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Interracial Bedtime Stories 2

Reluctant Wife

By Richard

At 55, Bob Mitchell was an unhappy camper! For the last six months, he
hadn't been able to keep an erection long enough to satisfy his young
wife. His dick would get hard, but wouldn't stay that way. At first
Viagra had helped, but now, even that potent drug no longer worked.

Sitting alone in his study, he was trying to think of when his problem
had begun. He knew what was wrong, but not how to do anything about it.
When sexually excited, his dick began leaking pre-cum, not only pre-cum,
but actual cum. As soon as this happened, he lost his erection. It
happened every time he tried making love to his beautiful wife. HuCho
was twenty years younger and built like a little Asian sex goddess.

Remembering four years earlier when he was recuperating from triple
bypass surgery. He had placed an inquiry in the want ads for a live-in
housekeeper. Bob was relaxing in the sun on the front porch when HuCho
had gotten out of her car that first time. Though she had an appointment
for an interview, he wasn't prepared for her youth and beauty. Before
their first words, he knew he would do, or agree to anything, if she
would only accept and stay.

Her voice was soft and musical, and her smile bright as a Summer day. In
a half hour of conversation, Bob loved her more than anything else in
the world. She was going to college for her Masters and needed a job
with flexible hours, a place to live and some money for expenses. I
immediately agreed to everything she asked.

She liked my large house and the fact there were two completely
furnished bedrooms. When I asked when she could start, she said, "My
clothes are in the car. All I have to do is carry them in and you have a
housekeeper."

The following weeks and months were like a dream of paradise. After more
than a month, she came to my bed one lonely night. By then, I was
physically able to gently make love to the sweetest person I had ever
known. I had been scared to make the first move out of fear of offending
her and maybe losing her forever. From that night forward, he could
never get enough of her body.

Later, he was forced to retire because his job had been physically
demanding. Now, with his pension and Social Security Disability each
month, he had nothing to occupy his mind and body. He was able to care
for himself, but HuCho continued living with him. She was as much a part
of his life as life itself. With no fanfare or ceremony, they were
married by a Judge at the County Courthouse. HuCho received her Masters
and almost immediately found a well paying job.

Bob was thinking. That's the day my problems began! Being home everyday
and bored to death was when I started browsing the Internet. Finding the
adult websites and reading sex stories day after day. Watching x-rated
videos while masturbating, and beginning to fantasize of HuCho fucking
another man was my downfall. Every story or movie, had a giant cock
fucking a small pussy while the woman went crazy with lust. The wife was
always better satisfied with a bigger cock than the small dick of her
husband. Bob knew his five inches fit that category and he came to
believe he must give his wife what she secretly desired.

Finding the cuckold sites reinforced his belief that he was depriving
his wife of true happiness. Clicking on the links of interracial
cuckolds destroyed him! He had found what his wife must have! He could
cum without touching himself, just by watching and reading of the huge
black cocks stretching those tiny pussy's. Not once did he read of a
woman that didn't want that black monster buried deep inside her body.
There were many instances of wives resisting what they secretly craved,
but all resistance evaporated once it was inside their pussy. Every
website said the same thing, so it must be true.

Constantly on his mind was the vision of his petite wife surrendering to
a black lover. Whenever he tried making love to her, this vision caused
his dick to leak a steady stream of cum and immediately go soft.
Masturbating during the day never prevented his problem in the evening.

Bob and HuCho talked of his problem many times and she knew Viagra
didn't work the way it was advertised. What she never knew was the real
problem and his warped fantasy. She thought something might be wrong
with her, but couldn't imagine what it could be. She knew one thing for
certain, she was horny as Hell! Bob was very good with his tongue, but
that got old fast. She wanted him to fuck her like he so often did before.

My friends warned this might happen, HuCho was thinking. Never marry a
man twenty years your senior, they said. Maybe they were right, but he
is so tender and kind, and she loved him dearly. Except for sex, she was
perfectly satisfied with their relationship. He had been talking weird
lately, though. Several times, after he had eaten her to climax, he had
mentioned her having sex with another man. Bob was the second man she
had ever slept with, so she didn't understand what he was talking about.

HuCho was in shock and speechless! Bob had shown her a dirty website
about black men having sex with women while their husbands watched! She
was disgusted beyond belief! "How could you show me such a thing? Is
that the kind of woman you think I am?"

"I'm sorry Honey. I was only thinking of you and your needs." Bob
apologized. "I know I can't satisfy you any longer and I just want you
to be happy. I may never get any better and I know you are already tired
of me eating you."

"So, you think watching me getting fucked by a black man is going to
solve all our problems? How can you be so stupid? Another thing, why in
God's name did you suggest a black?" HuCho asked angrily.

"Well, I thought if I was there, I could protect you if something went
wrong. The other thing, a black is supposed to be a more patient, better
lover. I wanted you to have the best, if you decided to accept." Bob
tried explaining.

"I'm not going to accept and I won't need your protection." HuCho stated
with finality.

"Okay, I'm sorry I brought it up, but will you do me one favor? Please?"
Bob asked.

"What favor?"

"Since you are already at the computer, please read these Blogs from
couples that have tried interracial sex. Just read what they say before
you scream at me." Bob asked. Bob knew what the Blogs said. He had been
reading them for months. Each and every one praised their husbands for
introducing them to the best sex of their lives.

To shut Bob up, HuCho read and looked at pictures for the next half
hour. She still couldn't believe all this was happening. All these women
must be crazy! How could so many accept another man while their husband
watched? Was there that much difference in Chinese and American culture?
Every husband professed love for his wife, so why would they let a huge
black man fuck them? Americans were definitely weird! "Okay! I don't
want to see any more." said HuCho. "Every American woman couldn't
possibly be like this. These are crazy people!"

"Oh, one last thing." HuCho said. "Just how big are these black dicks,
anyway?"

"I don't know. They're all different, but usually 9 or 10 inches,
sometimes 11. He answered.

"How many centimeters is that?" She asked.

"How do I know? I don't know anything about centimeters. We use inches.
Wait, let me get a ruler and I will show you." Bob suggested.

HuCho gasped when she saw the length he was telling her those women were
taking. "That's impossible! No man is that long, and if he was, no woman
is going to take all of it. Here look at this. See? Ten inches would be
above my belly button. A woman can't take something that far inside her
belly."

"Wait a minute!" Bob clicked to a saved website of well hung blacks.
"Look at this one! See! He has a ruler next to his dick and he is almost
10 inches long."

HuCho couldn't believe it, but it looked real! Was it possible blacks
were bigger and longer than she had ever imagined? If that's true, then
is it true a woman could take all his length? It didn't matter because
she was never going to find out!

After that evening, Bob shut up about sharing her, but magazines
suddenly appeared with well hung black men on the cover. She never
picked one up, but one night Bob brought a magazine to bed with him.

With her head on his arm, he was flipping through the book, looking at
the photos and reading the captions underneath. She tried not to look,
but that was impossible. Handing her the magazine, he said, "Honey,
while I'm eating you, hold this for me." Without another word, he
slipped down her body and placed his mouth over her throbbing, hungry pussy.

HuCho slowly looked at the photos of black men in different states of
arousal. Every one of them seemed to have a cock the size of her arm.
She had to admit Bob's tongue felt different, as she was excited more
and more from the photos of shiny black cocks. She tried to imagine one
of those forcing its way inside her vagina. Suddenly, Bob's tongue
flicked her clitoris at just the right moment and she saw stars as the
biggest climax yet coursed through her body.

Working each day for the next several weeks was the only way HuCho kept
her sanity. Bob was always after her to look at his special websites, or
filthy magazines. Finally, one slow day at work, as several of the women
were sitting around gossiping, HuCho blurted out. "Do American women
have boyfriends besides their husbands?"

