Karen Kay Suburban Delight

This is a true story by a drop dead gorgeous mid- thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I stood before my dressing mirror, heart racing, as I inspected myself. When smoothing my dress over my hips the glint of my diamond and wedding band caught my attention.

I considered taking them off, but remembering Carla's comments about the popularity of married women, decided to leave them on. I was pleased by my sexy, inviting reflection. Having ample breasts, I seldom wore a bra, and the thin fabric of my dress seductively outlined my breasts. I had spent more time than normal getting ready. I was freshly showered and on an impulse I put on my wedding and engagement rings resulting from the wanton thoughts and desires that had taken over my being after another year of my cuckold husband serving another tour in Iraq. It wasn't that I was cheating on him, it was what he wanted. I reflected back on the journey that had brought me to that moment.

I was raised in a conservative suburban town. Growing up, I accepted without question my parents' belief that blacks were just as good as we were, but as far as relationships go, each group was meant to stay with their own kind. I would actually feel revulsion when I saw a white girl walking with a black man because I had been taught that what they were doing was unnatural. By the time I was in college, I saw some of my white classmates dating black men, and rationalized that if the races were truly equal there should be no reason why they shouldn't be together if they desired, but I definitely felt it was inappropriate for me. All through college, all my boyfriends and lovers were white.

I was curious; however, as to why I saw many more white women with black men than the other way around. By the time I was twenty-five, I was married to a professional soldier older than myself. I had been attracted to him because he seemed so much more mature than the guys I dated in college, and he was already financially established. For the most part, I had a good life. We lived in an upscale neighborhood. I drove a Mustang convertible. After ten years of marriage, he started saying he wanted to see me being fucked by other men, and suggested we join a swingers club, have an open marriage and meet other men for sex.

David used to be extremely jealous and possessive and now this. He thought he would become a better lover if he had some competition. He is 6', 180 lbs. with a respectable 7" cock. I'm of Middle Eastern descent, 5'10", 38-28-38, with brunette hair, almond shaped eyes and look very much like the porn star Ona Zee. After several months, we joined a swingers club. They had weekly parties for couples only, couples and singles, and bi, gay, and lesbian parties. After a couple of months, I was enjoying the sex with different men, David and I were having sex more often than ever, and he was better in bed, always trying to prove he was better or just as good as my other lovers.

Then David received orders for Iraq in six months. He said he wanted me to continue swinging at the monthly singles parties, as I would have a variety of lovers and he wouldn't have to worry about me cheating on him. The singles group had four black members, younger than me. At the previous parties, we never had a chance to meet, because I was always in attendance of someone else. I use to look at them and wonder if what they said, about black men being more endowed than other men, and several of the ladies at the club said they most certainly were. As I was talking with Barbara our hostess, a 6' well built black man appeared at her side. She introduced him as Derek, and said he was an amateur photographer, who would be available to all members to take pictures of them for placing pictures of themselves Swinger Magazines or upload them on the Internet at no cost to themselves.

Derek said he would really like to get me into his camera lens, as I had a great photogenic body. David and I talked to Derek some more and agreed on the coming Wednesday evening at 6:00 PM at our place. Derek arrived at our house at 7:00 pm Wednesday evening and David greeted him at the door. He had his Digital and video camera with him. I came out of the bedroom wearing a matching black bra, garter belt and shaved pussy, I knew she I was hot and ready. I told Derek to take me into the bedroom for some solo poses to warm her up before David would come in for the action shots. About fifteen minutes later, I called for David to come in. Derek was laying, spread eagle, bare-ass naked on the bed, as I was stroking his hard eight inch cock. I told him to take the camera and take some pictures of Derek and me. He picked-up the camera and got familiar with the settings and said he was ready.

I moved to Derek's cock, looked at David and with a smile or a smirk on my face, opened my mouth and took his black cock into my mouth. I asked Derek how long his cock was, as it was much bigger and thicker than David's was. He said it was 8-inches long and that some of his friends had cocks as large as 12-inches. How do you know that? I kidded him, are you bi-sexual?

He said that some of the wives that he had sex with, wanted to gang-banged by three or four black guys, and he couldn't help but notice their size. I stopped sucking his cock and lovingly rubbed it against my face and said; "Damn, 12-inches?" That's twice the size of yours David. I'd love to have a cock that big, fucking me, but I'll have to work my way up to take something that big. Derek, do you want to fuck me? I've never had anything bigger than David's 7-inch cock in me. Anything you can give me beyond 7" is virgin territory, and will always be yours until a bigger one comes along. Derek looked at David, and I said, "Well we're swingers now, open marriage, and all that, swinging is about sharing and experimenting with new lifestyles." Derek smiled as he said, "Once you try black, you never go back." "I love sucking your black cock and I want to be your naughty wife-slut and be a good swinging wife. I've always fantasized about having a black lover.

Hum, I love your hard black cock," I said as I went back to sucking his cock. David and I had discussed our fantasies, and he never knew she had a thing for black men. David had several black friends, and I never showed any special interest in them over my other friends. I was going to have to show him that I didn't have any previous fantasies. I would always gag when sucking David's 6-inch cock, and would always act like it was a chore to do, But, I was sucking more than 6" of Derek's cock, and I haven't had to gag yet. My saliva was flowing now, and I was slowly sucking his cock, taking pleasure in tasting every inch of him. I looked up at David and said, "Are you taking some good pictures? Keep the camera steady, I don't want any blurred pictures. I'm going to want to look at these pictures of me and Derek every day and masturbate." David was shaking, and he had a hard time keeping the camera steady, I wish he had a tripod, as I continued enjoying Derek's cock. Maybe now I would give him more and longer sessions of oral sex. Maybe. Derek began moaning, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum now baby, swallow my cum baby." I stopped sucking his cock, preparing myself for the onslaught of his cum, but he told me keep sucking.

As he came, I tightened my lips, and swallowed about three times, my eyes showing shock, and gasping for air as he came two more times, his cum flowing from my gaping mouth. When I regained my breath, I exclaimed; "I thought you were pissing in my mouth, I never knew a man could cum so much. If you fuck me, you are sure to make me pregnant the first time you cum in my pussy." "Ok baby, are you ready to lose your virginity again?" "Oh Yes, give it to me, let me feel your big, black cock where it belongs." Derek got up, and laid me on my back, spreading my legs, his still hard cock pointing towards the opening of my pussy. "Tell me what you want, baby; tell me what to do!" "Fuck me. Fuck me with my first black cock! Show me why black men are so much better lovers. Make me cum for your cock! Make me cum for you Derek." Derek lowered himself, letting the head of his cock home in on my wet pussy.

When he felt my open lips touch his cock head, he impaled me with half of his length, and started stroking my pussy with ever increasing more cock, until his pelvis was meeting mine. I was moaning, gasping, screaming, and yelling, as he filled my pussy with his cock, for about fifteen minutes, until he came again, filling me with his seed. "That was the first, second and third time I've ever cum, from being fucked. David's mouth was agape, as he heard this from his wife.

David never made me cum this strongly. Derek said he had to leave, that he was wearing out his "Boys night out" time. I said, "When can we get together again." Derek said, his white wife was a non-swinger, but she allowed him out 2 or 3 times a mouth to pursue his "needs." "But I want to see you again!" I said. "If you still want to fuck black guys, contact Barbara, she's a slut for black dicks also, as are some other wives at the club. Ask her for James's phone number. He's young, hung and will show you a good time. And after you experience James and you want more black cock, ask her about Zebra Night parties." After Derek left, I remembered that he didn't take any action shots of me, and David, and told him so. "Oh, don't worry.

I've got some money saved, and we can by our own digital and video camera, and have Derek's friends take some pictures of us, and you take pictures of their black cocks pleasuring you, ok? He said. "You know, honey, I feel turned on to sex again. I don't mean that sex with you isn't good, it just that were so predictable with each other. Now, with swinging, having an open marriage, and having sex with other men, I feel like a little girl in a candy store. I want to sample everything, boys, men, and women. We had sex the next night, and I gave him the best blowjob ever. When we fucked, I responded with new vigor, moaning and squealing more than I ever did. I wondered if it was because I was less inhibited, or because I was fantasying about fucking more black cocks.

During the next couple of months, I had sex with other men that David and I met at the parties, but didn't pursue any black men, thinking I could do that after David left for Iraq. After David left, I missed him most, when I went to bed at night, woke in the morning. I was to busy the first ten days, taking care of all the things that David used to do, but as thing slowed down, my craving for sex began to intensify. It was another two weeks until the next party, so I called Carla the hostess of the club, who was also now a very close friend. I had phone numbers of the various men we had met over the previous months, and I called two of them, but they had dates that weekend. I told Carla about them, and asked her if she could suggest someone that I haven't met yet? Carla said she knew what I liked and was open to, and for me to dress-up sexy, wear my black garter belt, short skirt, 3-inch heels and a blouse that would show- off my big tits and shave my pussy and she would call me back. My pussy was neatly trimmed, but she said to shave it. I had shaved my pussy once before, and it felt so smooth and sexy but it itched like hell when it began to grow again. I had time so I shaved it baby smooth again.

Carla returned my call forty-five minutes later saying that my date, "James" would meet me in the parking lot of a singles bar at 7:00 PM. I asked her if he was the same James that Derek had told me about. She said possibly. She had given him my name and what kind of car I would be driving. She said he was prime meat, a "A " lover and not to worry about anything, that he was a perfect date and was certified safe and clean of any diseases. She also invited me for coffee Tuesday afternoon after work to discuss my date with James and also meeting other men while David was away. I said thanks, hung-up, and continued dressing.

When I was ready, I reviewed my efforts in the mirror. I wore bright red lip-gloss that accented my full lips and David had said invited my lips to be kissed. I also wore one of David's white shirts, tucked into the waist of a short black skirt that had slits on both sides and under that my black garter belt, beige stockings and 3" heels that made me 6'1" tall. I arrived at the parking lot 10 minutes early, and prepared to wait, thinking more about what disasters that may wait, than anything positive. A shadow fell over the hood of the car, then a gentle tapping on glass and a deep baritone voice calling my name through the partially open passenger window. "James?" I questioned. He said yes. I unlocked the door and he slid into the passenger seat.

He was a large man, broad shouldered, over six feet tall, short military cut hair and very, very handsome. I tried to speak, tried to say something, but I just said, "Handsome!" He said, "I'm very glad to hear you say that, you're a very, very beautiful woman." He was in the military, never married, but came very close a couple of times. Lived in the barracks, and that he had promise his friend that he could use his car, as he had planned on going out with the guys tonight. I said, "I don't believe you don't have a different woman every day of the week?" He said, "I enjoy being with the ladies, but like to balance it by going out with the guys every once in a while."

"Where would you like to go?" I said. "Let's just stay here awhile and talk, I want us get to know one another, I want to learn all about you." He said. He then said, "I understand that you have been with a black man before." I said, "Yes." He said, "Was it a enjoyable experience?" I said, "Yes it was." He said, "What made you decide to have extra-martial sex?" I said, "It was my husband's idea.

He wanted to see me have sex with other men. He thought it would liven up our sex life, and make him a better lover." He said, "Do you enjoy having sex with the other men? Having the variety, different techniques, the different cock lengths, the various thickness and shapes." I said, "Yes, the variety is good; some are better than others of course, and I like the naughtiness of it." He said, "What does your husband do, when your having sex with the other men?" I said, "He watches, jerks off and joins in when the other guy is taking a breather." He said, "Then he prefers to be more of a voyeur than a participant?" I said, "Yes, he has a 7-inch cock, gives me my orgasms and we have great sex together afterwards." All this talk about sex was making me horny as hell, my thong was soaking wet. I wish he would take me in his strong arms and kiss me passionately, while using his hands and fingers to ravish my body. I moved in my seat, while at the same time edging closer to him. If he wouldn't make the first move, then I would. He said, "Was sex better with Derek than with the others." "You know Derek." I said. "Barbara told me. She said you were disappointed that his wife only lets him seek out his swinger friends a couple times a month, and that you wanted to see him again." "Well then, Barbara must have told you, what I told her about Derek?" He said, "I want to hear it from you." I said, "The sex I enjoyed with him, was different than with other men. The naughtiness of having sex with a black man, was so taboo. The color contrast of our bodies, watching his black cock disappears within my white pussy. Of course his length and thickness was a plus also." My eyes must have been glazed over and my body numb as I was reliving the experience, because James had moved over towards me and placed his lips on mine, pushing his long snake-like tongue between my lips, searching out my tongue.

My body was tingling right down to my toes. My arms were pinned by his, and I struggled to wrap my arms around him also, showing him that I wanted him too. Our tongues danced with each other, exploring each others- mouth, moaning, sometimes groaning, and letting each other know our desires for the other. After about five minutes, our mouths still firmly glued to each-others, I felt his fingers unbuttoning my husband's shirt, to bare my heaving breasts. I relaxed my hold on him, and helped him with my buttons from the other end and lowered the zipper on the side of my skirt. Once he had my shirt open, bra snaps loose, his mouth left mine, and he lowered his mouth to suck my breasts. He sucked, nibbled, bit, and squeezed my nipples so much, that I couldn't tell if it was pain or extreme pleasure. After several minutes, his hand drifted south and pulled up my skirt, his fingers pulling my wet thong aside and inserting two of his fingers, stroking and exploring my pussy. After about ten more minutes of kissing, sucking my tits, and probing my cunt, he paused, took a couple deep breaths, and said, "Do you like what I'm doing, do you like kissing a black man, having me touch your body so intimately?" "Yes, yes." I said. "Do you want to see what I'm carrying for you? Do you want to see my black cock, and have it fuck you better than you've ever be fucked before?" He said. "Yes!" I said. I changed my position in my seat, beneath the fabric of his pants, was a tubular bulge. I unbuckled his belt, released the clasp, and began to slowly lower his zipper, being careful not to get it caught in the mechanism. Having it completely down, I slowly reached into the opening and my hand froze in place.

My hand expecting to find a cock, like the other men I had sex with, maybe a bit bigger; I found something three times thicker than the average cock. James raised up a bit, and lowered his pants to his knees, and said "Take it, hold it your hand, stroke it, feel a real man's cock, it is not a dick or a penis, like some of the other men you have had." I wrapped my fingers around his cock, and they barely encompassed half of his thickness. He was fully hard and his cock had weight to it, maybe 2-3 pounds, and as he felt my hand on his cock, his cock jerked, and my hand along with it. I stroke the length of his cock from tip to base two or three times and then rubbed the palm of my hand over the head several times. It was smooth, yet hard as a marble, and his pee hole looked big enough for a soda straw to be inserted in it.

