room. Ken wasn’t expecting her to be dressed like she was but he doesn’t mind at all! Karen tells him that her breasts really need to be milked and that they are really sore. She looks at Ken’s huge bulge in his pants and tells him he can take his pants off if that will make it more comfortable for him, so he does., The head of his huge, black cock is now showing out of the leg of his boxer shorts and it is dripping seminal fluid onto the carpet.

My wife opens her nightgown and pull her right breast out to show her boss how stiff and swollen the nipple is. He looks at my wife’s fat tit and watches it dripping the cream-heavy hot milk. She holds her tit out to him and says, “Will you suck it for me Ken? It’s hurting so bad.” He stares fixed on my wife’s tit and takes his boxer shorts off, letting his enormous hard on pop free and swing in front of him. Karen gasps and says, “Oh my gawd, Ken!! Your cock is fucking huge!!! He stands in front of her and she takes the massive, throbbing meat in her little left hand (the one with her wedding ring on it) and runs her fingers up and down the length. She feels his heavy balls and proclaims “Oh my god!!! Your balls are so big and heavy, Ken. I can’t imagine what happen when you ejaculate. You must shoot quarts of cum from these!”

Ken bends over and puts his mouth over my wife’s leaking right tit and starts sucking her milk while he gently squeezes the big tit in his hand.. Karen takes her left tit out and Ken moves his lips to the swollen nipple and begins drinking. Karen has become so sexually aroused that she asks her boss, “Do you want to fuck me, Ken?” He just groans with her tit in his mouth and she says, “I want you to, but do you have any condoms? I think I am ovulating now and I don’t want to get pregnant.” He takes his mouth off Karen’s tit and says he has a condom in the pocket of his trousers. He tells my wife to get into bed and he goes to get his pants. Karen watches him reach into his pocket and then he turns out the light.

Ken get into bed with my wife and she asks him if he has the condom on. He takes both her hands in his right hand and holds her arms up over her head and says, “Yes, Karen, don’t worry now.” He kisses her passionately and milk begins running from her stiff nipples again. Karen moans “Oh! Fuck me now, Ken! Please fuck me!” My wife opens her legs and her boss get between them. He is still holding her arms over her head when he takes his other hand and puts the head of his huge, throbbing cock into her dripping cunt. Suddenly Karen shrieks, “You don’t have the condom on!!! Pull out!!” Ken just laughs and says, “I lied Karen, I don’t use condoms. They always break anyway.” Then he slides almost all of his powerful cock up into my wife’s tight vagina. Karen moans loudly and just says, “Don’t cum in me, Ken. I’ll get pregnant for sure!” He starts fucking her with long deep strokes, his balls hitting her hairy pussy with each inward thrust. Karen starts to squeal with an orgasm and pleads, “Fuck me!!! Yes!! Fuck me had and dirty, Ken!!!!” He boss straightens his back and pins my wife’s arms to the bed. He grunts and says, “Yeah!!! I love fucking this tight, white married cunt!!! I’m going to cum in you slut!!! Karen screams out “No! Don’t do it!!! Please!!! Pull out!!! Ken grunts again and puts the entire length if his cock up into my wife’s cervix. He begins pumping strong jets of thick hot sperm into Karen. She knows she will get pregnant but it’s too late she just lays there motionless while he finishes emptying his large balls in her and the thick, white sperm begins to run down the crack of her ass, onto the sheets.

When they get back home, Karen confesses to me that she let her boss fuck her every night that they were gone. She tells me that he had cum in her unprotected pussy at least a dozen times over the last four days. Two weeks later her pregnancy test is positive and she prepares to have another baby, Ken’s black baby”. As the months go by her tits get even bigger and her belly is huge. She stays at home now and is always walking around the house naked, holding my baby to one of her huge milk jugs while the other one drips continuously. She produces so much that she will lean over my breakfast cereal bowl in the morning and let me milk her into my bowl. The warm, fat-filled cream squirts from her big, cracked nipples like it was coming from a cow!