The others almost fell out of their chairs laughing. Finally, Ethel
said, "Honey, without my special boyfriend, I would have divorced that
bum I'm married to, years ago."

Mary, the only black female of the group, said, "You know that young man
that parks our cars? Well, he parks his shoes under my bed every chance
he gets. Believe me, he gets plenty of chances!"

"I've got two that come visiting each time my Tom leaves town, and Tom
is a traveling salesman." Julie laughed. "Now, why would you bring that
subject up? You looking for a boyfriend? If so, I know some single guys
that would love a little thing like you."

"No. No. I'm perfectly happy with the man I have." HuCho explained. " I
was reading a magazine and there was a long article about infidelity. I
couldn't believe it was as widespread as the article said."

Laughing, Mary answered. "I don't know about widespread, but believe me,
I spread wide every time I can."

After that conversation, HuCho was more amendable to Bob's suggestions.
She attempted to see her husband's point of view. At last, she asked
him, "If I was to agree to what you keep talking about, how would you
even find a man to participate? You have somebody hid out in the garage,
or something?"

Bob almost fell over in shock! "We'll do it together, so there won't be
any surprises." Bob almost shouted from excitement. "First thing is to
place an ad on one of the adult personals. Then we just wait and screen
the answers."

"How will you know if he's clean, or not? What if he has a disease? How
do you know he won't be dangerous or a rapist?" She asked worriedly. She
hadn't actually said she would go through with this little escapade, but
Bob had gotten so excited, she didn't know how to burst his bubble
without hurting him terribly. Maybe, nobody would even answer the ad, or
all of them were unsuitable. She knew she could find something wrong
with each of them.

The second day after the ad was posted, there must have been a hundred
answers, with more coming in every hour. The answers without pictures
were deleted immediately, also answers from whites or Hispanics. Their
ad had specifically asked for a photo and blacks only.

Bob explained. "If they don't send a photo, they have something to hide.
If they're white or Hispanic, they're too ignorant to understand
English. That still leaves us about 60 answers to sift through." Sitting
together in front of the monitor, they began their search. It didn't
take long to delete more than 50 of the prospects as unsuitable. HuCho
found some small defect in the remaining hopefuls. Bob never gave her an
argument whenever she pointed out something she didn't approve of.

It was the third day before they received an answer HuCho couldn't find
a reason to reject. James was a handsome black, 28, well built and in
the military. His photo showed him naked, except for a towel. He stated
he had a thick, nine inch cock and could remain hard through multiple
orgasms.

At first, HuCho said he was too young. Bob reminded her she wasn't
looking for a boyfriend or husband. When she suggested he might have a
disease, Bob told her the military didn't allow soldiers to run around
with social diseases. She couldn't find any more excuses at the moment.

Bob sent an e-mail asking their most likely prospect for a more detailed
look at his lower body. HuCho nervously waited for his reply, not
knowing what else to do, or say. She felt trapped in a situation with no
way out. Why had she let this happen?

The reply finally came and he was more striking without the towel. His
huge cock was long and hard, sticking up at a 45 degree angle. His body
was a light chestnut brown, but his member was jet black with a dark
purplish head peeking through the foreskin. Staring at the photo, HuCho
felt a shiver of fear when she thought she might be fucked by that
monster. At the same time, she wondered if it was possible for her small
body to accept such a huge cock. The forbidden thought brought a feeling
of wetness between her thighs.

Events slowly edged forward, as the couple talked with James on the
phone. At first, HuCho refused to speak with James, but the constant
urging from Bob had her finally having their first conversation. She was
amazed at his deep, cultured voice. He won her friendship when he spoke
of his loneliness by being a thousand miles from home and family. She
knew the feeling and lived with it every day. It became a daily
occurrence for James to call each evening, speaking with Bob and HuCho.
The conversations slowly became more intimate and personal. James was
anxious to arrange a meeting, but HuCho continued finding excuses to
delay the inevitable.

Late one Friday afternoon, the doorbell rang and Bob jumped up to
answer. HuCho thought that strange, since he seldom liked answering the
door. Hearing him talking to someone, she thought it was a neighbor
coming to visit. Looking up as they entered the living room, she saw a
black man close behind Bob. Not recognizing James from his picture, she
was startled when Bob introduced him. Embarrassment and shame flooded
her face and she wished she could disappear into the sofa.

Seeing her embarrassment, James stepped forward and said. "I'm terribly
sorry for surprising you like this. The two of us decided this was the
only way we would ever meet. I see that was a bad mistake and poor
judgement on our part. I'll leave now, but let me again tell you how
sorry I am."

HuCho had gotten over her shock and surprise. Being the ever gracious
host, she answered, "No, please don't go. Since you're here, at least
stay for coffee. I was caught off guard, but, I'm okay now." Saying
this, she went to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee, leaving Bob
and James alone to plot their next devious move.

Leaning against the counter in the kitchen, HuCho's knees were so weak,
she could hardly stand. "Now, what do I do?" She mumbled to herself. A
dozen mixed up thoughts raced through her brain, but no solution short
of screaming at Bob and forcing James to leave. She decided it wasn't
the fault of James. Bob had placed the ad and James had answered,
believing he had found a consenting wife for sex. Everything was Bob's
fault! The only thing to do was be friendly and polite. Later, James
would leave when he saw she wasn't going to spread her legs for him.
That would be the end of a bad situation and never would she let
something like this happen again!

The next few hours seemed to pass very quickly, and suddenly it was time
to call it an evening. Bob had to open his big mouth and suggest James
stay over, sleeping in the spare bedroom. James had a weekend pass and
his overnight bag was in the car. HuCho thought he certainly came prepared!

The bath connected both bedrooms, and being a guest, James had first
call for the shower. A few minutes after the shower stopped, HuCho
thought James had vacated the room, neglecting to open their side of the
doors. Bob was dozing on the king size bed, so she entered the bathroom,
only to come face to face with a completely naked James! She gasped, as
her eyes were drawn like magnets to the huge cock swinging between his
muscular thighs.

"I'm sorry! I just finished shaving and forgot about being in here so
long." James explained.

Not knowing what to do, and unable to take her eyes from his pulsing
meat, HuCho stammered. "It's my fault. I should have knocked first."
Staggering away, her back hit the edge of the door frame.

Seeing the flash of pain on her face, James reached to steady her. HuCho
was off balance, and accidentally stumbled against his hard body. As his
arms encircled her waist, she was aware of his cock pressing against her
stomach. It seemed to throb and beat with a rhythm of its own! Backing
away, she could see his dick was already getting erect. Looking into his
eyes, HuCho could see desire and lust for her body reflected on his
face. She was scared to death, but at the same time excited from having
the power to excite a strange man in this fashion.

Taking her hand in his, he pulled her toward his bedroom. "No! I'm not
going in there with you." She hissed.

"Nothing is going to happen." James said quietly. "We need to talk
privately about your feelings and what you are willing to do, or not do.
I promise that is all I have in mind. After we talk and you still want
me to leave, I'll go immediately."

HuCho glanced behind her and saw Bob sleeping peacefully. Thinking there
was no harm in talk, and Bob only a few feet away, she let herself be
guided into the other bedroom. James had draped a towel over his manhood
as they sat on the bed a few feet from each other. It made her think of
a tent, except this tent was alive and dangerous.

"First, let me tell you how I feel. I have never known an Asian before
you. I don't remember even speaking to one before we talked on the
phone. I never realized how beautiful and petite you were going to be.
You're like a delicate doll that has to be touched carefully to preserve
their beauty. I'll tell you up front that I want to make love to you,
but not without your full permission. I would never harm or hurt you.
That, you must believe!