Then reality set in. I couldn't take that big cock into my pussy without something tearing. I stopped stroking his cock, closed my eyes and took several deep breaths. Damn, his cock beautiful, I would love to have him make love to me, but the size of it was awesome. I opened my eyes again, and continued stroking his cock again; this time it did not seem as threatening. James said, "Do you think your husband could compete with a black man with equipment like this?" I said, "No way." "Let me tell you something." he said. "I once met a little Filipino woman; she could not have weighed over a hundred pounds. I took my time with her. I took her an inch at a time, for over a half hour. By the time the head of my prick was at her womb, she was begging me for more and to fuck her harder.

All women can accommodate a man's cock, even this size. Taste it, suck the head, and concentrate on just the head, then after awhile you will be able to take more, as easily as just the head. Someday you will be able to take more than four. As your mouth adjusts, so will your pussy." I lowered my head, and touched my tongue to his cock head. His cock head was smooth, almost velvety and was very warm. I licked and lapped at the pre-cum coming from the pee hole. It had no taste, and was less in consistency than semen, but I enjoyed lapping it and covering the big head of his cock with it. The more my tongue delved into his pee hole, the more pre-cum it would produce. James said, "Come up here, let me kiss the mouth and lips that gave my cock so much pleasure." After several minutes, we broke the kiss, and I snuggled up against him. The car dashboard clock said it was 10:15; it seemed like less than an hour that he entered the car. "Wow. I need a drink, not because I'm thirsty, your cum cured that, but because I need to calm down and relax." He said, "Let's go to the liquor store down the street.

Then to your place so you can drink and relax, and we can get better acquainted." I said, "Aren't we are acquainted yet?" He said, "Well, develop a closer friendship, so that if you have a special need or problem, you won't hesitate to call me first." We arrived at the liquor store, and I got a Bottle of Jim Beam, a 12pack of beer, and various nuts and chips. James said. "Damn girl, didn't you eat tonight?" I responded, "My eyes get bigger than my stomach at times, and in the present case, maybe your cock is bigger that my pussy." I whispered. "Pussy woo, pussy duo," he chided. When we arrived at my house, I opened the garage door with automatic door opener, drove in, and closed the door behind us, so that anyone seeing me come home, couldn't see if I was alone or not, and entered the house through the adjoining door.

I told James to fix me a double, as I needed to freshen-up. He said to discard the clothes that I was wearing, because I didn't know how to dress anyway. I looked in the dining room mirror, and was shocked to see what he meant. My shirt buttons were buttoned askew, the zipper of my skirt was open, and my hair was mussed-up. I told James to make himself at home, and told him where the kitchen and bathroom was. I removed the shirt, skirt, and thongs, and wiped myself dry again, and put on a fresh thong over my garter belt and put on some fresh perfume.

I figured that was enough, as James would probably remove any excess clothing anyway. I was nervous and horny. I would call 911 if I had to. I placed my cell phone by the patio door, had house phones in the kitchen, bedroom and living room if I needed them. I entered the living room to join James. He was standing up looking at some of our family pictures on display and he was completely naked. He saw me standing there, with my mouth agape. He said, "With a minor adjustment to your clothing, you'll be the most exquisite creature that I've ever seen. Get rid of the bra please, or come here and let me. I love women in garter belts, it makes them look so sexually uninhibited." I walked towards him and stopped a foot away. He took a step towards me, and with gentle fingers undid the clasp and let my bra fall to the floor.

He kissed my shoulder, neck, ears and lips as his hands caressed my back, arms, and ass. His cock was now semi-hard touching my inner thigh, and not as threatening as the hard monster that I held in my hand an hour earlier. He was a marvelous specimen of a man. I couldn't deny him that. James said, "Would your husband approve of you taking a black lover, while he is overseas." I said, "He didn't specify I couldn't." "And after he returns, if you told him you preferred black men for sex, would he accept that?" He said. I said, "I don't know, he would want me to prefer him primarily and other men second." He said, "Kneel down." I knelt down, his cock inches from my face, and looked up at him. "Look at my cock, study it, remember what it looks like." He said.

After about a minute he said, "Now lick it, slowly, all of it, let your tongue and lips taste every inch." I did as he said, and each time my lips or tongue would move over the head of his cock, I would taste the saltiness of his dried pre-cum from earlier. Several minutes later, he said, "Now suck it." I did as he commanded, sucking just the head of his cock, and as I got comfortable with its size, I took a little bit more. "Suck it like you did before, concentrate on giving me pleasure, think of the pleasure you feel from sucking a black cock, think of how you'll look to someone else, a loving white wife sucking her lover's big black cock. Think of how much sexual pleasure you will receive, when you finally see it, and feel it entering your body filling you better than any cock you have had before. Think of how deeply and long it will be fucking your white cunt and the many multiple orgasms you will experience before I shoot my black baby making sperm into your womb. You may pass out from the multiple orgasms I'll give you." "Stop!" He said, "How many inches of my cock are in your mouth? Almost eight inches and you haven't even gagged.

Now look at my cock again, study it, and remember it." I pulled my head back, as his cock dropped from my mouth, and examined his cock again. James said, "Describe to me what you see." I said, "Your cock is very hard, it's stretched to its full length, I can see your veins, your cock is very black and shiny from my saliva. Your cock is oozing pre-cum and some of my saliva is dripping off the head." "Now lick, kiss and suck my balls", He said. I moved my head closer again, and licked and kissed his ball sac, then moved to his right and then his left balls, and pulled them into my mouth.

His balls were almost as big as his cock head. "Ok, relax." He said. "The average size of a white man's dick is about 6", with the above average length of 7 to 9." The average cock size of a black man's is eight, with the above average being 9 to 12. You can tell me later, whose cock you prefer. Do you swallow cum?" He asked. "Yes." I said. "I think that the longer I can taste a man's cum linger in my mouth and throat, the better it tastes." "Now suck my cock until I come in your mouth. Take your time, and don't tire yourself out because I'm not a quick shooter, but be prepared when I do cum, it will be a very copious amount." Not needing to be told twice, I lovingly wrapped my hand around his fat black snake and began to caress it.

Marveling silently for a few moments at just how big, it was, and the way it was growing in front of her eyes, I then stuck my tongue out and worked it delicately underneath his foreskin. Tasting the musky scent of James's cock head caused my nipples to harden until they felt like they would burst, and her pussy to feel like it was on fire. Rolling his foreskin back and licking his swollen purple knob until it was covered with her saliva, I then opened my mouth as wide as I could and took him in.

"Mmmmmmmm!" I moaned. I sucked gently on his knob while stroking his shaft. Happy to let him show me what he wanted, I offered him no resistance when he took hold of my head started to fuck my mouth with short hard strokes. "Do you like that baby... do you like having your mouth fucked?" Overwhelmed by her newfound state of passion and lust, I gurgled, "Mmmmmm... Aaagggghhhhh... YESSS!" "Tell me ...tell me how you like it!" Letting his cock slide from her mouth, I took a deep breath and then looking up at him and I revealed my true desires I purred. "Please...use me... make me be your slut... your whore!" "What kind of whore?" "A dirty whore... a dirty... white... cocksucking... whore!" Before I hungrily took James's cock back into my mouth. "Good girl... now suck it hard... that's it... yeah... and my balls too... lick my balls!" For the next five minutes, I stroked and sucked James's cock as best and hard as I could. Having managed to work only half of it into my mouth, my lips were stretched to their limits and I choked every time it hit the back of my mouth. Feeling his hands on my head again, this time, I gagged violently when James entwined his fingers in my hair and pulled my head hard down on his cock choking me, and then forced it down my throat. As James then rocked my head back and forth, in a state of frenzy I responded to his rhythm and stuck out my tongue to lick his balls as he slowly fucked my mouth. "Get ready baby... I'm going to cum!" I heard him grunt at the same time as I felt his body stiffen. A moment later, a stream of hot cum shot down my open throat, gagging me. Somehow, I managed to swallow it before another wad filled my throat, and expecting to get another one, I continued to suck his huge cock greedily.

Stopping suddenly, James pulled his cock out of my mouth and I instantly wrapped my hands around his big black tool and began to work it. Pumping his shaft urgently until a moment later, another thick stream of semen erupted from the engorged head hitting me in the face. Still stroking his cock, the next stream of cum landed in my hair, the next on my nose and the last two on my neck and tits. It was the first time in my life that I had experienced taking a huge load in the face, and down my throat, and I loved it.

James helped me to my feet, as I continued to wipe the globs of cum from my neck and tits with my fingertips, He gave me another long passionate kiss, even though my lips and mouth had traces of his cum remaining. He said, "You sure are a beautiful slut. You are really a magnificent cocksucker. You did well, for your first time with a big cock." I said, "I never had a man cum so much." James said, "It was abstinence, being with a beautiful sensuous woman and your talented mouth, lips, and tongue working its magic that did it." "And your big sperm producing balls", I said. We both laughed. James said, "Now it's your turn to receive pleasure. Lead me to your bedroom." As we entered the bedroom, the phone rang. I looked at James. He said to answer it, as he didn't want them calling again later interrupting us.

It was David. It being Friday night, he said he had planned the call at this hour, to see if his loving wife was home thinking about him, or out trying to find someone else to keep her sexually entertained. I told him that I had several sex toys to do the job and that he left me with more than enough erotic memories, to keep me satisfied for a long, long time. Even so, he said, was I going to the singles party next week? No. I lied. I told him Barbara called today, to say that the singles party next week was cancelled, due to a family emergency. But, she said, she had interviewed three new young men, and that one guy who was black was a terrific lover, and that she could fix me up with him if I was sexually in need of some good loving. I told her I would let her know. What do you say, would it be ok with you? He said. I told you it would be ok for you to attend the singles parties while I was gone, and I didn't limit you to any race, color, etc. When it happens, give our digital and video camera a workout and send some pictures and videos of what happens. I said. Ok, I'll think about it then. I told him that if I didn't answer the home phone next week, then to call my cell phone, as I would probably be out with him. He laughed and then we said our goodbyes. James said, "Good girl, not necessarily lying to him, but putting off the truth." He said, "Now take off the shoes, and leave on the garter belt and stockings.

You look so sultry wearing it. Get on the bed and prepare yourself to be fucked and have multiple orgasms for hours by my big black cock." I said, "You've made me so horny tonight, I couldn't say no to you if I wanted to. I need your big cock in me so badly, don't hurt me, please take your time." Standing before her and stroking his cock, James teased her. "What do you want now, baby?" Pinching her nipples with one hand, and rubbing her clitoris furiously with the other, I begged, "Fuck me...please...I want you to fuck me!" "OHMYGOD!" I groaned as James pushed the head of his cock into my pussy. I looked down between us and saw the color contrast of his black cock head invading my white pussy. It was something obscene, yet grossly erotic. He would pause, give me another inch, pause, and said, "It won't get any thicker, so I will now give you more until I'm stopped by the resistance of your womb." Lying motionless, buried deep inside her as her cunt gripped his cock like a vice, James then teased me. "Talk to me baby...tell me what you want!" I had never been so excited, or felt so dirty and nasty in my life, as I wantonly replied. "Fuck me James...please...fuck my tight white pussy with your big black cock." With long, deep, and very slow strokes James began to fuck me.

Seeing the look of frustration on my face as he teased me, James knew what I wanted but made me beg for it. "Is that how you want it baby...nice and slow" "No...please...harder...fuck me harder," I whimpered. "What else you dirty slut...what else do you want?" Loosing any inhibitions that I may have had left, I wanted James so desperately that I was about to cry. "I want to be your slut James...your dirty white slut...your cock sucking whore...I want you to use me and make me please you," I begged. Increasing his tempo, James slowly began to fuck me harder and harder. Moaning, groaning, and thrashing about the bed as he did, my whole body twitched as my first orgasm wracked my body. It was the biggest orgasm I ever had and it filled my whole being with ecstasy. As I writhed with the pleasure rolling through me again and again, James gave me no rest and continued to fuck me.

Groaning loudly as the head of his cock pushed hard against my cervix, once again James was balls deep inside my pussy and I was in heaven. Holding me by my hips, James then proceeded to fuck me with the deep, powerful strokes that I so desperately wanted. "Is that how you like it, you like that?" "YESS!" I moaned. "Why?" James asked. "Because I am a slut!" "What kind of slut?" "A dirty slut... a dirty... married... white... slut... and a whore for your black cock!" "And how does it feel to have your cunt stretched by my big black cock?" "Wonderful... I love it... it hurts...but don't stop... please..." As James pounded my pussy relentlessly with deep strokes, hitting my cervix with each thrust, my orgasms wouldn't stop. Suddenly, James announced that he was cumming, and with a grunt, and an "OH," he was shooting his hot sperm into my hot pussy. It felt delightful, I wanted my body to be the recipient of his sperm. It felt so good.

Then reality hit me. I could get pregnant and have his black baby. I took my birth control pills tonight, but his huge cock was banging away at my womb like crazy. In the end, I trusted my pills. James propped himself up on his elbows, and said, "Well bitch, did you mean what you said, while you were reeling from all those orgasms?" "What?" I said. James said, "My slut, my dirty white married slut, my whore?" I thought for a moment, and when I didn't answer, he said he was going to take a shower. As he pulled out of me, his cock still hard as ever, I said, "Wait, don't go." He laid next to me, took my hand and placed it on his cock, and said, "Ok, you clean my cock with your mouth bitch, clean my cock of my cum and your pussy juices, and then I'll leave. And don't forget my balls too." Without even giving a second thought, I moved closer to James.

Tasting the mixture of my cunt juice, and his cum, I slowly and carefully took my time as I licked every inch of James's cock and balls until they were perfectly clean. Stroking it and sucking it as I did, I was delighted to find that it was still hard because I still wanted more of his enormous cock. "Every time I see your hard, shiny, huge black cock, I think of the Phallus worship of the Ancients, and how they would erect sculptures of the male penis." "Yes, I want to be your slut, your whore, your dirty white married slut," I said. "I knew you would," he said. "How did you know?" I asked. "Your husband is going to be overseas for a year or more, and your going to need some sex on a fairly regular basis. After having my 11" black cock, you know you'll never find anyone close to matching the pleasure I can give you at those singles parties. I have the big cock that you need, I last longer, than any other man you've had, and I cum three times more than anyone you've had."

This was only the start of a very long evening for us. For the rest of the night all I could remember was James commanding me to suck his cock and give my pussy to him as he used me over and over. Despite my growing soreness, accentuated by slaps to her ass, thighs, and tits, I rode wave after wave of sexual pleasure, punctuated by soaring peaks of ecstasy and pain as James used me mercilessly. In my newfound role as a "dirty white slut," all I wanted was to please this gorgeous hunk of a man in any way I could. I completely lost track of the time as I did so. "What will I tell David?" I begged. "Tell him everything... he'll understand." Dazed as I was, I was shocked. How could I possibly tell David the truth? James could see her hesitation. "Don't worry babe... just do it... trust me... he'll love every word of what you tell him... I promise." "Ok, we have plenty of time before he comes home.