So the bottom line is that my sweet little wife went from a demure, faithful housewife, to a slut that loves getting fucked by her big, black boss. She is pregnant with his baby and will soon have a white baby and a black one sucking her enormous brown and chapped nipples. Of course I will be doing it too!

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Tara’s braless breasts jiggled playfully under her tight T-shirt, knocking against each other until she finally had to cup them with her palms to steady them as the car bounced up the bumpy road which led to the small Rocky Mountain town of Titshurt.

Her husband Preston, who was carefully maneuvering their Aston Martin Vanquish over boulders and potholes, had recently been hired to design software for a firm which was located in this small town. And yet here he was, ignoring the Vanquish’s GPS, and instead following the penciled directions on the back of a crumpled envelope.

The busty blonde kept a firm grip her tits to keep them from wobbling.

“Preston, I can’t believe we’re not lost. We left the highway thirty minutes ago, and this road has deteriorated into something like a pioneer trail. How could there be a town up here? Does a mail truck really drive up and down this gravel road every day??

There was only one reason a young woman as beautiful and sophisticated as Tara Brinks would be moving to such a small, secluded town: Preston, who had been earning $200,000 a year in Los Angeles as a software developer for a major Internet portal, was hand-picked by a firm which had just landed a multi-billion dollar account with the federal government – and had offered to double Preston’s salary if he moved to their home office in Colorado.

The firm had to approve every aspect of Preston’s life in advance, including his physical appearance, his personality, his taste in clothing, his wife and his lack of children. At the time the job was offered, Preston and Tara were engaged to be married, and neither planned on having kids. So it was an easy decision for Tara, since the salary was so high, to agree to quickly marry Preston and move to this hidden part of the country.

“Did you see the gray brick building at the bottom of the road, next to the highway?” Preston asked in response to Tara’s question about the mail service. “The US Postal Service, UPS, FedEx, everything is delivered to and locked in that building, and the town has its own pick-up and delivery system from there.?

The couple passed a sign which read: Almost There! Just 3 More Miles to Titshurt, Colorado!

“Oh, Tits-hurt!” Tara realized aloud. “I thought you said the name of the town was Tithurst! No wonder it wasn’t on the GPS.” She entered the new information into the car’s Global Positioning System, waited, then said: “It still isn’t on the GPS!?

“It’s a very secluded place,” Preston agreed, “I suppose because of all the top-secret government projects they work on up here. Like I said, no kids in the entire town, and even though there are plenty of single men, there’s not a single unmarried woman in Titshurt. There are no airports, helicopter landings are outlawed, and in fact, the airspace is restricted. The only way in or out is this little gravel road.?

When they finally arrived, the first thing Tara noticed about Titshurt was that it resembled an old west town, except for all the automobiles, and the modern clothing worn by its residents.

For one thing, Main Street was not only unpaved, it wasn’t even graveled. It was a wide, flat dirt road, like something right out of Bonanza or Silverado. Also, the businesses which lined either side of Main Street were all built with unpainted wood, and had obviously been built at the same time, as they comprised two long multi-unit buildings. And then there were the sidewalks: raised two feet off the road with steps leading up to each establishment, the sidewalks were made of unfinished wooden planks. The only thing missing was a hitching post and a trough!

Preston parked the car in front of the town’s only hotel. “This is it,” he told Tara. “This is our new home for the next few days. The real estate agent I spoke with on the phone said there are at least a dozen brand new houses available in our price range, so we should be out of here and into our new place as soon as we decide on one we like.?

Tara looked around at the residents of Titshurt, all going about their daily business. She was beginning to feel better about their decision to move to this isolated place, as she noticed that every man she saw was well-dressed, good looking and had a healthy physique. She also noticed the women in this town were very beautiful, and every one of them had firm, healthy tits at least the size of Tara’s.

“So what’s the deal… the only women allowed in this town are attractive ones, with big boobs?” Tara whispered sarcastically to Preston, giggling.