"Thank you for being honest and straight-forward with me. This was all
Bob"s idea and I let him talk me into his scheme. I don't think I could
ever sleep with a man other than my husband. You're very handsome and I
know you must be a tender lover, but I don't believe I can go through
with this." HuCho explained.

"I'll leave when you ask me to, but before that happens, at least feel
of what you are refusing. That would make me very happy, just to know
you didn't completely reject me." So saying, James took her hand and
placed it under the small towel.

HuCho jumped as if she had touched a red hot stove. Then, almost on
their own volition, her small fingers gently grasped his manhood. She
was surprised how velvety it felt, yet so firm and powerful. He removed
the towel, and she saw her fingers wrapped around the dark shaft. They
didn't come close to completely surrounding the huge monster. She
watched mesmerized, as a large drop of pre-cum appeared in the pencil
size hole of the large head. She resisted the strange urge to bend over
and lick it off.

James groaned as HuCho slowly stroked up and down the shaft. The large
drop rolled off the head and down the shaft, followed by another, then
another. Her hand was slick with his juices and this heightened his
pleasure, causing a steady stream of pre-cum to soak her tiny fingers.
His cock was throbbing and jerking, as he relaxed and let the electric
sparks shoot through his body.

James was nowhere near cumming, but the pleasure was intense and satisfying.

"I have to stop now. My hand is tired and we shouldn't be doing this,
anyway." HuCho whispered. "I need to shower and go back to my room." She
looked at her dripping hand and slowly pressed it against her lips,
tasting the tangy liquid. She closed her eyes dreamily and licked the
drops from her fingers.

As she started to rise, James put his hands around her waist and
effortlessly sat her on his lap. Her short gown had come up and his cock
was poking up between her thighs as she was set down. Looking down, she
could see the head sticking out as if she had a black cock of her own.
Sitting crosswise on his thighs, her breasts and hard little nipples
were at mouth watering level for his tongue and lips.

Struggling out of his grasp, she tried moving away, but his mouth had
already clasped onto one of her sensitive breasts. With one big hand
behind her back, he pulled her body into his hungry lips. His other hand
unbuttoned the front of her gown, opening it, and replacing his mouth
against her naked breast in one smooth motion. Reluctantly, submitting
to his advances, HuCho relaxed and enjoyed the erotic stimulation of
first one breast, then the other. She believed she had the power to stop
him at any pint of time.

At first, she wasn't aware his hand was gently stroking her inner
thighs. He couldn't reach her pussy for the shaft of his cock was
trapped between her legs and against her pubic mound. She had never
before been in such an erotic position.

Closing her eyes, accepting the wonderful feeling of his mouth on her
breasts and the pressure of his firm cock against her pubic area put her
in a dreamy area of sleep. She had never been so relaxed in her young
life. She came fully awake, when she felt herself on her back and her
legs being spread. She looked down, just as his mouth covered her pussy
and his rough tongue flicked against her clitoris. She jerked away, both
from surprise and sudden intense shock!

"No! No! You mustn't do that! Stop right now!" HuCho demanded.

James raised his head for an instant, saying, "Please! Let me give you
pleasure for a few minutes." Immediately, his mouth went back to the
magic of electrifying her pussy.

She tried to bury her hips in the mattress and get away from his tongue
before it destroyed her. It was no use, since her thighs were held as if
in a vise. Even as she struggled, his long, thick tongue was actually
fucking her. After his tongue deeply entered her, he would lick the
length of her inner lips, then twirl around the small hard clit. Her
body betrayed her, and her hips rose to meet his fucking tongue. HuCho
could feel her entire body getting hot and suddenly the heat was
unbearable. She forced her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming
out her orgasm. It was as if an electric current suddenly flowed through
her body, starting at her pussy and spreading outwards, until she was
totally consumed by fire.

Collapsing back on the bed, her body still twitched and shivered. James
finally removed his loving mouth and lay beside her. He held her closely
as she came down from the most exciting orgasm she had ever experienced.

At last, HuCho said. "Can I please go back to my room now? I can't stand
anymore tonight."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen, but you are so beautiful
and sexy, I couldn't resist tasting you. Goodnight, sleep well." James
answered.

When she rose, James was lying on his back with his huge member sticking
straight up, reminding her of a light pole. Stopping for a quick shower,
HuCho crawled into bed beside her sleeping husband. She couldn't help
but see his small, soft dick laying on his sac. Soft and flaccid, it
didn't look more than a couple of inches long. She couldn't help but
compare it to the huge cock she had just left. She felt a twinge of
shame when the thought crossed her mind. Going instantly to sleep, she
dreamed of James until she awoke with the sun shinning in her eyes.

Bob and James were already up and at the kitchen table drinking coffee.
The suggestion was made to drive down to Pensacola, lay in the sun and
enjoy the beach. Packing a cooler, they were off for a day of fun and
excitement. HuCho had never received so much attention from her husband
before. James seemed to find any excuse to place his hands someplace on
her sensitive body. Between the two of them, HuCho was kept in a state
of high arousal all day.

Late in the afternoon, they arrived home after a very enjoyable day
together. After having cold cuts for lunch and a shower, HuCho was ready
for a long nap.

"Honey, that bed is big enough for all of us. Why can't we all take one
together?" Bob asked. Without waiting for HuCho to object, he headed for
the bed, stripped bare ass naked, and got in first. Looking down at him,
HuCho dropped her clothes and crawled in next to him. Covering with a
sheet, she never thought about being in the middle if James came to the
same bed. She was giving Bob a fast kiss when she felt the bed give and
James was under the cover on the other side of her.

"Oh, No, You Don't! I'm going to the other bedroom!" HuCho exclaimed. "I
want to sleep, not spend the rest of the day defending myself from you two!"

"Just for a few minutes, honey." Bob begged. "A little petting and
touching won't hurt anything, will it?"

"Okay! But, only a few minutes!" HuCho agreed. Laying on her back she
reached for each of the men. Bob"s dick was hard this time, but her hand
engulfed its entire length. Her other hand grasped the giant cock of
James and it seemed to come alive, throbbing and pulsing like an angry
monster. How could there be such a difference in two men?

Bob slid his dick from her hand and moved toward the foot of the bed. He
spread her legs and began kissing her inner thighs, inching ever closer
to her horny pussy. Before she could protest, James had his tongue down
her throat and was kissing her passionately. At the same time, his hands
were tweaking her nipples to erection. Never had there been a man on
both ends of her body! It was incredible! James was sucking her breasts
and nibbling on her already sensitive nipples. The sensation seemed
connected to the tongue in her pussy. With the attention she was
receiving, it's no wonder she screamed out as her orgasm engulfed her.

Bob's tongue was replaced by the fingers of James. His palm circled her
pubic mound, while his fingers were spread and gently massaged the
surrounding area. At first, she didn't know when he stuck one of his fat
fingers inside her slick pussy. He was so slow and gentle, it was almost
like a caress. The very tenderness of the moment made her horny again.

Bob was taking turns, sucking her breasts or deeply kissing her. James
had moved farther up in the bed. She was so short, it was difficult to
kiss and almost impossible for his mouth to reach her delicious tits, if
he wanted to be in a position to fuck her. She wasn't aware of the
subtle shifts in position of the two men.

James was holding his throbbing cock in one hand as he rubbed it up and
down the dripping slit of HuCho's pussy. Never applying pressure for
fear of scaring her away, but still wetting his cock in preparation for
the tight penetration. He knew it was going to cause some pain, until
the walls of her vagina stretched to accept him.

HuCho couldn't understand what the large blunt thing was sliding up and
down between her pussy lips. She had been feeling the fingers and hand
of James and now this. Maybe, it was his fist. Bob was kissing her and
she couldn't see what was happening. Then it hit her! How stupid could
she possibly be? That was the head of that monster cock belonging to
James! He was preparing to fuck her and Bob was helping!