I'll feed him bits of information, a little at a time, and see what happens." I said. "You said that he wanted to see you with other men, be sexually satisfied by other men, and that he would just sit and watch and jerk-off. That tells me he wants to be cuckolded by you, not just be a voyeur. If I'm right, and I think I am, he'll ask for videos or pictures of us together." He said. It was 5:30 in the morning, and we both dozed off to sleep, with James hand on my full breast, and mine on his now flaccid cock. I woke about noon, and made coffee, cooked James some breakfast, which I would heat in the microwave when he got up, and thought about my needs and wants as far as David and James were concerned. David would come home one day, and James would receive orders and transfer somewhere else. Things will change, but will it be for the better or for worse.

This is a true story by a drop dead gorgeous mid- thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. It was 5:30 in the morning, and we both dozed off to sleep, with James hand on my full breast, and mine on his now flaccid cock. I woke about noon, and made coffee, cooked James some breakfast, which I would heat in the microwave when he got up, and thought about my needs and wants as far as David and James were concerned.

David would come home one day, and James would receive orders and transfer somewhere else. Things will change, but will it be for the better or for worse. James got up about 4:00pm, and I served him the warm over breakfast from the microwave. He said wanted to take me out tonight, to meet some of his friends and show me some of his favorite clubs. Then he noticed my computer. He told me to sign on, then he took the seat in front of the computer, and I pull up another and watched. He told me he was going to sign on to some interracial sites, add them to my favorites list and put his username and password on the side, so that I could log on whenever I wanted. He said, that I would see how popular interracial sex was, and how many wives and their husbands participated in black sexing.

He sign-in to Karen Kay‘s Korner, which had every thing you wanted to see and know about wives gone black, and a few other sites which contained stories and chat sites, and then he returned to Karen Kay‘s Korner, and told me to browse over the menu and read some of the articles while he watched a game on TV. Each item on the menu was so very erotic, white wives proclaiming their preference for black cock, and their husbands being willing or un-willing participants in their own cuckolding.

Was I going to be like them? Has James already planted the seed, showing me how much better lovers black men can be over white men? He had me begging him last night to make me his slut, his whore and his bitch, while his black cock brought on more and stronger orgasms than I had ever experienced before; and would this be what David wanted, to be cuckolded, while his wife would become black owned by James and used by all his friends.

Would he approve to have a marriage in name only, while I only sought out black men, to give me sexual pleasure? James came up behind me, and massaged my shoulders, and pulled opened the top of my robe, revealing my breasts and hardened nipples. He said, "It's very arousing isn't?" "You never imagined there were so many women out there giving themselves to black men, or husbands giving their wives to black men, to be pleasured by their big, black cocks, did you?" "No, I never imagined," I said. James said, "I'll give you a week to decide if you want to be my woman, and a slut to my black brothers, or continue to have mediocre sex with white men only." "Until then browse the web sites on the computer this week, and learn why those women prefer their current lifestyle." "Now, get dressed.

Dress in the sexiest and most daring clothes you have. Clothes make the slut, so we say, or is it the less clothes you wear? I forget." I took another shower, and then scanned my clothes, for something that I assumed he wanted me to wear. Something that showed plenty of cleavage, and short enough to show plenty of leg or ass. Ass was out, but I did have a dress capable of producing the other desired effects. A blue dress, cut about 2" above the knee, with a slit cut up to mid-thigh, and cut low, exposing more than half of my breasts. I choose a black garter, stockings and thong.

When I was ready, I joined James in the living room, and asked for his approval. He said, "Very nice." Then walked behind me, placed his hands on my hips, inched my dress up with his fingers, little by little until the hem was 2" below my cunt, and said, "that's about right." Then he raise my dress over my ass, and ripped-off my thong. He then said, "I like the color." I then said, "I know you'll make my pussy wet sometime tonight, and my juices will stain my dress." "Oh, you know what will happen already? Then I'll have to change my plans then." He laughed. I took him on base to his barracks so he could freshen up and change clothes, while I waited for him in the parking lot. When he returned, he was wearing a dark sports coat and tie, and his cologne was of a manly scent that made me want hold him in my arms and think of very naughty erotic thoughts. He looked like a man's man. He gave me directions to the first club that we would be going to. When we arrived, employees, friends and women alike greeted James inside like a favorite. It was a black club, and almost half of the women were white, escorted by their black boyfriend, or waiting to be picked-up.

The men gave me appreciatory glances, while the women looked on me as a threat or a curiosity. James would introduce me saying, "This is Barbara, her husband is overseas in Iraq, and I'm showing her around, letting her meet some of my friends and where to go for a good time." He would say, as his hand would caress my bare or covered ass. It was early yet, and he led me to a booth, which would accommodate 6 or 8 people. He said, "If I introduce you to somebody as Barbara, or I tell you to go dance with somebody, they are a friend, and you could take them home if I was not available. Anybody else, be polite and forget them. James would finger my pussy, making my pussy wet, and I would tell him to stop trying to get me horny, that I already want him to fuck me tonight. He said, "I know that, I want you to wet your dress, and show the others how hot you are for me." We both laughed.

A few minutes later, a black man of about 40 and a blond woman about 30. She wearing a halter top with the word "Bitch" embossed on it came over and said hello to James. He said hello, and told them to sit down, and engaged him in conversation. He asked what my name was. James said, "Barb, this is Jerome, Jerome, this is Barb." About ten minutes later, James asked me to dance. While we danced, I asked him why he asked Jerome to sit down, but I was cued to forget him. He said, he was on drugs and sells drugs, but passes money around like it was tap water. If he wants to impress us by buying us drinks, I'm not going argue. I told him, "Please don't let me get involved with drugs, I may be a slut for some good sex, but drugs are out of the question, under any circumstance." He said, he agreed. A young man, who was a borderline "21" walked up to the table, he said hello to James, and although his eyes were fixed on me, he asked James if I had twin sister? James said no, and introduced Sean to me, and me to him as Barbara. James took me to two other clubs, and he would always finger my pussy, or place my hand on his cock to get my juices flowing, just before having me get up with him to dance, leave or enter a club, to show off the stain on my dress. I met four of his friends. Each of them was, very handsome, clean, and I presume well hung. "Are you ready to make some lasting erotic memories with me tonight?" James said, when we got back to my house. "Ever since I met you, I've experienced so much, that I'll never forget.

I'll always think of you when I think about great sex," I said. "When you watch a great two hour movie, and have to describe it later to someone else, you describe the best scenes in the movie and condense the two hour movie to 3-5 minutes. If you draw up memories from the past, they can be also be blurred with fact, fantasy and fiction." He said. As he led me to the bedroom, and told me to get my digital camera and video recorder. It was now becoming clear what he was talking about. He was going to record our having sex, so that I could watch it later when I was alone. I got the cameras, and set up the video camera on the tripod, connected it to the TV and positioned it at the foot of the bed and off to the side.

I then took the digital camera, adjusted the settings and told James we were ready. He took the camera and took a picture of me in my clothes, then told me to strip down to my heels, hose and garter belt. He told me to get on the bed, and snapped pictures in different poses for him. He then told me to get on my knees, and he took a some more pictures of me licking and sucking his cock. He then gave me the camera and told me to take some pictures of him and his cock. When the camera was full, he told me to get on my knees again, positioned me for the video camera and started filming.

I began sucking his half erect cock until it was fully erect. He said. "Pretend the camera is your husband, he's watching you suck my cock like you did last night, show him how much of my cock you can take into your mouth, show him the lust on your face that you have for my big black cock. Tell him how much you like it, you love it, how much it has turned you into a slut for my black cock." It took me a couple of minutes of sucking his cock, for me to get into the scene that James wanted me to portray, that of performing for my husband instead of the video camera. I was soon looking at the camera, as if it was David watching me, and was visually and audibly showing my lust for James black cock, saying it was so much bigger, thicker and satisfying than any other cock I have ever had. Soon James said he was going to cum, and that he wanted me to take all of his cum into my mouth, until it was overflowing, and that he would cum on my face with his remaining cum. I continued to suck on the first two or three inches of his cock, so that I would have room for his enormous load. I felt about four jets of his hot cum hit the back of my mouth.

It didn't feel like so much, until I tried to swallow, and then I gagged and tried to keep it in my mouth. He pulled the head of his cock out of my mouth and began to violently jerk his remaining cum on my face. When he was finished Cumming, he spread the cum on my face with the head of his cock, as my tongue licked the cum around my lips. "How do you like sucking my cock, compared to other men's cocks you've had?" He said. "It's so much bigger, it feels like it's alive at times, the head has more taste than other men's, and I feel like I'm worshipping it more than sucking it." I said. "What about my cum? Describe my cum," he said. "It's so much thicker that other men's, and I never had anyone cum so much as you have, and it taste tangy and I can taste it for a long time afterwards." He turned off the video camera and positioned it to focus on the bed and said, "That was great baby. Next, we'll have some foreplay to get your tight pussy loosened up and then we'll get down to some serious fucking. I want you to say, whatever you're thinking, loud enough for the camera to pick up.

I want you to say, whatever you're thinking, the first thing that comes into your head. If you're thinking slut, whore, big black cock, then say it. Ok?" If I whisper something to you, say it." He said. I said I would, and he positioned me on the bed, and then he went over to the camera. He said, "Say, come over here lover, and give me some more of that big black cock, stuff my pussy and bury it deep in my cunt." He turned on the camera, and I repeated his words. He walked over to the bed, and lay down beside me. He took me in his arms, and we engaged in a long passionate kiss, our tongues probing each other's mouths. I was thinking of how erotic this must look on camera. After several minutes, he moved his lips down to suck on my breasts, while his hand kneaded my other breast. Sucking my breasts like a hungry baby. He took first one breast, then the other. I was getting wet, already. He kissed his way down my stomach, till I could feel his breath on my love bud. He took it into his mouth and began sucking on it, just as he had sucked my breasts. I was so hot and feeling so good, that I almost had an orgasm right then.

When he stuck that long, thick tongue inside, I couldn't control myself any longer. I had the biggest orgasm of my life! I thought I was dreaming. All I could say was, "Oh God, Oh God, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! That is the tongue that made me cum. No wonder it was so vivid! Usually, a dream fades when you wake up, but mine was still sharply etched in my mind. No wonder! It really happened, and now it was going to happen again. I came back to my senses, and he was up on his knees with his monster pointed at the opening of my pussy.

With the head of his cock waving at the entrance to my cunt, slightly brushing my pussy lips. When it was at my opening, he edged his pelvis forward, so his cock head was buried just inside my cunt. Then he pushed and I felt his massive cock enter me, he had busted through. I threw my head back gasping as the head split me open. "OHHHH GAWWWD!" I moaned out loud now. I felt the huge head inside me as he put his arms under me, hands gripping my ass cheeks, he held me tight sucking my neck as he started to push in more. I threw my head from side to side gasping as he was moving deeper. It felt painfully wonderful, a strange sensation. I was catching glimpses of reality; this powerful black man is going to fuck me in our bed. It was a weird feeling, I felt that David was watching, and not the camera filming, as I was clinching his back and then he plunged deeper, I slapped at his back with one hand and threw my head back again. "OHHHHH GAAAWWWDDD YESSSSSSSS!" I gasped. "I WANT YOU SO BAD!" I felt the lips of my cunt being dragged up the shaft of his cock as he started pulling upwards. He then started driving back in going deeper than before. The girth was so massive that it pulled my clit and the lips inside with it. I never thought of anyone being able to do that. Then suddenly James plunged deep into me, bottoming out in my cunt. His black balls rested on my asshole. "OHHH MYYY GODDDD! OHHHHH GAWWWDDDDD! OHHH GAWDDD YESSSSS! OH GOD FUCK ME JAMES!" I had never talked like this, and meant it so much, never. James had reached places in my body that had never felt anything before, not even last night's fucking. He started fucking me in rhythm. Each time he plunged downward pounding my ass in the bed with his powerful cock and body. I could feel his length of his massive black cock along the walls of my cunt, another sensation I had never felt before.

My hands grasped at his back as he split me open. He had his rhythm down pat; I felt each stroke downwards bringing my clit against his cock in my pussy. Sensations I have never felt before while getting fucked. His upward stroke dragging my wet pussy lips with it felt so sensuous. My clit getting worked by a cock, feeling better than my fingers could have ever done. James picked up the pace and proceeded to power fuck me. Power fuck is what I have come to call what he does. I could feel my pussy splitting open but the sensation and thought of what was happening was overwhelming.

Thoughts raced through my mind about getting fucked in our marriage bed by my black lover. I had forgotten all about David as I pulled James head to me and locked my mouth on his. I sucked his tongue gasping moaning while he power fucked me. I loved it! He broke the kiss and said, "You like this fuck baby?" "God yessss yes, yes I love it I love it!" I panted. "Oh God I love your big black cock." All of the sudden James drove down in me harder. He pounded my ass in the bed and began to grunt. He drove hard in me and stopped, grunted and exploded deep inside me. I knew it was a lot, more than normal because I never actually felt a man explode in me. It is hard to explain the feeling but it was steady gushes I felt spurting forcefully deep inside me.

His fucking became slower but he did not stop. I could feel gobs of cum running over my asshole. James picked up a nice steady rhythm again and plunged deep and then faster. My clit was being worked in and out and then I started bucking up at him. I felt it coming on. "OH GAWWWD OHHH GAWWWWDD OH GAWWWD!" My feet pressed against the bed and, my toes curled. My hands squeezed and slapped at James back. I felt the strongest contractions in my cunt; the walls of my pussy were contracting, grasping at the length of James cock. I raised my hips up to James, giving all my pussy to him he could get, he drove inside the full length and left it there.

I felt the circumference of his dick against the walls of my cunt, expanding to depths that never experienced this sensation, while I myself exploded into the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life. I had never experienced something so intense. I collapsed. James lay on top of me exhausted. I could feel the wetness underneath my ass. A moment of silence, and then, James said, "Oh that is some good pussy." "You earned this pussy." I giggled then gave him a kiss on the lips. I then whispered to him, "You deserve this pussy." I was now becoming aware of my surroundings as, James withdrew from me, leaving my pussy gaped open; my legs were almost locked in their position. My pussy was gaping wide open with the lips of my pussy laid out there like never before. I could feel semen leaking from me. I felt the soreness and tingle between my legs. I felt the muscles between my legs contract and would feel James cum being forced out. James and I continued to fuck each other for the next two hours, until pure physical exhaustion took its toll, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Again, I woke up before James, and made some coffee. I was still too tired to cook breakfast, so I logged on into the computer and checked out the websites that James had saved for me. I thought back to my college days, when I first heard the phrases, "Once you try black, you'll never go back" and "Once you go black, you'll always go black!" Was it just a phrase? I was beginning to think it had some truth in it. Derek was my first black lover, and he gave me the strongest orgasm, that I have ever experienced at that point. Was it seeing a black cock penetrate my white cunt, was it because it was taboo, was it because black cocks were longer and thicker, than any I have had until then?