Once inside, Preston had a bellhop take their luggage up to their hotel room, and then a waitress showed them to a table in the hotel’s restaurant. The waitress was a beautiful blonde in her late twenties with a very large set of boobs.

“Hi, my name is Danielle,” she said sweetly, even though she appeared to be in a good amount of physical discomfort, “and I’ll be your waitress.” Danielle handed menus to the couple. “Would you like something to drink while you’re deciding??

Tara couldn’t help noticing the way Danielle kept stealing glances at Tara’s breasts as she and Preston ordered drinks. Tara’s nipples suddenly became self-consciously hard, poking though her thin T-shirt and causing little tingles for Tara.

“You’re not from around here, are you?” Danielle asked Tara, overtly motioning with her order pad toward Tara’s happy nipples.

“Um… no,” Tara replied, a little nervous. She hid her breasts behind her menu. “My name is Tara Brinks, and this is my husband Preston, who was recently hired by a Titshurt company. We’ll be house hunting this afternoon.?

Tara thought it was odd that Preston didn’t take exception to the waitress’s brash observation of Tara’s braless tits. In fact, he seemed to be a little bit amused by the situation!

“Well then, welcome to Titshurt! I’m pretty sure at least one of you is going to enjoy living here.” Danielle winked at Tara, nodding toward the nervous young woman’s beautiful rack.

But even though Danielle seemed to be putting up a good front, Tara could tell Danielle was in pain. She kept arching her back and twisting, as if her bra was too tight.

“The town’s only real estate office is right across the street there, to the right of the sheriff’s office,” Danielle continued. The hotel restaurant had a clear view of Main Street, and Tara and Preston could see both the real estate company and the sheriff’s office.

“A sheriff’s office?” Tara asked.

“Yes,” Danielle replied, “this is a small county, and Titshurt is its only town, so we don’t have a city police force – just a sheriff and two deputies.” Tara thought Danielle suddenly appeared to be even more uncomfortable, now that they were discussing the sheriff.

“Thanks,” Preston said. “We’ll head over to the real estate office right after lunch.?

“And be sure to make the Titshurt Town Meeting this Saturday night!” Danielle added. “It’s mandatory for the wives, and the men wouldn’t miss it for the world! Let’s see, this is Monday morning… so you still have quite a wait.?

Danielle was addressing Tara now, grimacing and smirking at the same time: “But the suspense will make the town meeting that much more fun. You’ll see, Miss Brinks. It only took me a couple of weeks to really start to love the town of Titshurt.”

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

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

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

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

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

“When will you be back?”

“Not until Saturday afternoon.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Is this a white woman?”

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

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

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

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

“Certainly.”

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

Mr. Tamoso just smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please, untie me?”

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

“Tricia.”

“How old are you?”

“Thirteen.”

“How did you end up here?”

“I don’t know.”

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

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

“Where is my Sister?”

“Down the hall.”

“Does she know I’m here?”

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

“She did?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Gene here.”

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

“You going to the game tomorrow?”

“Naw, having a good time right here.”

“What’s the action, bro?”

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

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

“How old are your guys?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jean knew that. Tricia was learning.

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

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

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

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

“You’ll look at my privates.”

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

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

“There,” she said.

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

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

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

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

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

Jeannie had agreed to keep quiet.

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

“I should go in.”

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

“You wouldn’t?”

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

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

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

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

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

Jean knew that was all bullshit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What time?”

“Eight.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, yes, I remember you.”

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

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

“Do you have a computer, on-line?”

“Yes.” “What is your screen name?”

“TriciaB at hotmail.com.”

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

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

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

She responded, “Where and when?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Must be, Tug. We get along okay.”

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

“What do you have in mind, Tug?”

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

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

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

“Yeah, just what you got, Man?”

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

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

“I like that Man.”

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

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

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

“You want to fuck her Tug.”

“Already have twice today, Brother.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hearing that, the girl felt her heart began hammering.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

THE END

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