Before an objection could be formed by HuCho, she felt the bulbous head
of his cock positioned at the slick opening of her pussy.

James pushed gently at first, then harder as he met resistance from her
tight vaginal walls. Slowly her pussy yielded and the head of his cock
popped inside.

Bob was looking sideways as James attempted to fuck HuCho, and knew
James had gotten inside his wife's pussy when she suddenly bit down on
his tongue. Then, just as sudden, she tried to suck his tongue down her
throat. Bob was thinking, maybe he better suck her breasts, it was
safer. That's what he would do, as soon as he could reclaim his
stretched tongue from her throat.

When HuCho felt the huge head of his cock enter her tight hole, she
gasped silently onto her husband's tongue. Unconsciously, she sucked
furiously on the tongue in her mouth. She knew she was going to be
fucked by the largest cock she had ever seen. This is what she had
agreed to, from the constant urging or her husband. Releasing Bob"s
tongue, a moan escaped from deep inside her chest. She did not know if
it was a moan of pleasure or pain. It could have been a moan of despair,
and what she was allowing to happen to her body.

Bob lay his head of HuCho's chest and stared at the huge black snake
with its head buried in his wife's pussy. He couldn't believe her small
pussy was actually taking that into her body. His penis had went flaccid
from a steady stream of semen flowing from the tip. Never, would he have
ever believed watching his wife getting fucked could be so exciting.

Slowly, inch by inch, her pussy yielded to the huge invader, as he sank
further and further into her. At times, she almost cried out from the
pain of being stretched to the limit and the steady pressure of his
cock. HuCho accepted the pain as her punishment for letting this happen
to her body. He had about half his cock inside now and no man had ever
been deeper. From this moment forward, he was in virgin territory. James
pulled back and thrust forward, short strokes meant to give pleasure
without pain. Her pussy had already stretched to accommodate half his
powerful cock.

HuCho groaned again, but this time from intense pleasure. She didn't
realize she had only taken half and not the complete length of his
monster. She felt his thrusts become more forceful and he seemed to be
sinking deeper and deeper into her virgin body. Her pussy was so slick
and wet, he had no problem forcing his cock hilt deep. She finally felt
his heavy ball sac slapping against her ass. She felt his pubic bone
pressed against hers, as he stopped moving and gave her stretched vagina
a chance to adjust to this invasion of her most secret place.

Bob was amazed when James finally fed HuCho his entire cock! It was
unbelievable! It must be way up in her belly someplace. Bob was gently
nibbling on her breasts as he continued to watch the erotic sight.

HuCho realized her body had finally accepted all of his huge and
powerful cock. She could feel every ridge and vein on his pulsing shaft.
He had forced her uterus ahead of his plunging rod, but now the head of
his black pole was into the mouth of the uterus itself. She could feel
Bob biting her nipples and the sensations seemed to have a direct impact
on what she was feeling deep inside her pussy. She felt James begin to
withdraw and she felt a loss for an instant before he thrust back again.

James began a rhythm that gradually got faster and harder. Her pussy now
accepted him easily, but was still tight and grasping. She was now
writhing in excitement and pleasure, as she fucked back toward the
biggest cock she had ever imagined. It wasn't long before she stiffened
and moaned out her first orgasm on his giant cock.

HuCho was seeing stars dance before her eyes the instant before her
orgasm. Bob picked that moment to bite one nipple and pinch the other.
The sensation flew to the walls of her vagina and the many stars before
her eyes exploded into an earth shattering orgasm.

James slowed his thrusts to let her recover. Lifting her legs with his
strong hands until they were almost touching her head, and forcing Bob
away from her breasts. This rolled her hips upward and gave him full
access to her tight pussy. She was now in the perfect position to accept
his potent sperm.

Bob moved to the foot of the bed where he had a clear and close-up view
of each movement. When James withdrew, her pussy seemed to turn inside
out and when he thrust forward, her outer lips disappeared. He still
couldn't believe this was happening!

James resumed his pile-driving fucking with long forceful strokes. Each
thrust buried his cock to the hilt. Holding her tightly as he pounded in
and out of her slick pussy, he could feel her ass humping against his cock.

HuCho opened her eyes to see James staring at her. "Do you want me to
keep fucking you?" He asked.

"Yes!...Yes!"

"Are you ready to accept me completely and all I have to give you?" He
asked again.

"Oh Yes!..Yes! Keep fucking me! I'm almost there!"

James was fucking with jack hammer speed, when HuCho suddenly arched her
back and screamed as she had another giant orgasm! One more deep thrust,
and he shot a colossal load of thick, white baby making semen straight
through her uterus and into her cervix. With his huge cock pressed so
tight within her vagina, the sperm had no other place to go. It couldn't
escape out the sealed passageway, until he withdrew his mighty fuck
pole. Not moving, and allowing the millions of little monsters to swim
toward their treasured goal, he waited until he was sure she had gotten
pregnant.

"Oh! My God, Why didn't you pull out?" HuCho screamed.

"I asked if you were ready to accept me completely and you said yes."
James answered.

"I'm so stupid! I didn't know that's what you meant." She cried. "Please
take it out now. I must get cleaned up. Maybe it's not too late."

Before James could withdraw his still very hard cock, Bob spoke up.
"Will you let me do it for you, honey" Please! I would love to be the
one to clean you."

As the large erect cock exited her well fucked pussy, a gob of cum shot
into the air and settled back on her pubic mound. Bob was there with his
tongue and wide open mouth, to do something that had always been
completely foreign to him. Her once tight pussy was now gaping widely
open and he could see it was filled with thick white liquid. Before
anymore could escape, his mouth was over her pussy as he sucked, licked
and swallowed greedily. Licking up any that had escaped on the outside,
he could see another pool of cum had formed inside. "Honey, I can't get
all of it this way. The only sure way, is for you to sit on my face.
Will you do that?" Bob asked.

Since James had left the room to go clean himself. HuCho wasn't
embarrassed to do as Bob asked. Bob thought he had gotten most of the
gooey jism, but, almost choked when much more flooded his mouth and
throat. He swallowed until the flow stopped, then licked her as deeply
as possible to get the last drop.

HuCho and Bob were laying side by side when James returned. She went to
sleep facing her husband, but with another man's hand on her waist. She
woke a couple of hours later, still on her side, but with James entering
her pussy from behind. He was holding one of her legs in the air, so her
well used and still slick hole was wide open for his huge cock. This
time, he easily buried himself as deeply as his position allowed.
Slowly, almost lazily, he fucked her until she was groaning with lustful
hunger.

Bob, hearing his wife's groans, looked at her and then looked down
between them. Seeing the black cock pistoning in and out of her pussy
gave him an idea. He scooted down the bed until his face was in front of
her fuck hole. With a little maneuvering, he was able to reach her
clitoris with his mouth. She groaned louder as his tongue flicked across
her sensitive love bud. It almost disappeared when James thrust, but on
the out-stroke, it was pulled outward until the nub was twice its normal
size. His tongue worked furiously each time her clit was available.

HuCho was going crazy! The sensation of the long thick cock, and her
husbands tongue on the most sensitive organ in her body, was more than
she could bear! "Oh, My God!" She screamed as her orgasm hit with world
shattering force.

James, feeling HuCho beginning to buck and thrash as she climaxed,
caused him to go over the top. He pumped load after load of his seed
deep inside her pussy. He could feel Bob"s tongue at the base of his
cock and knew what he had been doing.

As James slowly withdrew from HuCho's stretched and raw pussy, Bob kept
his mouth in place, in order to clamp his lips around her gushing hole
as soon as it was vacated. This time, he was prepared for the huge
amount of slightly bitter fluid. Swallowing again and again, until the
flow slowed to individual globs that he easily lapped up with relish.