Was I going to become like those other wives on the website, needing black sexing on a regular basis, preferring black cock to white cock, being a slut or whore for my black lover and his friends. Would I cuckold my husband, denying him to have sex with me, or allow him sloppy seconds after letting my black lover have me first? Whenever James's cock is hard and throbbing inches in front of my face, or his cock is buried full length, pressing against the walls of my cunt, I want him and only him as my lover. Would I someday have my pictures and stories on websites like this?

David wanted and enjoyed seeing me have sex with a variety of white men, and then would have sex with me, to show that he was just as good as they were. Would he still allow me to have sex with James or other black men, if he was clearly unable to compete with their greater size, stamina and ability to produce more cum than he was able to? "Sex, sex, sex. That is all women ever think of, once they try black. James said, when he came into the living room wearing only his boxer shorts. He pulled up a chair, and sat next to me. His hand went between my legs, feeling my wet pussy. "What's turning you on so much?" He said. "Everything," I said. "But why are black men so dominate and treat women as sluts?" Because women want a man, who's in control, not just in sex, but also in all aspects of life, and women want to be submissive.

Women may want a partnership lifestyle, but want their men to take charge once in a while. Their men get so used to sharing everything with their women, that they become wimps, and never make a decision on their own. Black men realize this, and dominate their women openly and with direction. Black men have more between their legs than white men, and women's pussies can accommodate 10" or more of cock, so why settle for 6" when you can have more. The more cock a man has, the more orgasms a woman will have. "That's definitely true," I said. "Go get the cameras," he said, "and we'll see if we're porn star material." I went to the bedroom and got the cameras and brought them to the living room. I got the cable from the computer desk drawer and hooked the camera to the computer. From the expressions on my face, almost all the pictures showed me hot, horny and a slut for black cock. Especially the close-up pictures of me sucking on James's huge cock. James then started E-mailing the pictures to himself. He said not to worry, as that the pictures and video would only be seen by him, unless I wanted to send some to the website that I was looking at, or to my husband. I told him, NO, don't show them to anybody else. He said ok, he wouldn't and then hooked the video camera up to the DVD recorder. I couldn't believe how erotic I looked in the video. My eyes and my expression showed how much I enjoyed sucking his black cock. I was so into it, I looked like I was receiving so much pleasure from kissing, licking, sucking and fucking his cock, that I would never be satisfied with anything less. The verbal directions that James whispered to me, couldn't be seen or heard, and made my vocal comments make me look even more like a slut for his big cock.

Whenever I heard one of my comments on the tape, I would feel embarrassed and could feel a shiver go up my back. I told James this and he said that's what it's like when a woman experiences great sex, she can't contain her emotions and has to vocalize what she feels. My pussy started getting wet from watching the erotic scene on the TV, from the first minute of the tape. Now it was leaking like a sieve, as I listened to my cravings of wanting James to fuck me. Begging him to give me all his cock, to fuck me like a slut, a whore and to never stop fucking me. As I watched him fuck me on TV, his fingers explored my wet pussy again. "Damn girl, that gets you hot, doesn't it?" James said. "You like watching a nigga taking you, fucking you like a slut, don't you?" "Yes," I said. "It looks hotter than any porn movie that I've ever seen, your big cock looks so sensuous and powerful, just watching it makes every nerve in my pussy come alive." "Go ahead and stroke it, while you watch it fuck your hot cunt on the screen," He said. "Remember how good it felt, sliding in and out of your cunt, stretching you so good, bringing you off like no other cock in your life." I reach over and took his semi-hard cock in my hand and began to stroke it, and within seconds, my phallus was rock hard and ready to pleasure me or be pleasured by me again.

I looked up at the TV screen to see James fucking me hard and deep, and I couldn't believe that the long, thick black cock that my hand was stroking could possibly fit into my tight white pussy and cause me to experience so many orgasms. I was being torn by wanting to get on my knees and worship this beautiful cock with my mouth, lips and tongue and watching the sensual scenes on the TV. At that moment the house could be on fire and I wouldn't have noticed. James said. "Do you think we should send David a copy of this tape? Let him see how his wife became such a slut for my black cock?" I said, "No. I mean I don't know. He wants me to send pictures of my sexual experiences, but I think I had better lead up to it, before I do." At that time, the tape stopped and James led me back to the bedroom. He told me that today was my day to have his cock anyway that I wanted, as much as I wanted, in any position that I wanted. I sucked his big black cock, swallowed his thick creamy cum and fucked him for the next six hours, in a variety of positions. I was fucked raw and tired, by the time we called and quits. We cleaned up a bit and I drove him back to the barracks.

When we arrived, I leaned over and grabbed his cock, as I gave him a long tongue probing kiss goodbye. He said, "Give me a call Friday, but only if your ready to become my slut, my bitch, a whore for my black cock. Call me if your ready to give your married white ass to me anytime I want, for me to take you as my woman and for me to share you with my friends as I want. I want you to buy a big black dildo and butt plug, and practice taking it in you ass, because the next time, I will take your married white ass, and want you to be ready for it." He got out of the car and closed the door before I had a chance to respond. As I drove back home, I thought about what he said, setting the conditions under which I could call and meet him again. I took a shower when I got home and went straight to bed. I was exhausted from all the fucking and sucking, but my hands went straight to my pussy and my thoughts were of James huge cock.

I was missing his big black already. I went to work the next day, and my thoughts stayed with James and the great sex we had all weekend. My job allows me to do a lot of my work from home, but I usually put in a full day at the office on Mondays, gathering all the new purchase requests for the week. My thoughts were also buying a butt plug and dildo that James said I should get to prepare my ass to take him. I knew where I would go to buy it. There was a popular adult video store on my way from work that I would pass on the way home. I left work at 4:00 PM, and went straight to the video store.

There were about 10 men and five women shopping there at the time. I found the sex toy section and browsed the anal toy section for more than ten minutes before picking out the one's that I thought I could accommodate. When the sales clerk saw what I had, he said, "Is your lover this big?" I replied, "Bigger." He blushed, and put the items in the bag. When I got home, I went straight to the computer to see if James had e-mailed me. No messages. I then logged on to one of the inter-racial web sites that James had saved on the computer for me, and read more about what other women had to say about black sexing. When I initially viewed the site, I thought that I was like "some" of the women on the site. Now as I viewed the site, I thought I was like many of the women there. I liked a man that was dominant and I liked the fact that sex with James was Taboo. I found that having sex with a man with a much larger cock could be more satisfying. The sight of a black cock entering my white cunt could be such a visual turn-on. Would I willingly cuckold David, or was it something that David wanted. I stayed on the website for about two hours. I wanted to see more, but I was so sexually turned-on, that I needed some sexual relief. I took the videodisk of James and me having sex and my new sex toys to the bedroom. I put the disk in the player, got a tube of anal lube from my drawer and put a liberal amount of it on and in my asshole, and coated my black dildo with some more.

I learned to take David's 7" cock in my ass, and I knew I could eventually take this black monster or James cock also, but that it would take longer to accommodate. I hit the play button, and then the slow motion button on the player, watching myself as I sucked James cock and placed the head of the dildo against my bum hole. As I applied pressure on the dildo, it started to press against my asshole seeking access to my insides.

As the head tapered wider, the stinging pain increased, but it was not an unbearable pain. I knew from previous experiences with David what to expect. I concentrated my thoughts on the video scenes before me of James and me, and the actions of the dildo second. I fingered my clit as I rotated and push the dildo further, and after a while I had the head in me and I could concentrate on taking its length in me inch by inch. After several minutes I had about 5" in my ass, and started it stroking my ass, in and out, back and forth and I started getting some semblance of pleasure instead of pain. I increased the pressure taking a centimeter at a time, as I withdrew it and pushed it forward again and again. At times, I would feel a sharp jabbing pain, so I repositioned the dildo at a different angle and the pain would dissipate. After about a half hour, I had about 9" inserted, if James fucked me deeper than that, I felt that I could accommodate him. I tried different positions; on my back with my knees bent, on my side, on my knees (doggie style) and in the sitting position. I felt most comfortable on my back, so I assumed that position. I had 9" in my ass, and began stroking it back and forth about 2" at a time while I fingered my cunt, and watch the video of James and me. I came close to cumming several times, but stopped and let it pass. After fifteen minutes, I couldn't hold back any longer, and gave in to my need to cum. It was the strongest orgasm that I had ever given myself. I got up and used the restroom and washed it off and placed it in zip lock bag. I returned to the bedroom and tried my other toy. I inserted the butt plug. After stretching my ass with the dildo for over a half hour, the plug inserted somewhat easily. I continued watching the video and fingering my pussy, and soon drifted off to sleep, with the thought of James big black cock filling my ass.

When I woke the next morning, I was aware of the plug in my ass, but it felt comfortable there, not an object restricting my movements; but I removed the plug and examined my asshole with a hand mirror. My hole was big enough to put four fingers inside easily. I wash it off and took a shower and re-inserted the plug. I wanted to see how much longer I could keep it in. I fixed some breakfast and then I started to do my work from home on the computer. I found from experience, that if I put off getting my work done, something would come up, and I would work late into the night to catch up, and I had to see Carla later that day also. I finished my work about ten-thirty and called Carla to see if our date was still on. She said it was, and to come over as soon as I could. She lived only three blocks away, and I said I would be there in about an hour. I figured she wanted to hear the juicy details of her matchmaking of James and me. She would, and also would offer me to join in inner circle of special friends.

Carla was a very beautiful 5'9" 38, year old blond woman, very busty with full curves and shapely ass. It was easy to see why she was a swinger. Her husband would have to beat off all the men who lusted for her charms, but he is a willing cuckold who enjoys seeing her having sex with other men and being humiliated by her and her lovers. As I figured, she wanted to know what I thought about James, and what I thought about him sexually. I described the details of what happened last weekend and she asked if I had plans on seeing him again? I told her I wanted to see him again and experience his big black cock again, but if I did, he would place stipulations on our future meetings. "What stipulations?" She asked. I told her that I would have to agree to be his woman, his slut.

I was to be available to him and his friends sexually, as he wanted. I told her how much I wanted him, but that I was worried and scared of what it would do to my marriage to David. Carla told me that when we started swinging at the singles parties, that David had told her, that he enjoyed watching me have sex with other men, as much and more than he did having sex with her, and that his cock was harder and his ejaculations were stronger. "I think David wants to be cuckolded, and that's what I wanted to talk to you about among other things.

Sex with the same partner can become benign, and sometimes taboo sex or an alternative lifestyle becomes more desirable. Watching someone having sex is more enjoyable than having sex with them yourself. You can enjoy all the sex with James and others, and have David also and nobody suffers." She said. She continued saying. "We have another very special club here, that nobody knows about, except the members, and we believe that you would like to be a member also, seeing that you like having sex with James so much. The other male and female members have already voted you in, and all you have to do is say, "YES!" "What kind of club is it? I'll want to know all about it, before I could say yes to anything," I said. "Some call it Cuckold Night and others call it Zebra night. It's a group of 10 attractive married women and 13 handsome and endowed black men who enjoy interracial sex and the women's husbands are willing or reluctant cuckold's. We meet once a month like the other parties, but unlike the other parties all members must participate in on premises sex.

This is for the husbands benefit, so that they can see their slut wives having sex with superior black men, and the wives can enjoy two or three black lovers at a time. "All members are tested for STD's every three months, and all the black guys are hung 9 to 13 inches.

You are not permitted to leave until all of the men who wish to have sex with you do so. No S&M, B&D, or filth is allowed. It may sound like extreme or exhausting sex, but it's really a sexual high for the women, and you'll hardly be able to wait for the next party to do it again. The reluctant cuckolds are required to be in the same room when their wives are having sex, and that's all. The willing cuckolds will do a variety of things, to do any humiliating duty such as clean their cunts of their black lovers cum, insert their lovers cocks into their pussies or lick their black dicks clean of cum, serve them drinks, etc. I'm sure that when David comes home, he will be a willing cuckold also," she said. "I'm not so sure," I said. "David is kind of a macho type guy."

"Honey," Carla said. "Several of the husbands in the group, act or look macho, but they're actually willing cuckolds, and very much into the cuckold role, being submissive to their wife's or her lovers commands." "Look." She said. "You have got a year before he comes back home, you can feed him bits of information about your sexual activities, and if he asks for more details, photos, web cam or encourages you to continue, you'll know that he's really a closet cuckold. "Besides, think of all the great sex you'll be getting from those big black cocks. Nobody will ever fuck you better than a black stud." "Yea, James has proved that to me," I said. "I know I want him again, or else I wouldn't have fucked my ass with that butt plug and dildo that I bought, so that I could get use to his big cock back there."

"You're hooked on black cock, that's for sure, and we have the best looking black guys with the biggest cocks in the area to give you better sex than you have ever had before," she said. "But a guy that's attractive to you, may not be attractive to me, and I would want some choice in who's going to fuck me." I said. "I got that covered," she said. "I made a introduction video prior to our last slut wife joining, showing our current members introducing themselves and some of the party action. Let me show it to you, its already loaded in the DVD player." The video started with a facial close-up and then panned out for a full frontal nude view of each of the members (black guys, women and cuckolds) stating their name, height, weight, (cock size flaccid and erect), or measurements and why they became members. (James was in the line-up.) The black studs were all handsome and extremely well endowed and the women were all beautiful, and nothing like the slut or whore you would assume to be attracted to interracial sex. After all the introductions were made, the studs and sluts formed two lines facing each other. Each man was given a small box with his name on it. It would contain the names of women that he had not drawn at previous parties. This would ensure that each man had sex with all the women at least once during the year. After a guy selected a name from the box, Carla would take it, call out the woman's name that he would be matched with, and tear up the piece of paper and collect the box from him for the next party. The man would then take the woman to a mat on the floor, and she would be his slut until he had an ejaculation. After that, he and she would be free to select a different partner. The scene changed to an orgy already in progress.

The women were kissing, sucking, being fucked anally and vaginally, by their black Adonis's all while their cuckold husbands looked on, stroking their sexually inadequate penises. Each of the women seemed to be in various states of ecstasy, and none showing signs of pain or discomfort. The camera zoomed in on several wives giving and getting sexual pleasure inches away from their cuckold husbands faces, taunting them with comments about their black lover's ability to pleasure them. Each time the camera caught James in the scene, I became jealous, and told I Carla how I felt. Carla said, "James isn't seeing any of the wives on a regular basis, so if you agree to become his slut, you'll be his prime piece of meat, and can have his big cock on a regular basis.