HuCho accepted the sperm of James because she felt in her heart he had
gotten her pregnant the first time. She knew this was her fertile time
and he had penetrated her too deeply not to have succeeded in his
attempt at impregnating her. She was too emotionally exhausted to worry
about it today, maybe the enormity of what could happen would hit her later.

For the rest of the evening, at least one of the men was always
intimately touching her. HuCho was emotionally exhausted and ready for a
long peaceful night in bed. She was beginning to think that would be
impossible. Bob"s crotch was wet from his constant leaking, but his
little dick was shriveled and limp. The giant cock of James never seemed
to go soft and was still standing straight and tall. She couldn't
believe she was sitting naked between two men, as if it was perfectly
normal. Her life had been turned upside down and she didn't know whether
to be happy, or cry.

Finally, getting up the nerve to head toward her bedroom, Bob and James
followed right behind. Bob said. "Wherever you plan on sleeping tonight,
I'm using the other bed."

James followed her into her bedroom and Bob scampered to the other.
James, lying down first, pulled her on top of his muscular body.
"Please, no more today." HuCho begged.

"Just a few minutes in this position. I want you on top, so I can watch
you fucking me." James replied.

Lying on top of him, with a leg on each side, HuCho was in an
indefensible position. She was certainly aware of his ready weapon
pressing against her lower abdomen. Grasping her waist, he pulled her
forward until his cock was between her legs and lined up for her
widespread pussy. Pushing down, his one-eyed monster entered her gaping
hole on the first try. HuCho groaned as she felt herself being filled
again. When he had penetrated her as much as possible in this position,
he physically raised her up until she was sitting upright on his massive
fuck stick.

"Now, fuck me!" He said.

Supporting her weight with her knees, more than half his cock was
already wedged in her pussy. HuCho's slippery pussy adjusted to this new
invasion, as she slowly allowed her full weight to bear down and accept
his entire cock. His thick length was farther inside than ever before!
HuCho believed if she looked down, she would see the bulge of his dick
above her stomach.

Groaning, she exclaimed. "My God! It's so tight! I don't think I can
move!" Leaning forward, she slowly raised herself as she watched his
glistening black cock appear. Dropping back on his pubic bone, she
imagined his cock all the way in her throat. Beginning with short
strokes, HuCho fucked slowly, but, gradually faster and faster. The
sensations were fantastic, especially since she was in complete control.
Who knew better than HuCho where each of the sensitive spots where?. Her
strokes became longer, until only the giant bulbous head connected on
the upstroke. Plunging forcefully on his thick shaft, stretched her once
small pussy beyond repair. Never again would she be satisfied with her
husbands skinny undersized dick.

Feeling her pussy heat up from the friction of fucking this giant pole,
increased the frenzy of her furious fucking. The heat was spreading
outward and upward, practically scorching her insides. A streak of pure
sexual pleasure seemed to explode deep inside her pussy, engulfing her
in an ecstasy of orgasmic delight. HuCho screamed a long banshee wail,
and collapsed on his chest. For a few moments, HuCho was disorientated,
not knowing where she was or what was happening.

She came to her senses, when James rolled her over and began long
stroking her abused vagina. She was so exhausted she couldn't respond,
as he fucked her hard and furious. Luckily, James didn't need a
response, only a willing hole to deposit his seed. Within minutes, he
was shooting great globs of semen into her uterus and the fertile mouth
of her cervix. If she wasn't pregnant before, she was now!

Sunday morning, HuCho walked as if she had a pole up her ass. Her pussy
was red, raw and sore. Needless to say, neither man had better attempt
touching her on any part of her body! James had almost fucked her to
death and that useless husband had enjoyed every minute of it! The
soreness and anger would pass, but not today.

After a few failed attempts at conversation with her, James left for his
base about noon. By Tuesday, HuCho was her old self, but still pissed at
her husband. There was no doubt in her mind that she was pregnant and it
was time to have a serious talk with that wimp on the sofa.

"Are you going to lay there all day without saying something?" HuCho asked.

"What do you want me to say? I'll ask you something. If you're pregnant,
do you plan on having the baby?" Bob replied.

"I don't want a child, and you're almost 56 years old. You would be over
75 before he or she was even out of school." HuCho reasoned.

"Okay, then think of this. Do you plan on seeing James again? If so, you
know he is not going along with an abortion. You may not even be
pregnant. What about that morning after pill they advertise on
television?" Bob asked.

"In this State, you need a prescription and by the time I see a Doctor,
it will be too late. When I find out if I am really pregnant, it would
still be a couple of months before I could get an abortion. Could we see
him until then and break if off? He would never have to know." HuCho
suggested hopefully.

"We can try that, if it's what you want. Remember one thing, he's in the
Military and over a thousand miles from home. If he doesn't get
transferred before his discharge, he will leave then, regardless. The
two of us would be left to raise an unwanted child. Explained Bob.

"One other thing, after James, can we ever go back the way we were
before?" Bob asked. Thinking of going back to the old life of boredeom
was depressing. This weekend had been the most exciting time of his life.

"Well, don't think bad of me, but, we still have a computer and
experience at placing an ad. Maybe, the next time, we could find a
couple. How would you like to use your tongue on a black woman?" HuCho
felt naughty as she threw that last little tidbit in.


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Degradation of a Housewife

By Richard

Ron was working at his brother's adult video store. It didn't pay much,
but, he figured the fringe benefits would more than make up for the
money. He had been watching the white wimps reading the interracial
books and renting the same kind of movies. It must really make them
jealous to see those black cocks stretching those white pussies. He was
thinking they probably go to sleep dreaming it's them instead of the
black dude.

Ron was 28, single, and enjoyed his freedom. He was only 5' 7", and
weighed a muscled 170. He was good looking, but not someone to die for.
His big assets were his ready smile, easy going manner, and a cock that
could stretch any white pussy in the city.

Ron had his eye on this guy that seemed to come in once or twice a week.
He was hooked on blacks fucking white women while the husband watched.
There was nothing special about him. He wasn't the athletic type. Nor,
was he especially handsome. Just a white wimp with a fucked up head. He
was about the same age as Ron, and wore a wedding band. Ron was getting
impatient, and decided to dangle some bait in front of this wimp and see
if he could get a nibble.

"Hey man, you find what you like? Can I help you with anything? I know
where every movie is located." Ron asked.

The guy turned beet red before answering. "No, thanks. These will be all
for tonight."

"Okay, but remember, I'm here to help keep our customers satisfied." Ron
was smiling.

"Thanks again." Paul said, as he placed his latest choice of movies on
the counter.

"It's slow around here during the middle of the week and your familiar
face breaks the monotony. My name is Ron. My brother owns this place and
I'm helping him out until something better comes along." Ron picked up
the two movies and looked at the titles. "I've noticed you are
interested in our large interracial selection. You'd be surprised how
many white men are curious about black and white sex."

Paul turned red again, before stammering, "You mean a lot of guys rent
this kind of movie? I thought something was wrong with me. Everyone I
know would think I was a sick pervert. I thought black guys only rented
them."

"No, no, black guys make them. White guys rent them. There's nothing
unusual about how you feel. Thousands of husbands have this fantasy of
watching their wife being fucked by a black's huge cock. A few of the
lucky ones actually get to live out their fantasy. It takes a strong,
loving marriage to survive such an experience."

"Why? She wouldn't love him, just have sex." Paul questioned.

"Haven't you seen their length and girth? How many white men have
something that size? Have you heard the expression, once you go black,
you never go back? That's because many women are never satisfied with
their small dicked husband, after experiencing a long, black cock in
their stomach." Ron was dangling the bait.

"It's just a fantasy, and will never happen anyway. My wife would kill
or divorce me, if I even brought the subject up." Paul explained.

"Does she know you are watching these movies?"

"God, no. She goes to community college three nights a week. I watch
them while she's at school."

"Well, it's time I was closing up. You're the only customer I've had in
the last hour. You want to stop around the corner and have a cup of
coffee?" Ron asked. He wanted to see a picture of this guy's wife. If
she wasn't a complete dog, he was going to fuck her and make her a slut
for black cock.

Relaxing over a coffee and feeling more at ease sitting in a booth, Paul
exclaimed, "I didn't even tell you my name. It's Paul."

Grinning again, Ron said, "Pleased to meet you Paul. If I'm not being
too personal, could I see a picture of your wife?"

"Sure," Paul said, while reaching for his wallet. "Her name is Peggy,
but, everyone calls her Peg."

Ron was amazed that the beautiful brunette in the picture was married to
a nothing like Paul. What the Hell! She must see something I don't.
Maybe he does have a donkey dick. One thing for certain, it would be
pure pleasure to fuck her pretty head off. "You have a very beautiful
wife and are a lucky man. With this gorgeous wife, why would you have a
fantasy of another man fucking her? Why would you take the chance of
losing her?"

"I believe it was something that happened when I first went away to
college. I made an unexpected visit home late one evening. Approaching
the house, I could hear noises coming from behind the house. Curious, I
went around the house and the noise was coming from inside the back
bedroom. I could see around the drapes, and there was my mother being
fucked by a large black man. She was thrashing around and groaning. Her
legs were wrapped around the back of her lover. My father was at the
foot of the bed watching my mother get fucked. He was naked and beating
his meat. I went back to school and never visited again without calling
first. Ever since that night, I have been watching movies and reading
books about interracial sex. I married soon after graduating, and we
have been married two years. She was twenty-two when we married and had
never been with a man before. The first year, I supressed my feelings,
but now, they are stronger than ever. I watch the movies and masturbate
so often, I can't get it up to fuck her." Paul slowly explained. Paul
couldn't believe he was telling his new friend his life story.

"Just out of curiosity, how big is your dick?"

Paul got red, and quietly said, "almost six inches and not very thick."

"Almost?"

"Well, closer to five."

"Closer to five, and she's satisfied?" Ron asked, astonished.

"I told you, she's never been with another man. Maybe, when you are in
love, any kind of sex is satisfying. We love and respect each other very
much. She is going to night school, so she will have a better chance in
the work market. We want to start a family in another three or four years."

"I"ll tell you now, Paul, if you don't get this fantasy out of your
head, you won't be married in another three or four years. If you've had
it since your first year in college, you are not going to get rid of it,
unless you actually live it. What you need is a black man that knows and
understands your problem, also one that is willing to help you out. You
need someone that is clean and free of disease. More important, you need
a man that has the equipment to completely satisy your fantasy once and
for all. You want a man that will exit after the fullfillment of your
fantasy, never to be seen again."

"How in God's name could I ever find someone like that? I'm scared to
approach anyone on the computer. Even if, by some miracle, I did find
someone, how could I ever get Peg to go along with it?" Paul was getting
interested.

"What if I told you that I am willing to be the one to help you? You
seem to be a nice guy and you have a problem. You have my word that
after you watch me fuck her, I will leave your life forever." Ron had a
nibble now.

"You? But, we don't even know each other. You sound as if there is no
problem getting between her legs. I told you she has never been with
another man, and I don't believe she would let another man fuck her.
Especially, a black man. This is my fantasy, not her's." Paul was
swallowing the bait.

"I'll tell you what. If I can't fuck her within a week, you can have all
the movies you want for the next year. Do you have more than one bedroom
in your home?" Ron asked.

"Yes, we have three. In a few years, we planned on needing them. What
does that have to do with anything?" Questioned Paul.

"What if your best friend from college just happened to be in town and
needed a place to stay for a week? You did have friends in college,
didn't you? You said 'especially, a black man,' is she prejudiced?" Ron
wondered.

"Yes, I had good friends, but I have never talked about them. It's a
sore spot about me going to college and her not. No, I don't think she
is prejudiced. We have never discussed it. When am I supposed to break
the news to her about your visit? What if she says, No?"

"Thanksgiving is coming up. Does she get off extra time for the holiday?"

"Yes, there's no school that week."

"Okay. That's a week away. That gives you time to sweeten her up and get
her to agree to having an old college chum come calling. That will give
us time to become better friends and get to know a little about each
other's past. To be on the safe side, don't mention my race. Let it be a
surprise when she opens the door. Oh, something else. Have you and her
ever smoked pot?" Ron had him now, hook, line and sinker.

"Pot? We tried it a couple of times. All it did was make us giggle and
get the munchies. It was kind of fun, but too expensive to become a
habit." Why? You going to get her high on pot?"

"Why not? A good joint and a bottle of wine will make her so high,
she'll be out of her mind. We will work out the details during the next
week. Another thing, if I fuck her the first or second day, you have to
let me stay the whole week and fuck her as often as I like. Agree?"

"Since I don't believe you will be able to fuck her the first time, I
agree."

"Come by the store tomorrow, and we can go over more details. Here's my
cell number. What's yours? I have to call and get invited to visit.
Remember? Does your phone take and send photos?"

"No."

"I'll give you one tomorrow. I want you to take half a dozen photos of
Peg without her knowledge. I need side views, not full frontal.
Preferably, close ups, but if not, I can edit them. Think you can do that?"

"I guess so. This is getting complicated. Are you sure this is going to
work? I have this obsessive fantasy, but, I'm still happily married and
I want to stay that way."

"Leave everything to me. It'll work like a charm. Once I'm in your home,
I'll handle everything." Ron was thinking, you naive fool. You have no
idea how well it will work. Your stupid white boy fantasy is going to
destroy your virginal wife. Better yet, it's going to put a black baby
in her innocent belly. Then, you can look at the results of your fantasy
for the rest of your life.

After that evening, everything worked like a fine Swiss watch. Paul got
Ron the photos he needed. Peg, surprisingly, agreed to having an old
friend of her husband's spend a week in their home. Paul explained about
Ron being a party animal, and since they had no social life, she
believed this might be the chance to get their marriage back on track.
Paul had seemed to be distant and inattentative lately. If Ron was a
party animal, maybe, they could all go to a nightclub and dancing. It
had been ages since she had been dancing. If she danced with Ron, would
Paul get jealous? What a wicked thought! But, Paul had never seen her in
another man's arms. Maybe, she would make him jealous on purpose. It
would serve him right for all the nights he turned his back and went to
sleep. This mood set the stage for Saturday morning and Ron"s knock on
the door.

Before Ron went to work for his brother, he had worked for an escort
service and as a part time male model. He had been fired for going too
far with a client, and she reported him. Modeling jobs were few and far
between right now. He did have a thirty minute DVD of his prowess with
white bitches. This film was his resume, so to speak. Now, he was going
to use it to break down the barriers in the mind of Peg. He had taken
the six photos of Peg and duplicated each one twenty times on his
computer. He downloaded the DVD and with his software pushed the edit
button. Now, he could drag and paste the one hundred and twenty images
onto the DVD, anywhere he wished. The short film had him getting a blow
job, eating pussy, and feeding his cock into white pussy. It took him
all afternoon to drag all the images throughout the film. Some people
doubt that subliminal suggestion works, but Ron knew it did. Watching
the film, her picture couldn't be seen, but, it would register on her
mind. He had her face next to his dick. Her face was there when he was
shooting his cum into the other woman's mouth. Same thing when he was
devouring her pussy, and fucking her out of her mind. All he had to do
was make sure she got to see the movie.

"See who's at the door, will you hon?" Paul said, since he was still
shaving.