I'm having a little gathering this Saturday at my house with two of the wives and their husbands and two new black studs. You and James can come also. It will be a little preview of what to expect at our regular party." "I'm so horny already. I guess I'm ready to agree to be James's slut. After experiencing and learning so much about interracial sex these past few days, I can't imagine going on with my life without it. If David would be a willing cuckold to this lifestyle, then everything would be ok. If not, what then?" I said. "That's twelve months away, but you can get a feel for his leanings by writing letters and e-mails, something he can read over and over again. Let his imagination work on visualizing you getting fucked only by black men while he's away, and what to expect once he comes home. When the time is right, send some pictures and videos of you getting sexually pleasured by only black men." Carla said. "If you decide to join our Cuckold Club, there are two steps in the induction that you must complete first.

First is a pledge of fidelity towards your soon to be black masters. This can be our own form statement or your own statement, saying that you prefer having sex with men of the black race to men of other races, including your husband. That you can only be sexually satisfied by black men because of their larger cock size, staying power, sexual potency, and greater volume of cum. That your black lovers sexual pleasure and yours will always come before that of your husband's, ok?" Carla said. "Ok," I said. "Second, is the form of initiation.

You must choose if you want to be initiated into the club as a Slut Queen or a Slut Princess. Currently there are three Slut Queens. Myself and two other wives. A Slut Queen can pick which of the black masters she wants to have sex with, and a Slut Princess will have her master picked for her based on who she hasn't had recently. If you choose to be a Slut Queen, a special party will be scheduled with all the members invited to be witnesses. "You will take on all 13 of the Black Masters orally, vaginally, and anally until you have had all their big black cocks in all 3 holes. You will start out 9" of our smallest member, and work up to 13" of our largest member. So don't forget to take your birth control pills. Seeing that David won't be present to witness it, we'll videotape the events and play it for him at the first party that he attends. So there you have it, what do you think?" "What do I think?" I thought to myself. James, Carla and maybe even my husband David, wanted me to be a slut for black men. I did crave James's black cock, even now, but would I willing give myself to any black man that wanted me, would I want only black man's big cock for sex from now on. I knew I wanted it, to belong to this elite club of other women who worshiped black cocks as the ultimate in sexual pleasure, but could I demean my husband to the status of cuckold. Maybe when he came home, I could revert back to that of loving wife, and having occasional sex with other single swingers like before. "I'll need a couple of days to think it over," I said. "Although my decision will probably to join the club. If a beautiful woman like yourself, who could have any man she looked at, prefers to have sex with black men, then I trust black men must be the ultimate sex partner." "Great," Carla said. "The next party is two weeks from Saturday, and if you decide to become a slut queen, that gives me plenty of time to invite everyone for your initiation." "I feel like I'm wound up tighter than a clock. I'm nervous, excited and high about all this that I feel I'll never come down. I'm going to have to stop by the gym, before I go home to unwind," I said. "Ok, call me if any questions come up," Carla said. I spent almost two hours at the gym working out, before I went home, and I felt a lot better.

My mind seemed a lot clearer now. I had forgotten all about the butt plug in my ass, until I used the bathroom. I pulled it out, and would put it back in after a couple of hours, to see how it feels then. David had called, and left a message on the answering machine. I pulled out my cell phone and noticed the battery was dead. I hooked it up to the charger and listened to David's message. He had some free time and decided to give me a call. I thought about what I would say if he asked me anything about my sexual activities. I mentally prepared answers (fact and fictional) I would say in response to his questions. "Hi honey, I was at Carla's house and then I went to the gym, my cell phone battery was dead, miss me already?" "I'm just checking up on you.

Any guy who knows I'm not there with you will probably be hitting on you by now," he said. "Well, if they are, you expect me to tell you, and have you go ballistic on me. I'm smart enough to keep my mouth shut, if I open my legs for anyone!" I said. "Oh yeah. What were you doing at Carla's house?

Were you making plans for the week end?" David said. "As a matter of fact, yes. You still don't mind me having a black cock this week end?" I said. "I told you it was ok, just send me some photos and videos," he said. "Carla said he is one of the best fucks she has ever had, and that his cock is huge. Won't you get jealous?" I said. "If you still love me, and its just sex, I won't get jealous," he said. "Send me a e-mail saying that so I have your approval in writing. I don't want you saying I cuckolded you while you were away," I said. "Ok. I'll send it out today," he said. "You call me after he leaves, no matter what the time, and tell me the details." "If he's as big and as good as she says I may not ever let him leave," I said. "Yeah, I'll have to re-think this over some more... just kidding, have fun," he said. After that, we just talked about work, bills and family and said goodbye. I then signed-on to an interracial web site, and signed in to a chat room using Hotmom_Barb as my username. Immediately, I was hit on by five black guys asking all different kinds of questions. I ignored them for the time being, and scanned the members list for married women and husbands. I wanted to get their views on interracial sex.

I chatted with a husband who wanted to be cuckolded by his wife, and have her take a black lover. I also talked with two wives, one who openly dated black men with her husband's permission, and one who was having an affair with her black boss, without her husband's knowledge. They both fervently acknowledged that sex with black men was definitely better than with white men. I then read two stories written by cuckold husbands, who enjoyed their role as cuckold, and enjoyed watching their wife's having sex with their "Sexually superior black lovers" and the humiliation that they endured from both the wife and her black lover. After talking to David and the sex talk and stories on the web, I needed some sexual release and decided to call James. Although he said to call on Friday, I needed to talk to him and hear his voice, and to tell him something that was very important to us both.

This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid- thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. The phone rang, once, twice, three times and then I heard James voice from the other end. "Hello?" He said. "Hi, this is your slut, Barbara," I said. "You're a wanna-be slut.

Why do you want to be my slut?" he said. He wasn't making this easy. He was going to make me demean and humiliate myself, and make me submissive to him first. "I miss you, I miss your cock. I missed you ever since I got home Sunday night. I bought the dildo and butt plug you told me to buy and I've had my ass stuffed with them for the past 24 hours. I realized I wouldn't have done this if I didn't want to be your slut. I visited Carla today, and she invited me to join her Zebra Club and I think I want to accept. I'll need your help, if I'm to pass the initiation phase." I said. "So you want to cross-over to the Dark Side. He said. "Yes," I said. "You're ready to admit, that you need a black cock only to bring you to the height of sexual fulfillment and that only big black cocks can give you satisfaction?" He said. "Yes," I said. "Yes what?" He said. "Yes, I need big your black cock, your black cock can only satisfy me. Big black cocks are only what I think of from now on. I want to be like all those other wives on the web sites."

"Your ready to admit that you're a white man's wife, but a slut for a black man's cock." I was telling him what he wanted to hear, but not whole-heartedly believing it myself yet. "Yes." I said. "I still need to learn and experience more, and I need your help if I'm going to be able to take 13 black cocks in one evening at Carla's club." "So you want to become a slut queen," he said. "Yes and Carla has invited us to join her at her house this Saturday. She's invited 2 new guys and 2 other couples for a small party.

She said I could be initiated into the club within two weeks before they have their next Zebra Club party." I said. "Well, you've got a lot of experimenting and experiencing to do then. I'm pretty tight with my First Sergeant, and I've got some compensation time due me. I'll see if I can take Friday off and get together with you Thursday night. And I'll have to get a couple of my friends to take care of the other details that we will need to accomplish. Are you ready to take a crash course in black sexing? He said. "We'll find out, won't we? I said. "Exercise your cunt, anal and mouth muscles and be prepared for taking black cocks in all three holes simultaneously, abusing you and pleasing you for about four hours.

You'll love it and hate it, but you'll endure it, because you've never had anything better," he said. "Ok," I said. "David wants to see you and me having sex. Can we shoot some more pictures and videos and let me do the directing, I want to tease him, and build it up as I send him pictures every day." "Yeah, well, let me be there when you e-mail them and read his replies. All soldiers are brothers, and I don't want my brother not concentrating on his job and getting himself killed, because he's worried about who is wife is fucking. If he's ok with it, then ok. If he's not, then you'll have to change your plans," he said. "He's ok with everything that I've told him so far. The next step is to see if he still gives me the ok after seeing the pictures and videos," I said. "I'd like David to be my friend and not my adversary.

I don't want him to consider me a threat, just because I'm having sex with his wife. I don't want you or anyone else's wife denying their husbands sex just because they prefer sex with black men for the obvious reasons," he said. "You don't sound like the other black men on the web sites that I've seen. They behave very possessive of the white wives they have had, and use it to humiliate the husbands with it," I said. "Yeah, well I wasn't brought up in "The Hood". You act like your suppose to act and expected to act based on your environment. The Army is my environment now, and it's second nature for me to be responsible for my actions. Some of the blacks in the club are just role- playing, and some are serious actors, if you get what I mean." He said. "Ok. So you'll call me tomorrow and let me know when we can get together again?" I said. "Yeah, but either way, don't forget your exercises morning, noon and night. A cucumber would be a good variation, and think positive.

Keep telling yourself how much you want this to happen, that pleasure will replace pain and after its over, all you'll receive is pleasure." He said. "Hahahahaha! I'll buy a fresh one tomorrow," I said. It had been a long day, and I was tired and horny and I had a lot to think about. Carla wanting me to join her Cuckold Club, David verifying that it was ok to fuck a black guy and wanting to see the pictures and videos and James telling me to exercise my mouth, cunt and asshole to take 13 black cocks in four hours. I removed the butt plug, washed it off, took a shower and went to bed. I inserted the dildo in my ass, turned on the video of James and me, and wondered what David would think of me when he actually seen the pictures and videos of me having sex with James big black cock. I decided that I wouldn't hold back my emotions when the camera was running; he was going to see how much I really enjoyed it when James was fucking me. If he really wanted to be a willing cuckold, I would find out in our first conversation after he seen the video.

I exercised for about an hour, masturbated myself to orgasm and fell asleep. I spent all day at work the next day to keep my mind off of sex. I went shopping and bought the cucumbers among other things. They looked much bigger when I thought about sticking them in my mouth, cunt and ass, rather than in a salad. I really needed to watch the videos again and think positive thoughts as I attempted to insert the cucumbers in my mouth, cunt and ass imagining they were big cocks in me. That night and the next afternoon, I made little progress, and told myself that even a 13" cock couldn't be as big around as a cucumber. Then the phone rang. It was James. "Are you ready to start your training as my slut?" He said. "Yes," I said. "If that means I can have your beautiful cock to practice with, instead of these inanimate objects stretching my holes." "My First Sergeant gave me four days off, so I don't have to work again until Tuesday. So I'll have time to give you so very intense training. I'll be there in an hour, leave the garage door open and the lights off, so your neighbors won't see. Strip down to your heels, hose and garter belt so that the presents I have for you to wear stand out." He said. "Ok," I said. "I'll leave the garage door remote on a box, by the driver's door, so you won't have to get out to close the door," I said. "When I come in the door, greet me with a kiss, drop my pants, and suck my cock like I taught you until I cum in your mouth. Understand?" He said. "Of course!" I said. He hung up, and I hurried to straighten up the bedroom and turn down the covers on the bed, take a quick shower and get dressed in the few articles of clothing that James wanted me to wear. I knew that I was going to get fucked for the next four days like I've never been fucked before by James big black cock, and possibly by some of his friends also, if I was ever going to pass the initiation to become a Slut Queen in Carla's special group. Right now I was so horny, I was ready for anything and would do anything, but how would I feel about it by Sunday. I felt like a slut, but would I become a slut for James, his friends and others at the club. I went into the kitchen and sat down to wait for James arrival. The garage door was up and the remote door opener lay on a box within easy reach for James to use to close the door. Moments later I heard the sound of a car engine entering the garage, the door was activated to close, the car engine was turned off, the car door closed and footsteps approached the kitchen door.

Barbara practices more for her initiation with James and his friends. (MMF, intr, oral, anal, swinger, cuck) *** This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid- thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. James opened the door, and took three steps into the room. I stepped around him, closed the door, wrapped my arms around his neck, snaked my tongue between his lips and into his mouth. His hands roamed my body while we kissed each other for what seemed like over five minutes.

When we broke our kiss, James said. "That's the way I like to be welcomed." "I'm not done yet." I said. As I dropped to my knees, pulled his pants and boxers down, and fondled his big balls and cock with both hands. "I've missed your big cock so much. I could look at it, fondle it, lick and suck and fuck it all day and night. I feel a orgasm building right now." I said. "That's because you're a slut Barbara, but not a certified slut. That will come later at the party.

You like big cocks?" He said. "Yes." I said. "A big cock fills me so deeply and I can feel it's every movement against the walls of cunt." "All big cocks give you that feeling?" He asked. "From what I experienced so far, only cocks that are 8" and longer and black can give me that feeling," I said. "So from now on, you're going to seek out only black males, because only they are equipped to give you the sexual pleasure that you crave?" He said. "I'm only going to seek you out for as long as you're around," I said. "And after I'm gone," James said. "Well I'm sure that I will meet some stud or studs at one of the parties who would like to take your place after you leave. But enough of that, your going to be around for several more months to come." I said. I took him into my mouth and continued to suck his cock. I would stop and examine his cock after several minutes to see how much of my saliva coated the length of his cock and suck again, trying to take more of his cock into my mouth, trying to take more of him than the last time. I thought of my husband. How would he feel about seeing his wife on her knees sucking her lover's big black cock? Would it be exciting for him or degrading? Would he be a willing or reluctant cuckold when I brought him to one of our parties and he witnessed for himself what a slut for black cock I turned into, like the wives of other husbands. Could he accept James as my black lover and me having other black men giving me black sexing whenever he wasn't available. He was open-minded when it came to swinging sex, and I hoped he would also be when it came to black sexing. I had sucked several cocks after joining the swingers club, and after sucking James monster cock, it was liken to sucking a hot dog to a sausage; and the cum of others would squirt two or three jets of cum, like if I was sucking from a baby's bottle, whereas James would fill me with three or four shot glasses filled with his cum. I was enjoying having my mouth and cunt filled with a thicker and longer cock, and thought I would never grant anyone with less access to mouth or cunt unless it was out of courtesy. Suddenly James stepped back and pulled up his boxers and pants and said to pack my make-up kit, toiletries, and some sexy clothes for a couple of days, and that we would be staying at a hotel until Sunday. He said I was going to get a crash course on what to expect from my slut queen initiation. He also told me to wear or bring my garter belt, 3" heels and hose, and that his friends had a fetish for women wearing them as he did. We took the twenty-minute trip to the hotel. It was the town's newest up-scale hotel which catered to tourist and conventions.

He said he had gotten a suite there for the next three days. James had made a call on his cell phone saying we were on the way and would be there in five minutes. When we arrived, we went straight to the elevator and up to the room. When we entered the room, there were two young black guys there, who were in their early twenties, well- built and about six feet tall. One was fidgeting with a video camera, and the other was fixing drinks. James introduced them to me as Cory and Nate, and said he planned on having them join the club after a couple of more wives join.

He said he selected them for their youth, endurance, cock size, and ability to cum several times, as we would have to simulate the 12 guys that will be fucking you at the indoctrination. He offered me a drink, and told me to have a couple more before we got started, as I it would help to make the time pass faster. I downed three drinks in fifteen minutes, and during that time, James, Cory and Nate stripped down exposing each of their big cocks, and I did the same James said. "They both have 10" cocks, but you needn't worry about having to endure a 13" cock or larger at the initiation. You took my 11" just fine after not having anything larger than your husband's 7." "I don't know, were talking about 6" more than 7" and probably twice as thick," I nervously laughed. "Well, you won't have to worry about being ass-fucked by it, only 10" cocks and less are allowed to do that, and besides, you'll be to much into being straight fucked and sucking to notice anybody's size. So, let's get started. You can start by letting them experience those marvelous lips and mouth of yours on their cocks." He said. I started sucking Cory's cock while Nate stood to the side watching and stroking his cock. After several minutes, Cory got on his back, and had me ride his cock in the cowgirl position, and Nate offered me his cock for sucking. In five minutes, I had Nate filling my mouth with a gig load of cum, which I greedily swallowed. Cory then flipped me on my back and withdrew his cock, only to be replaced by James' larger cock.

Then Cory was pushing his big cock into my asshole, and the only lube that he was using was the juices of my cunt that remained on his cock from the straight fucking he gave me. James' and Cory's cocks continued seesawing into my cunt and asshole, as I started to become aware of the wave after wave of pleasure that they were giving me. Cory was the first to cum, and then James, as I felt their creamy loads splash inside my body.

James and Cory withdrew their cocks, and went to clean- up and cool off, while Nate immediately took their place, and easily slid his big hard black cock deep to the hilt with his first stroke. He was pacing himself as he fucked me, giving James and Cory time to recuperate, as he fucked me on my back, cowgirl style, and in the doggie position, which is how he gave me my third load so far tonight. They each took me, one at a time each, and then double penetrating me, then one at a time and finished by each of them cumming in my mouth and face.

I lost track of how many times I had been fucked and for how long. James said. "You're a cinch for membership into being a Slut Queen. We fucked you fourteen times, not counting the cock-sucking, the cum you swallowed, or the facial we gave you. You could have taken more, but we couldn't, you drained all of us." "How long did it last? I asked. "A little over three hours," he said. "But what if it goes on longer, maybe four hours?" "Baby, with your looks and body, you'll have them cumming on the carpet, before they get inside your hot body. All the other women are very hot also, but your at the top of the pyramid. You're ready, definitely ready," he said.

This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid- thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. The initiation night had arrived, and in two hours, my initiation as a Queen Slut would begin. Soon I would be gang-fucked by 13 black men with cocks ranging from 9- 13" (or bigger) taking them in my cunt, ass, and orally, for three hours or more, until the last black member of the club had spilled his seed in me. Hopefully I could finish without passing out. Carla picked me up and drove me to the initiation and would drive me home later and take care of me if needed. She asked if I had anything to drink yet, and when I said I only had time for one drink, she gave me a small pill that she said that would help my mind and body relax and that's all. She said that it will kick- in, in about fifteen minutes and would last for two hours. Isn't that cheating, I asked? She said that she was sure that all of the other Queen Sluts had taken something much stronger before their initiations. She asked, "What's in the bag?" I replied, "I got clean panties, bra and stockings." She said. "What. Are you going out to celebrate later?" She laughed. "I doubt it honey, I doubt it, not for at least four or five days. As soon as you're done, we're going to take you home, so they don't take you for a second ride." We arrived at Carla's house, and her husband met us outside and said. "All the male members had arrived, and were stripped and ready, and the majority of female members and their husbands were there also, and we're ready as soon as she is." Carla said. "Keep them all inside the party room so we can get in without being seen, and give her time to get ready." He went back inside, and a couple minutes later, Carla stuck her head inside, and signaled me to come in. We went into her bedroom, and she said to strip down to my party outfit. I did as she said, and striped down to my black uplift bra, black garter belt, hose, 3" heels and hoop earrings. Carla said. "Smile, act confident and go with the flow. Party Time" She led me from the bedroom to the party room and opened the door, while holding me out of sight. "Gentlemen, ladies, and guests may I introduce our group's newest candidate for Queen Slut... Mistress Barbara," Carla said, as I entered the room. The male members were seated in cushioned folding chairs in the front of the room, and the female members and their guests were seated in a semi-circle in couches, easy chairs and folding chairs on the sides and rear of the room.

The men all stood up and knelt on one knee, bowed their heads with the palms of their hands upturned behind their backs, until Carla clapped their hands, and they stood up again, this time hopping, hollering and making derogatory comments about what they were going to do to me tonight while all the others applauded me. I could tell by the looks on their faces, that many female members and their husbands supported my endeavor, while a few others didn't think I was experienced enough to last the session, or to new of a member, to skip the right of passage to become a Queen Slut.

The majority of the husbands looked to be the macho type, or distinguished looking, not being the cuckold type that I envisioned, but a couple of them were. As I stood in the center of the room, Carla came to my side and announced the procedures and rules of the night's activities. "All the men's cocks range from 9" to 13". The participants with 9" will start the initiation, and that their being four with that size, they would begin alphabetically, and proceed to the next larger, 10, 11, 12, and 13". There would be no time limit for each member, but he must withdraw and terminate for the night upon ejaculation in or on her. The candidate will receive no rest breaks, except for the time it takes while the members are exchanging places, she may take a toilet break, but only with a Queen and male member as escorts to witness, and for drinks of water only.

No member or guest may physically interfere with the candidate or her partner. Verbal comments from the viewing area are permitted." At least they were seated according to size, and after I lost count of how many I had to go, I could looked to the right of the empty chair, and tell how many I had left to initiate me. "Any questions?" Carla asked everyone. There were none. Carla said. "Aaron, start the initiation please.

Aaron stood and approached me. He knew he would be the first to have me and he already had his cock primed and ready, but he said. "Suck it slut, taste my cock before I feed it to your black cock loving cunt." If I passed this initiation into becoming a Queen Slut, tonight, it would be the last night anyone would treat me with disrespect, I said to myself. His 9 inches was easy to suck, and I remembered the last bit of advice Carla gave me. "Use your mouth, cunt and ass to apply pressure to the head of their cocks, this will make them cum faster." I did as Carla advised, and within two minutes of sucking Aaron's cock, he shoved it into my cunt. He started off slowly for about two minutes and then began to increase his pace, but he didn't last long, as I used my well conditioned pussy muscles to get him to unload quickly.

When he withdrew, he looked and commented to the men on the far right chairs. "Damn she's tight. I feel sorry for her when she has to take-on you guys." I thought, that was quick, as long as I don't over-work my cunt muscles and they don't physically or mentally wear me out with orgasms or the hard pounding of their cocks and bodies. Eventually, there were only three more left, and I soon found out they would be the most difficult for me. They had 12" and 13" of hard, pussy fucking cock meat, Each of the three remaining cocks were longer and thicker than their predecessors including James, and my pussy muscles would be useless as their cocks stretched my cunt and muscles beyond imagination. They were making me more tired and exhausted than the previous 10 had. I tried to find some pleasure in the screwing they were giving me, but it was hard but not impossible. I made my mind and body go with the flow, and finally it was over. I survived the initiation and took them all without saying "Uncle" or passing out. I would soon be the fourth Queen Slut.

I received accolades from each of the members and guests, before Carla ushered me out of the house and to her car for a ride home. She reminded me that the crowning ceremony would be in two weeks, and it would be mine to keep along with a gold plated pendant at their next meeting and that it was expected that I wear the crown and pendant at the beginning of every meeting, and that I could remove the crown after the party officially started.

Also that from now on, I was the one that could select any male member for sex, and not the other way around. If a guy wanted me, he would have to request it through one of the princesses. I said. "There's four guys I won't be picking for a long time, that's for sure. The first guy and the last three." we both laughed. We arrived at my house, and I got out with an aching body and a very sore and swollen cunt. I wanted to take a hot soothing bath, but when I went into my bedroom to prepare, after I finished undressing, I flopped down on the bed and fell asleep.

I woke up a little after noon and felt rested but sore and my body still ached. I took some pain relievers and cleaned-up, showering off all the dried cum and sweat from the night before. I didn't relive much of the evening's activities, as there was only that I got fucked, and fucked and fucked, over and over again by thirteen black bulls. I began to think about David, and thought it time that I told him that I met and fucked a black guy, and that I thought about seeing him on regular basis. I sent him an e-mail that afternoon, and I would soon find out how he felt about me having inter-racial sex.

I then called Carla and told her how I felt. She said she would come over the next day and give me a soothing massage, and then after, maybe we could enjoy some gentle, relaxing sex. I told her that sounded good, and said goodbye. I then called James and thanked him for preparing me the past few weeks to pass the initiation last night, and to thank Cory and Nate also for the rehearsal. He said, "Appreciation accepted. You went from a 'wanna- be' slut to Queen Slut in a few short weeks. "Do you still want to be my slut? "Do you admit that only a black man has the expertise and equipment to sexually satisfy a woman? "Do you find black men sexually superior to white men, including you David? "Do you give black men exclusive rights to your pussy, to your body, to use and share with others as they see fit? "Do you agree to having David, only orally please you for sex, clean you and your lovers up orally after sex?" I said, yes to all of James' questions. He was making me feel like a true slut, and all his talk was making my sore pussy horny for his big black cock already. I was crossing the line to the "Dark Side" of sexual servitude for black men, and for my own indulgences also, and could not see my ever re-crossing it again.

I got up the next day, did some minor house cleaning, went shopping, and planned on visiting some inter- racial chat sites when I got home. I first opened my mailbox. I usually delete everything, as its just junk mail or spam, but today I seen that David responded to the e-mail, that I sent yesterday. I was eager to see what he had to say about me screwing a black guy, and that I was seeing him regularly, and I was also very apprehensive. He said he was glad I experienced someone of a different race. He had a myriad of questions of me. I thought about how to answer his questions. Lie to him outright, tell him half-truths, or be totally truthful with him. In ten years of marriage, I don't believe we had ever lied to each other, and I thought our marriage was strong enough to tell him the truth, a little at a time, if it wasn't strong enough, I thought I could change my ways.

Q. How long have you been seeing him? A. About 4 weeks. Q. Was he was well-hung? A. Yes, 11" Q. Was he long lasting and had staying power? A. Yes. Q. Does he shoot big, thick loads of cum as they say? A. Yes. Q. Do you think I can compete against him as a good lover? A. Possibly. Q. Have you fucked any of his friends? A. Yes, 2 Q. Do you still love me? A. More than before. You allow me to experience others, when your not available.

I clicked "Send", and said to myself. "Well, we'll see what he has to say now." it won't be Truth or Consequences, it will be Truth and Consequences now. Carla arrived at 1:00pm. I told here about David's e- mail, while he gave me a massage, and I told her what I wrote in response. She said. "It was about time you're being truthful with him, you need to be more open with him about your new sexual activities, but feed him little bits of information at a time, give him time to think about it, and to savor it. If he asks for more information, like he did in his e-mail, he's a wanna-be cuckold, if he says, 'How could you? You're a slut! Don't you love me?' questions like that, then he's a reluctant or unwilling cuckold." I said. "I hope he's a wanna-be cuckold, I don't think I could give up being blacked. I'm to much into it now." "Go back to those inter-racial chat rooms, and count how many white guys are there who want to see their wives or girlfriends have sex with a well endowed black guy, and be cuckolded by them.

Even guys who are unattached, seek women there, who will dominate them with a black guy. Many even pose as a black guys, or wives and say how to they would treat the husband and make them submissive to their dominate pleasure. There are plenty of sites loaded with wanna-be cuckolds. And cheating wife and cuckold stories are written more by them, than any others." She said. "I'll look into it." I said. "And I'll let you know what he say's in his e-mails, before I answer them, so you take help me to reply to them in the right way." "All this cuckold talk has made me horny, are you ready for some gentle girl-to-girl loving?" Barbara said. "Ok, some loving and gentle sex." I purred. This is the kind of sex I enjoyed also, especially with Barbara, whose body closely mirrored mine. James called me Wednesday, to say he wanted to take me out to one of his favorite clubs for "Ladies Night" on Thursday. He said that I wouldn't be having any sex with him or anyone else, but that didn't mean that he didn't what me do dress like his slut. He said to wear a revealing halter that shows off plenty of cleavage, with maybe ¾'s of my breasts exposed, a skirt or dress no longer that mid-thigh, no panties, garter belt and heels, but to keep my make-up normal, that he didn't want me looking like a whore, just a slut for his black cock. He told me where I could buy what I needed, and that he would help for it. I told him, I would be glad to get out.

He said he would be over at six o'clock and they would leave at eight. I hadn't received a e-mail since Monday, and no phone call either. I began to worry that he had misgivings about me fucking a black guy after what I sent him on Monday. Maybe I told him too much, to soon? I thought. James arrived shortly after 6:00pm Thursday, and I told him thanks for his help in passing the initiation for Queen Slut, and about what David said in his e-mail, and what I told him in response.

Also that I had expected another e-mail or phone call from him by now, but that I heard nothing yet. James said. "He's probably involved in a on-going mission, and you'll hear from him when he gets time." "I hope he doesn't have second thoughts about seeing me having inter-racial sex with someone now that I made his fantasy a reality." I said. "Whatever his thoughts may be, they couldn't come close to the fact, that his wife is now a slut for black cock, and he won't realize it until he sees you begging for big black cocks to fuck you like you've been accustomed since he's been gone." He said. "Whenever someone calls me a "slut for black cock", it creates a tingle in my pussy, and makes me feel like I've crossed some kind of boundary which used to be taboo, but now seems so normal." I said. "Well lets go, and I'll show you where it is more normal than taboo." He said. It was a large club, of about 200 seats, and it was three quarters full and it was only 8:30. What got my attention was that their were about forty white men, seated at the tables with white women who I imagined were their wives and their black lovers.

The husbands and wives looked like what you'd find in a average suburban neighborhood, with the wives being short, tall, slim, fat, plain and gorgeous, not unlike the clubs we visited a couple of weeks ago. As we scanned the crowd, they were checking me out, from some of the closer tables and the couples walking past us. They undoubtedly knew that I was newly blacked wife, and my black lover had brought me here to show me off and to view the black-white cuckold lifestyle that I would be involved in.