Peg answered the door, wearing shorts and a halter top. Weekends were
lazy days. She saw a neatly dressed black man, about three inches taller
than herself. He had a big smile on his face and there was a piece of
luggage at his feet. She thought he was some kind of salesman. Nobody
smiled like that, unless he wanted something.

"Yes, can I help you?"

"Hi. You must be Peg. I'm Ron. I hope Paul told you I was coming."

"Ron? But, you're not supposed to be here until tomorrow."

"I caught an earlier flight. I'm sorry if I have caused a problem."

"No. No problem, but, we're not dressed for company." Especially, black
company, Peg was thinking. I'm going to kill Paul as soon as I get him
alone, she fumed. "Well, come on in, such as it is. Paul will be down in
a minute. He's still shaving. Just set your bag down anywhere and come
into the kitchen. Coffee is hot and I was ready to have a cup."

"That sounds great, and again I am sorry for surprising you like this.
I'll take you and Paul out to dinner to help make up for it." Ron said,
smiling again.

When Paul came in, he was more surprised than Peg. But Ron, being a good
conversationalist, had everyone at ease. You couldn't be in the escort
business without knowing a little about everything and a lot about
nothing. Peg and Paul were laughing and enjoying themselves. Peg had
noticed that everytime she looked at Ron, he seemed to be memorizing
every visible inch of her body .

Later, Paul said, "Let's get you settled into your room, and then how
about you and I going to the driving range and hitting a bucket of
balls. We can catch up on old times."

"Good." said Peg, "That will give me a chance to straighten up this house."

"The bedroom downstairs is being used for a computer room, so you'll
have to sleep upstairs, across the hallway from our room." Paul
apologized. "Don't worry, we won't disturb your sleep."

Ron unpacked haphazardly, but made sure he left a large manila envelope
laying in plain sight on the dresser. He had written, 'My Photos" on the
front.

Peg had pretty much cleaned the downstairs and decided to check the
upstairs. She made their bed and walked across the hall, to see if Ron's
room needed anything. The first thing she saw, was the envelope.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it was not going to kill her to
see what kind of photos were in that envelope. Pulling out the pictures
and seeing the first one, almost did kill her. There was a naked Ron,
with a huge, half turgid cock, hanging between his legs. She was so
shocked, she dropped the pictures. Picking them up, she couldn't help
seeing the others. His dick was erect, sticking straight out like a
baseball bat. Another, had a blonde on her knees, kissing the large
head. Each was more explicit that the last. Masturbating, crammed inside
a white pussy, dripping cum into a woman's mouth. There must have been a
dozen photos of the most disgusting acts imaginable. What kind of animal
had they let into their house? Why did he carry such pictures? What kind
of person would leave them laying around for anyone to see?

After Peg had calmed down, she had to admit she had no business looking
at them. If he carried those, what kind of work did he do? The more she
thought about it, the less disgusting it was. She was actually excited
and became wet between her legs. What would it be like to touch or kiss
a dick that big? Would a woman really enjoy having her pussy stretched
by such a monster? Could she take all of it inside her small pussy? What
was she thinking? No way was she going to have that inside her! She had
to get her thoughts in order and calm down!

When Paul and Ron returned, Ron knew from her attitude that she had seen
the photos. She was still polite and joined the conversation, but now,
she seemed withdrawn and he caught her looking at him.

Finally, Peg could keep it back no longer, so she asked, "Ron, Paul has
never said what kind of work you do."

"Oh, I thought you knew. I'm a male model, and when I can find it, an
actor in adult films. I've never been very ambitious, but I believe in
doing something I enjoy. I have some pictures and a film that I carry to
show prospective employers. My resume, if you wish to call it that. I
earn pretty good money, but I'm not rich. I have clients all over the
country, who call and want my private services. I could never find a
more enjoyable and exciting line of employment."

Paul's mouth had dropped open, but he never said a word. Peg was now the
curious one, and she had to know what he did. "Are you saying women pay
you for your private services?"

"Yes, of course, and very well, I might add." Ron said. "Let's drop the
subject about my life, and go have a good dinner. You pick the place and
I'll pick up the tab."

After a very good dinner, they were finishing a bottle of chilled wine.
The band was playing soft music and a few couples were dancing. Paul and
Peg were not drinkers, and both were slightly dizzy. Ron asked, "Paul,
do you mind, if I ask your beautiful wife for a dance?"

"Go ahead and ask. I'm going to sit here and relax."

When Ron asked, Peg was undecided whether to say yes or no. But, she
thought, why not? It's just a dance and it's been so long since I've
been on a dance floor. She said, "Sure, but I'm a little rusty. You may
have to guide me."

Moving onto the floor, Ron held her in a close embrace. Immediately, she
could feel his bulge pressing just above her pubic mound. She could
swear she felt it moving. She halfheartedly tried pulling away, but he
just held her more tightly. He wasn't doing anything inappropriately, so
she couldn't walk off the floor. She relaxed and went with the flow of
the music. When the song ended and before they could leave the floor,
another began. They continued dancing, but now, he was lifting her to
her tiptoes. In this position, his semi-hard cock was rubbing against
her clitoris. Everything looked normal to other people, but she was
getting excited and very wet between her legs. The song ended and he led
her back to the table. She was kind of wobbly, but he had a firm grip on
her arm.

"Thank you very much for the dance. You are a wonderful dancer and light
on your feet." Said Ron.

Peg calmed down, and thought of how foolish she must be. Why should she
get excited dancing with another man than her husband? Was it because
Paul hadn't been paying attention to her lately? Was it the atmosphere
and wine she had drunk? Was it because Ron was so good-looking and so
sure of himself? Was it because he was black and hung like a horse?
Whatever the reason, she was a happily married woman and would always be
true to her husband. Suddenly, she wanted to go home, she was scared he
would ask for another dance. "What say we go home. I'm feeling tired."
Peg said.

On the way home, they stopped and Ron picked up a bottle of brandy.
Sitting in the living room, drinking coffee with a dash of spirits
added, everyone was very relaxed. Paul was feeling the alcohol, or he
would never have said, "Why don't we watch your resume film?"

Peg almost agreed to watch with them, but better sense prevailed. What
kind of woman would she be to watch a sex film in mixed company? She
decided to retire to the kitchen and straighten up, then take a shower
while the film was showing. Paul loaded and started the movie. The very
first scene was of a naked Ron laying on his back, while a beautiful
brunette was kissing and licking his cock. Paul let out with a loud, "WOW."

Peg heard Paul and couldn't help herself. She had to see what they were
watching. She tiptoed to the kitchen door and peeked around the corner.
She was captivated! She couldn't have stopped herself watching for all
the money in the world. Ron had positioned himself, so he could see the
kitchen door without turning his head. He saw Peg immediately, and set
back satisfied. Now, she was his. She could say no, protest, or deny,
but she was his!

Paul watched the film without saying another word. He had seen a horse's
cock one time. Long and black like this one. Except, this one had a
smaller head before the massive shaft. He supposed the smaller head made
entry easier. He was speechless! In his mind's eye, he kept seeing Peg,
sucking and fucking Ron. It was Peg he saw screaming out her climax,
again and again. He had never heard of subliminal suggestion. He thought
his fantasy was a hundred times more vivid. Now, he understood why very
few marriages survived after the wife was truly blacked. What could his
paltry white dick do for her? All the books and movies had been
strangers, but now, there was a black man sitting next to him that was
going to fuck his wife. He now had no doubt that Ron could fuck her.
Even though, he knew he might lose her, he was still excited and had a
raging hard on. Paul cum in his pants, without ever touching himself.

Peg, on the other hand, couldn't understand what had happened to her.
She kept seeing herself with Ron, licking and kissing the biggest cock
she could imagine. She knew it was just imagination, but it was her
being fucked over and over, until she was screaming for him to stop. No
matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the thought out of her mind.
Deep down in her soul, she knew he was going to fuck her with that
monster. She must stop watching! She forced herself away from the door
and upstairs to the shower. Running water over her body, her fingers
crept to her wet pussy. All it took was a touch, and she had an orgasm.
She needed another drink!