I felt self conscious about having so much of my boobs and nipples on display, and not so much about my equally short skirt which exposed my thighs and ass if I should bend over to much. As we surveyed the crowd, my cell phone rang, it was David calling. I tugged on James' arm and told him. He told me to answer it, and ushered me to the rear of the room where the hip-hop music and noise wasn't so loud, and I answered it keeping the mouthpiece covered. "Hi honey, how you doing, you staying safe for me?" I said. "Yeah, the action has died down since before I got here. We're mainly searching for insurgent cells, that have been laying low and routing them out, but it's pretty slow going, but I called to find out more about what your doing." He said. "What do you want to know?" I replied and held my breath. "How do you like inter-racial sex, now that you've tried it?" "I like it, I like it very much." "How long have you been into it, when did you first try it?" "I wouldn't say that I've been into it, but I met James a couple of weeks after you left for Iraq." "So did Derek develop your interest in black guys?" "Why all the questions, you said you wanted me to continue swinging after you were gone.

You having second thoughts now, that I've had another black guy?" I said, as I tried to keep my voice at a normal level. "No, not at all," he said. "I just wish that I could have been there to witness him sliding his eleven inches into your white pussy, did you take it all? I bet the color contrast of your bodies was awesome." "Yes, I took it all, but barely, and he didn't fuck my pussy... he fucked my cunt." "Oh, are you becoming a slut now! He laughed. "Just satisfying my body's need for sex, that's all." "Where do you go to have sex, his place, our place?"

"At his place, our place, in our living room, our bedroom, our bed." "Wow." He said. "You've been busy, he must give you so great sex, eh." "Yes, he's very good." I teased. "Are you at one of his black clubs now, I hear music and people in the background." I was shocked and surprised that he could hear the talking and music in the background, I though my hand was covering the mouthpiece rather well. "Yeah, it's ladies night, he's cheap, he's in the army too."

"Have fun. Send me e-mails of how you met him, the details of all the sex you have, etc., if I can't be there to watch you two having hot sex, at least let me read about it and get off on it through masturbation." "You pervert," I laughed. "I hope you choke on your own cum." "Ok, send some pictures and videos too, bye." I couldn't believe it, he actually condones my having inter-racial sex with James, and was encouraging me to continue, and to keep him update on my trysts'. I told James about what David said. "Good, he wants you to become a slut for black guys. Tell him everything, from how we met, up to attending the Cuckold Club, but call it Carla's Inter-racial parties or Zebra Club parties.

Don't mention my training you for, or becoming a Queen Slut yet. We've got to feel him out on this, to see how far he wants to take this. At least you don't have to worry about our relationship anymore, he relishes it, now lets enjoy ourselves. We would sit at two tables with a black guy, the white wife and her cuckold husband, I would dance with James as he would grab my covered ass frequently and raise my short skirt and expose my naked ass to anyone who was watching us. When he talked to the black guys and the white wives, he would steer the conversation towards their relationship.

After listening to them, he would slip the wife a card, when the black guy wasn't looking. When I had a chance to ask him later if he was looking for my replacement, now that I was a confirmed black cock slut and a Queen Slut? He said. "Just scouting for possible candidates for Carla's Cuckold Club. They're not here every night. Sometimes she's getting fucked at home with cucky watching, sometimes they have to work, sometimes nothing is going on. I try to check the clubs whenever I can on ladies night, and weekends for possible candidates." "What about that one over there, she's as attractive as the others in the club?" I said. "I selected her already, she's just waiting to be voted in," he said. "Ok Tonto," I said. He laughed.

He then introduced me to some of his friends and told me he would share me with them sometime. I said. "That would be fine, but you needn't be there too." I purred. "I didn't train you to be bitch, just a slut, remember that." He laughed. The next day, I called Carla and told her about David's phone call. "That's marvelous." She said. "He wants to be a willing cuckold to you and your black lovers, I'm sure of it, but feed him information slowly and keep it erotic until he tells you to go for being a Queen Slut, then you can put the blame on him, if he can't handle it." "Ok, we'll see what happens," I said.

James came by the next night, and we spent the week-end fucking, sucking and talking. He asked me, "Who are you considering to be your Black Master my queen?" "My Black Master?" I asked. "Each Queen Slut has selected a Black Master, to basically be her main lover and protector in the club. So who are you going to pick." He said. "Well, I guess I'll have to select you, since I don't know the others well enough yet, even though there may be a better lover in the group than you, and you do have intimate knowledge already of what I like and don't like," I answered. "Well as the newest Queen Slut you'll have first pick of the man you want to fuck you first, but at the succeeding parties, the most senior queens will pick their man, and then the remaining men will have their pick of the remaining princesses, as long as they didn't have the same ones the prior week." He said. "It seems fair to me," I said. "Most women will have three or four men in a evening, and the majority of them will invite one or two men home with them for additional sex with the hubby participating." James said. "With the husband participating?" I asked. "To serve as cuckold; to serve them food and drinks, turn down the bed, to orally stimulate the wife or her lover for sex, clean them up afterwards, or just watch. It all depends at what level of cuckold the husband is at.

They may want to, or he may want to be; a voyeur, sissified, humiliated, or bi cuckold. What type of cuckold do you want David to be," he said. I thought about it, and then said, "A bi cuckold, I'd like to see him suck your cock, and those of others, and take your big loads down his throat and on his face.

If I decide later to apply humiliation or sissify him, it will be a good starting point, and easier to train him." James said, "You've come a long way, in a few short weeks since I met you, or have you always been like this?" "No, I think I developed this way, after seeing the cuckold husbands at the club. They really like to see their wives getting fucked by other handsome, well-hung guys, and being submissive to their wives, and the wives are free to have sex with anyone outside of their marriage as she chooses," I answered. "But, how do you plan to train David to be a bi- cuckold, he may just want to be a voyeur?" He said. "You and Carla can help, by reading his e-mails with me, and see if you can read between the lines, is he saying more than he says? I'm more turned-on by him maybe wanting to be a cuckold of any kind, than by the sex I'll be having," I said. "The pictures and videos that I took already, have a date stamp on them, so we'll have to take new ones since he called you. Tell him we took them especially for him to jerk-off to, if that's what he want them for, and not to show to his buddies." James laughed. "Ok, when do you want to do it?" I said. "I have a busy week at work this week, and you have your crowning next weekend, and you'll probably be sore or sated for a few days after, the following Friday should be good," he said.

During the week, I visited a few chat sites, like Carla said, and what she had said was true. On the site of 179, 55 were white men who wanted to be cuckolded, wanted to know how to introduce their wives to interracial sex, wanted to role-play being the cuckold or were being actively cuckolded. Of couples on the site, 75% were men. I could only imagine how many were posing as women and black men there and were actually beating off while chatting. I sent my first e-mailed detailed description to David of how I first met James, and why he became by steady lover, and hope he's still hot to hear more. On Saturday, I was ready for my crowning, and had already thought about who I would select as my four or five studs for the evening.

I dressed similar as the initiation and James picked me up at 8:00pm. James said, "I really get off on these parties. It's a real orgy of black men and white wives sucking and fucking, while the husbands just sit quietly and watch and talk among themselves. I really put it to the husbands by having them watch their wives sucking my cock, while standing right in front of them, so they can see up close those sweet lips and mouth taking my big black cock and hear their sucking sounds, and then fucking their cunts with all eleven inches, as they ooh and aah and tell me how good my cock feels."

"You're really a sadistic bastard, are you going to treat David like that?" I said "Tell David that I'm a sort of dominate guy, and that's one reason you like me, and that other wives have said that I tend to dominate their husbands also. It will give him something to think about before we meet. If you want to see him suck my cock, he'll be more submissive if he's somewhat prepared," he said. "I'd like to see go bi, like me but I don't think he's the type," I said. "We'll see in his e-mails or when he gets home," James said. We got to the party early, as it didn't kick-off until 9:00pm, so I had time to look around and socialize. All the members stripped down to their party clothes, so after arriving, I did also. The male members were stripped down, exposing what they had for us, the women wore their skimpy lingerie, showing-off their baby smooth cunts, and the husbands remained completely dressed at their wife's side, as they talked to other wives and their soon to be lovers.

Most of the male members had their arms around the wives waist, or were kissing them, but nothing more, just showing the husbands that their wives belong to them now, and that all they could do was watch. Several men tried to persuade me to pick them to be their lover sometime during the night. I just smiled and said their time would come. Aaron asked me also, but I gave him the coldest shoulder that I could muster. Carla pulled led me to her bedroom to get ready for the crowing, while the senior princess got everyone seated and quiet.

She and the other two queens donned their crowns and pendants and placed mine on a white satin pillow, and filed into the main room single file and stood in the center of the room. She made some opening comments and then summoned me to come in and kneel before her. I was welcomed with cheers and applause as I entered and took my place. Carla introduced me as another white wife who had discovered that black men were the most superior lovers, as only they were capable of providing us white wives as well as other women of the sexual pleasure that we deserve.

While some white men exceed the average for their group, and can't compete in all ways. The contrast of a black man's and a white woman's body, the dominate nature of the black man lets the woman know that he's in charge and he will protect her, and that his potent sperm can make her have his child, anytime that she is fertile. She then said that as a member, that my cuckold husband is expected to allow full access of her black lovers to my body and home without exception, and if requested, to perform any duties expected of him or forfeit all sexual contact with me, until he submits to fully to my requests. She then swore me into the club and gave my vows, which I signed and that David would sign when he attended his first party with me. It can be viewed at Cuckolds Wives & Bulls, I was then crowned "Queen Slut Barbara" with a cushioned brass crown with thirteen individual cocks around the base, with a thin stream of pearly white cum (nail polish) running from the cock head half way down the shaft, representing the thirteen black cocks that fucked and came in me.

I was then presented with the gold plated pendant, which Carla placed around my neck, saying that I was to wear it at all parties from beginning to end, to show that I was a Queen Slut, and that I was to be treated as such by everyone present. The male members were then told to kneel and bow their heads, until I selected my first lover of the evening, and then the party would begin. I picked Chad.

He was a enthusiastic lover and sported a ten inch love tool, that he used on me at my initiation. I knew that I would enjoy more tonight, because he would be my first and not sixth or seventh like the other night. He proved that he knew how to use his cock, and how I wanted to be fucked, and we went at it for almost an hour, giving me several orgasms, before he unloaded a creamy deposit in my cunt.

I knew that I would see him again for a private session, when James was not available or for a three or foursome. While we rested, I looked around the room and saw that each of my female members were engaged in some form of sexual activity from one or two black cocks pleasuring their bodies. It was a orgy of naked white wives and black men overindulging themselves in each others bodies.

Even though I had just cummed several times, I could easily have got myself off again on the scene before me. I would have to ask Carla or James if we could video the next party. I could only guess what David would think, if he saw me being ravished in that group. I stayed in the middle of the road for the rest of the evening, selecting three other men with ten and eleven inch cocks, seeing how they compared with James.

I wasn't looking for a replacement for James right then, but I knew he would get transfer orders sometime during the year and would be gone. Now that I had experienced better sex with black cocks, than with any of the swinging white men, I couldn't foresee going a week without having or seeing a big black cock fucking my pussy, ever. Carla told me before I left, that the next party wouldn't be for another four weeks, but that Janet, one of the queens, was having a party in two weeks. She said it was different from hers, in that the husbands were required to strip down, and that they could get themselves off with each other, or participate actively with their wife or her lover.

I asked her about making a video at the next meeting, and she said sure. She would give me one of hers to watch, before I left. James drove me home and stayed with me, until Sunday evening, fucking me three glorious times that afternoon. I went to bed and watched the party video that Carla gave me. Boy, was it hot, it was better than the orgy scenes in the Caligula movie, probably because it was black men having sex with married white women. It was more erotic watching it, than being a participant, if that was possible. I was thinking that I should send it to David, I would tell him that Carla knew of my interest in James, and gave me the tape to review, hoping I would join the club. I knew I would send it to him to get his reaction.

I masturbated to the scenes on the video, and went to sleep. The next morning I checked my e-mail and I saw that David sent me another e-mail. I called Carla and told her what he said. He asked if I had taken any pictures and video of me and James having sex yet. I told him no, that James was going to have good quality pictures and video taken this weekend by his friend and that I would send them on Monday. I told him about Carla wanting me to join her Zebra Club and what it was all about, and that I was attaching video clips of her parties. I asked him to let me know honestly if he thought we should join, and what he thought about me having inter-racial sex.

Carla said we would probably know in the next two e- mails if and what type of cuckold he would be, if not, that I would have to ask him outright. James called me Wednesday night, and said that he booked a hotel room for Friday and Saturday and that Nate would take the pictures and video. I asked why we don't do it here at the house and in his bed?

He said that it might be to much of a shock and insult to him, we don't want him to think that your using your house to entertain all my friends there too. He said that he wanted the video to be so hot, so as to show him how beautiful and sensuous a wife he left behind to be sexually pleasured by other men. I want you to be very vocal in the video. Let him hear you tell me how good sex is with me, how much you enjoy sucking and fucking my bigger black cock, and how I make you have quicker, bigger, and more orgasms than you ever had with any other man. He'll know that we're making the video especially for him and we want to plant the seed. "Is she just saying those things because she knows I'm listening," or "does he really bring out the slut in her, is he really a better lover than she has ever had before?"

On Thursday, I received David's e-mail. He said he thought that all the wives were such sluts for behaving so brazenly with those black guys while their husbands just sat there and watched them be taken by several black guys was... better than their other swing club adventures. He said, yes, sign us up for membership.

He didn't know there were so many good looking wives in the area, especially those interested in having sex with black guys. He said he couldn't wait to see me involved in a orgy like that, and asked me about sending the video and pictures of me and James, I wrote him back saying that the husbands weren't the normal voyeur type we met at Carla's other parties. They're cuckolds, willing cuckolds to be exact. They want to be dominated or submissive to their wife and their lover's.

They not only watch their wives have sex with other men, but prepare the wife and house for their lovers; dressing the wife, turning down the bed covers, serve them drinks and assist them in having sex. They orally stimulate the wife and her lover prior to their having sex, and clean them up orally after sex. This club is really for hard core swingers. There is no, I'll do this, but I won't do that. So think hard about we're getting into, and what's expected. I also told him that I would send the video on Monday. I sent my response to him. If he answered right away, his answer would be no, if he answered after a few days, his answer would be yes.

On Friday, I took extra care with my make-up, making myself look sensuous, but not slutty, making the most of my almond shaped eyes and full lips. Again I wore my black garter belt and stockings which turns-on James so much, black uplift bra, 3" heels, and my pastel blue evening dress with a slit on the left side to mid thigh, and cut low showing more than half of my breasts, which David loves so much.

Nate was already at the hotel suite when we arrived, and he began video taping as soon as we were in the room. We held each others bodies tightly, our hands exploring each others bodies, while removing the other's clothing and kissing each other with open mouths and our tongues probing the other's for a full ten minutes. I then said that I wanted to suck his big, thick, beautiful cock. I lowered myself to my knees and took his already hard cock and huge balls in my hands, as I savored its taste with my mouth and lips running from the head along the shaft to the base several times and then licking and sucking on his balls, all the while periodically looking into the camera, as I pretended that it was David that I was looking at with lust in my eyes for my lover's cock.

I then looked at James' cock head-on, opened my mouth and lips, and took all 11" down my throat, five times before pausing to looking at the camera again, with a look of haughtiness on my face. I then worked my mouth and lips on the head and first four inches to make him cum, which he did after five minutes, shooting two wads of his thick white cum into my mouth, and three or four wads on my face. Again I faced the camera with a look of satisfaction on my face, opening my mouth wide to show the cum in my mouth and on my tongue, as James used his cock to spread the remaining cum all over my face. We took a break while James got up to par again, and I applied fresh make-up and got ready for the next scene of James and me fucking.

Nate took some great shots of James and me fucking straight, doggie style and in the cowgirl positions. He concentrated on James' cock stroking my pussy with all 11", showing me taking it all and begging for more, and the look on my face in several scenes, of me begging, yelling and screaming in ecstasy, while looking at the camera, to the pleasure his cock was giving me. Again we took a break for us to freshen up, and Nate placed a new tape in the camera, as he and James would both take me at the same time, making a Oreo sandwich of me. After I took James and Nate, I alternated with them both for the next two days and reviewed our video and pictures that we had taken for David. We couldn't agree on what to cut, so I decided to send the complete video of me and James via e-mail in parts, and I sent them the next day.

Thursday I received a e-mail from David, he would have seen my comments about Carla's Zebra Club and about their cuckold husbands, and he would have watched me having sex with James. I thought it would be a 70/30% chance that he would change his mind about joining the club, and a 50/50% chance that he would continue allowing me to have sex with James.

I opened the e-mail. It was quite long for him, but it answered all the questions that Carla, James and I had about my husband's position on my having sex with James and his position on being a cuckold. He wrote; "Your video was certainly first class xxx porn.

You, James and the cameraman, all could of have received an award. It made me feel like I was there watching, especially with the close-up shots of you sucking his cock and you looking at the camera, and of him spreading your once tight pussy with his huge cock. I hope your still seeing him when I get home so that I can see you do it again live. When I first suggested to you that we should try swinging, I fantasized about seeing you in scenes like that. Too bad for me that you didn't get into inter-racial swinging before I left." "We've always been sexually open with each other and swinging and having an open-marriage hasn't affected us negatively yet and I hope it won't in the future. As for me being a cuckold and being submissive to you and James or someone else. I've been in a leadership role most of my military career.

My superiors tell me what they want me to do, and I tell my men what to do. I've read a lot about cuckolds in the past few days, and the only difference between what I do now and being a submissive cuckold is that I won't be telling someone else what to do. "As to orally pleasuring or cleaning James or any of your other lovers, I've had bi experiences in my younger years, and though I didn't much like sucking cock, I did like the taste of their cum and them getting me off. I'm still alive and it didn't kill me to suck their cocks. It may be humiliating to those outside of the club, but it will accepted among the other husbands, their wives, and their lovers. "Most marriages break-up due to finances and sex.

Our finances are fine and I intend to keep our sex life, alive and well also. I hope you don't think any less of me because of what I'm saying, but I want to keep our sex life strong. Yes, I will be your submissive cuckold in our sex life, but we'll keep the status quo in all other aspects of our marriage. I want you to be sexually satisfied first, my needs will always be second, that's why I suggested we try swinging with others." "Ok? Let me know what you think." Wow, I read and re-read the second paragraph about five times and I still couldn't believe what I was reading. I had to call Carla.

This was really breaking news, and I didn't really know what to do next, she had called the shots so far and had been right on everything. Carla recommended I send three inter-racial and three cuckold sites to David for him to view, to get a better insight as to what to expect. She said to let him know that I never thought he would be so open minded. She also asked if it would be ok to give David's e-mail address to a few of the cuckold husbands, so they could tell him how much they are into their lifestyle. I did as Carla said, and asked him to be specific as to what type of cuckold would be off limits to him and what he wanted from the lifestyle that we were entering into.

David wrote me back two days later, again shocking me with some new revelations which I was never aware of. He wrote. I first started having thoughts about inter- racial sex when I went to a bachelor party two years age and seen a porn movie featuring a white wife and a black salesman having sex. I thought it was the hottest thing that I ever saw, and I began thinking about it every day. I started seeing you in my fantasies, caressing, kissing, sucking and fucking a well endowed black stud, and I started surfing web sites for inter- racial sex and white wives talked about cuckolding their husbands, and husbands who wanted to be cuckolded by their wife. I began researching those sites also, and found out there were many types of cuckolds and cuckold lifestyles. I was a wanna-be cuckold and wanted to be a willing cuckold. As I learned more about being cuckolded, I found that I wanted to be a voyeur cuckold, that I wanted to know how you'd act with another man having sex with you.

When we became swingers and I seen another man's cock exposed to me, as it fucked you, I wondered what it would be like to suck it and taste cum again, after it had your cunt juices covering it, and I wanted to try bi sex again, adult style. I found the thought of being cuckolded by you a aphrodisiac, even though there would be a bit of jealousy and humiliation incurred on my part. You're a very beautiful and sensuous woman. I haven't lost any of my desire for you, but I have lost my sexual imagination about you sexually that I had in the first few years.

Now I need something new to put that spark back in sex, and being cuckolded by you is probably the next step. I'm not hoping to have you taken from me by some unknown lover, I love you, and I'm trying to take the steps necessary to have a fulfilling marriage, and for us to live together forever. If you haven't done so already, sign us up for the club, I believe it's something I need. I wrote him back and told him that I signed-up for the club, and upon me completing the first meeting, I would become a princess of the club, and when he completes his first meeting, he would become a willing cuckold guest member.

I also told him of Janet's parties, whereas at Carla's parties, where the husbands could only sit and watch, at Janet's parties they would be used there as they would used at home, to please the wife and her black lover. Half of the men, women and husbands were from Carla's parties and half I never met, but they were into the more extreme cuckolding, and the men are all a lot younger. I'll have to see if I can get invited to Janet's next party, and get first hand information on what goes on there. Maybe while I'm there, I'll see if I can get speared by some of the new young black studs. Would you like me to sign-up us up for her parties too? I'm really not surprised that you found watching inter- racial sex such a turn-on. The first time I had sex with James, I had incredible multiple orgasms. I thought it was because it was my first huge black cock, or the sight of his black cock entering my white pussy, but I had the same multiple orgasms with his friends who had 8 or 9" cocks. I think it may be the color contrast of our bodies and gentiles and that they can seem more dominate, which a woman needs sometimes.

Anyway, given a choice between having a black lover or a white one, I'd have to choose black. I'm hooked on black now seeing that you approve. I was holding back before, so that I could give it up if I had too when you came home. I agree with you though, about cuckolding you only during sex and not in the other parts of our marriage. Meanwhile James and I will scheme on how we should best cuckold you, so send me what's off-limits and we'll consider it, so that so we don't include it in your training, ha, ha, ha. I called Janet and got invited to her party the next week and I asked if I could take a video to send to David and she said sure.. James and I spent Friday through Sunday together and we discussed David's coming out of the closet about inter-racial sex and cuckolding.

He said David would be sure to ask for more videos and pictures, and that we should send videos of Carla's and Janet's parties, and of me getting blacked and servicing three guys at a time to show him how much of a slut for black cock his wife has become. I asked James to take me to Janet's party, but he said he was going to take advantage of the night off, to go out with the guys, and besides he said he would probably get jealous watching me have sex with those young studs. "Now I've got two cuckolds to subjugate. I never knew I had such power," I said. James said, "Your now a Queen Slut remember?" We laughed. Carla and her husband volunteered to take me to Janet's party, and she said her husband would shoot the video if I became involved with someone. We arrived at Janet's house, and again I was in awe, as the wives were again beautiful and sensual, the black men were young and well built, and the husbands didn't look like the type to be cuckolds. We went into Janet's bedroom to undress and then joined the others. We had fifteen minutes before the party started so we mingled around with the others, and I talked with some of the husbands to get their view on their cuckold status and duties that they to perform at the parties. Again the room was filled with black and white naked bodies, awaiting for pleasure and to give pleasure. I talked and videoed Edward and he told me that it was his idea for his wife to take a black lover, because he only had a 6" cock, and he knew that she would have more and better orgasms with a bigger cock than his.

He said he knew the odds of finding a bigger cock for her were less with a black guy than a white one. She finally relented as long as she stayed on birth control. After she had her first said sex with a black guy's big cock was better than she ever had before. Her first black lover suggested she attend one of Janet's party's. Most of the young black guys were arrogant and domineering, and liked to show-off to the wives what submissive wimps we were. It was hard to swallow, but as long as I was in the company of the other willing cuckold husbands, it soon became easier to submit to their demands.

I talked to three other husbands, and though their reasons for joining were all different, they all accepted their role as cuckold wimp husbands. I told them about my husband, and they said he'll fit into the group nicely, considering what he told me. I checked out the black guys there, and Janet said they were all young, from 18-28 and had 8-9" cocks. She said the youngest was brought into the group by his brother. They love fucking the wives of white men, and having them swoon over them in front of their husbands, and they love to rub it in to the husbands that their own wives prefer to have sex with them, because their young, black, well-endowed, shoot more cum and can fuck them for hours. Also their more dominate with the husbands. I definitely wanted to try 2 or 3 of these young studs tonight before I left. The party started, and I started taping the activities. The majority of the husbands were almost immediately brought into play by the wife's black lovers, having them suck cock, eat pussy or kneel with their face inches away as their wife sucked the black spear before them. A few of them shot their hot creamy loads of cum on the husbands face to further humiliate them. Others were making the wives profess their need and love for black cock as the husband sat and watched and listened. I filmed the activities for at least a hour and a half, making sure that I got the husbands in the picture to make sure that David was aware of what is expected and how he would be used.

Now I was ready for some of that young black cock for myself and I wanted that 18 year old to be my first. He was about six feet tall, medium build but athletic and had a 9" cock. I waited until he was done pleasing one of the other wives, put the camera down and I moved in. While I waited for him to rejuvenate, I stroked and sucked his cock while we talked. He said his name was Andrew. I asked him, "How do you like being a young stud and being privileged to have all these hot housewives to fuck, while all your friends are dreaming about having one girl to fuck?" "Well somebody has to keep your cunts lubed. If your husbands could keep you satisfied in bed with a 6" dick, you wouldn't be looking for us black guys to do it for him right? My brother said you women love black cock after you've had it once, and can't get enough, and you love young black cock even better after you've had it," he said. "Well," I said. "I've been fucked several times by big black cocks, and black is better, but I'll have to let you show me that young black cock is better when you get it up again." "I'm ready now," he said, as he stood up and waved his almost erect nine inches in front of me. "Show me how much you love sucking black cock." I reached out with my hand. "No, not that hand. Your left hand. Only use your left hand, if your white bread husband were here, I'd want him to see his wife's hand with the rings that he bought wrapped around my big, hard, black cock," he directed. My left hand took hold of his member, my fingers just barely reaching around. I looked at my hand on his big phallus; I felt his life blood pumping through it. I began to stroke slowly... to pump it up and down.

My fingers caressing the purplish helmeted head, scraping the sensitive underside of the head. "I see you like my cock. You must or you wouldn't be cumming like you are," he said gently. "I am pleased you like it because it also means you want to suck it. Don't you? You've always wanted to suck cock haven't you? But most of all you've wanted to suck a Black one. Think about it. Be brutally honest with yourself. Isn't this true?" I could only nod my head in agreement. I didn't know why but I did want to suck his cock. I knew it was also true I had and always would want to suck a Black one. "Kiss the head of my cock. Feel the head penetrate your lips. Feel the helmet pass between your teeth... Suck on the head, wrap your lips around my cock, he motioned gently. Isn't the head in your mouth wonderful? Swirl your tongue around the head. Take a little more into your mouth. Let your tongue glide along its length. A hard cock in your mouth is good. You love it don't you?" I did as he said and it was as he said. It felt wonderful and I did love it as I licked and sucked and swirled my tongue around his cock. I tried to get as much of it into me as I could.

I choked as it touched the back of my mouth, my gag reflex kicking in. I stroked him with my left hand as I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, my tongue swirling around the head, my mouth slavering over his cock head, covering it with my saliva. I loved being controlled by men like James and Andrew and being told how to submit my body for their pleasure. It made feel like a total slut for black cock and yield myself to their pleasure. I worked on his cock for what seemed like was an hour and I felt his scrotum tighten in my hands as I rolled his balls with my fingers.

Without further warning his cock spewed forth a hot stream of gooey white liquid with a forcefulness that took me aback. I gagged as the load of cum splashed against the back of my mouth and the entrance to my throat. I pulled my head from his cock and received four more explosions of his cum in my face, up my nostrils, in my eyes and even my hair. "Uggghhh!" Cum flowed out of the head of his cock running down the side of his shaft over my hand, coating my wedding rings on the 3rd finger in a layer of sperm! I looked up at him with cum dribbling form my mouth on to my chin and then onto my tits. My face was covered in cum. "You are beautiful, to beautiful to waste yourself on puny white cock cocks, you truly deserve bigger black cocks, and a lot of them. I'm glad you discovered the joys of having a black cock fucking you. You're a lovely cock sucker," Andrew beamed. I wiped the cum from my face and licked it off my hands with my mouth and tongue.

Andrew told me to go clean-up and then we would continue, but I told him that I was ready for him now, and that I wanted to have his cum in me and on me until we were done. "Well get ready, this young black stud is going to take that pussy of yours to heaven," he said. And take me to heaven he did. As soon as I reacted with moans to the right rhythm, he maintained that rhythm, giving me multiple orgasms. I wanted this young buck to fuck me all night, but I had other plans for him.

I told him not to leave before seeing me later, and give me his phone number. I fucked two others, and they also were very good, but much more vocal. They would make mocking comments about David, wishing he was here to see me getting fucked by my favorite kind of cocks, big black ones, and have me tell him that he has nothing to compare to their big cocks. Andrew gave me his e-mail, home phone and cell phone numbers, and told me to call soon. I told him that I would call very, very soon.