When she came downstairs, Ron and Paul were sipping brandy, minus the
coffee. She poured herself one and they made idle chatter for a while.
Ron carried the conversation, without ever mentioning the movie. He knew
each had their own thoughts, and were trying to sort them out. They
were, also, drinking more than they should. Paul wasn't too drunk, but
tipsy. Peg was out of it, and needed help getting up the stairs to bed.
Ron figured now was a good time to begin breaking Peg in to black sex.
Tonight, he wouldn't fuck her in the normal sense of the word. He was
going to tongue fuck her. Even drunk, his long tongue would drive her crazy.

Helping Paul get her onto the bed, she lay there half conscious. Paul
thought Ron was going to leave the room, but the fun had just started.
Ron said, "Let me help you undress her. She's drunk and will never know
what happened. After she's naked, you suck her breasts and kiss her. In
the meantime, I will be eating her sweet pussy."

Paul was stunned. Everything was happening too fast. This wasn't part of
his fantasy. "But, she's drunk. I don't want to take advantage of her
when she is helpless."

"She may be helpless, but that won't lessen the feeling she will receive
from my tongue." Ron whispered. Paul was useless, trying to unbutton
Peg's blouse. Ron took over and had the blouse and bra removed in a
flash. He had to stop and taste those delicious tits. Peg groaned, as he
sucked one, then the other. He couldn't wait any longer to taste her
pussy. He unzipped her skirt, and pulled undergarments and skirt down
her legs and off. The hood of her clitoris could be seen through her
neatly trimmed bush. The lips of her pussy were a healthy pink, and just
begging to be kissed.

"Okay, when I begin tongue fucking her, you cover her mouth with kisses.
She's going to groan and thrash around. We don't want her to come
completely out of it. As long as you are holding and kissing her, she
will think she is dreaming." Saying this, Ron swooped on her pussy like
a hawk diving on a chicken. He gave her cunt lips a couple of licks,
then opened them with his fingers. He gently probed with his tongue as
far as he could reach. Ron had a tongue that could lick the tip of his
nose. He tongue fucked her a few minutes and then licked her erect clit.
After that, he would change off, thrust, lick, thrust, lick. Her juices
were beginning to flow and she was groaning into Paul's mouth. Ron had
his mouth tightly over her pussy, and his upper lip and nose were
rubbing her clit. His tongue was as long as Paul's measly dick. Peg was
going wild! She was bucking against his tongue, trying to get more. She
was practically sucking Paul's tongue down her throat. All of a sudden,
she stiffened, and then began shuddering. She screamed into Paul's mouth
and went limp. Immediately, Ron was out of his pants, and had his giant
black cock in his hand. He moved up between her legs on his knees, and
placed his dick at the entrance to her pussy.

"Wait a minute, you can't fuck her now!" Paul hissed.

"I'm not going to fuck her, but I'm going to get my rocks off. You just
watch and learn." Ron placed the head of his cock just inside the lips
of her open pussy, and began masturbating. It only took about five
minutes before he was ready to shoot a gallon of cum. He shot three big
gobs into her open hole and squeezed it off. "Now, let's change places.
You lick her pussy while I finish cumming in her mouth. Now, do it now!"
Ron growled.

In the meantime, Peg had come around, but only half concious, she was
making small purring sounds in her throat. Paul reluctantly put his
mouth on her pussy and began licking. His mouth was filled with thick,
slimy, cum. He had no choice, but to swallow. After a few licks, he
decided it wasn't so bad and began licking with a vengeance.

Ron was still squeezing his cock, as he rubbed it over her lips. He took
her chin and parted her lips enough to get the head of his cock between
them. He released his dick and jet after jet of cum shot into the back
of her mouth and down her throat. Like Paul, she had no choice, but to
swallow. Peg was swallowing by reflex, whereas, Paul knew what he did.
Ron wiped is cock on her lips, stood up, and said, "Goodnight. Tomorrow,
I fuck her and I fuck her every day for the rest of the week. I'll tell
you how tomorrow."

When Ron had closed the door, Paul was so horny, he was ready to cum in
his pants. Getting undressed, he crawled on top of Peg and rammed his
dick up to the hilt. She was loose from Ron's tongue. What would it be
like after his giant cock stretched her? A few strokes and he was ready
to cum again. As he was cumming, he looked into her eyes, and they were
open! She had a dreamy look in her eyes, and a smile on her wet lips.

"Were you eating my pussy before?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"I had the strangest dream. I dreamed you were kissing me and eating me
at the same time. Do you have a tongue on each end?" She jokingly said.
"Whatever you did, I have never felt so satisfied in my life. Goodnight,
my loving husband...."

Peg was up before Paul and Ron. She had showered and brushed her teeth.
She seemed to have a funny taste in her mouth and throat, kind of
bitter. Memories of her dream wouldn't seem to come to the front of her
mind. She seemed to remember sucking and swallowing sperm from a dick. A
dream didn't come with taste, did it? No more alcohol for her! A drunk
can't even remember their dreams!

Ron woke up and heard Peg rattling around downstairs. He walked across
the hall and shook Paul awake. "Listen." He said. "In a couple of hours,
I'll go to the bathroom and dial your cell. You pretend it's your boss,
wanting you to come in for a couple of hours. I'll see to it that Peg is
in the front of the house. You park around the block and sneak back
upstairs. Before you come downstairs, make sure you have an area in the
closet cleaned for you to stand. Maybe, put in a chair, so you can sit.
When you sneak back in, leave the door open, so you have a clear line of
sight to the bed. Whatever you do, don't make any noise, or your
marriage is over.

"You've only been here twenty-four hours, and already you think you can
fuck her." Paul said. He was thinking, what has happened? A week ago, it
was nothing but a fantasy, and now, my wife is going to fuck another
man. She has never been unfaithful to me. Everything has happened so
fast, too fast! Maybe, we should call the whole thing off. Maybe, my
fantasy is going to cost me too much.

"You're not going to back out now. Mention it again, and I will go tell
Peg right now the complete plan. What do you think she will do when she
finds out her husband is a pervert, watching sex movies every time she
goes to school? Worst of all, planning to watch another man fuck her,
and don't forget, you already let me eat her pussy. Think she will
forgive you?"

"Okay, okay. I'll do what you say. It just seems as if I have no control
over anything. I didn't think it would be this way, that's all." Paul
complained.

"I'm going to shower, then go downstairs and join Peg. Get the closet
ready and come on down when you've got your feelings under control.
Relax, for God's sake. This is what you have always dreamed about." Ron
was getting exasperated with this boob.

Peg was sitting at the table, with a cup of coffee. She was looking at
the calendar on the wall, thinking of Paul not using a condom last
night, and when she would be ovulating. He shouldn't have cum in her at
this time of the month. Her period was like clockwork, and she would be
unsafe in the next day or two. Only thing is, a male's sperm was alive
and potent for twenty-four to forty-eight hours. He knew he was supposed
to always use a condom. They couldn't afford to start a family right
now. Her musings were interrupted by Ron walking into the room. He was
shirtless, and wearing a pair of loose pajamas. His muscular chest was
covered in tiny swirls of kinky, black hair. Now, there's a sexy looking
sight, she was thinking. Paul never had any hair on his chest, and it
was certainly not muscular. She almost smiled at the thought.

"Pour yourself a cup of coffee. Is Paul awake and stirring yet? I'm
afraid I'm not used to drinking so much. My head is pounding and my
stomach is upset."

"Paul's awake and was attempting to get out of bed. I think he has a
hangover to go with yours. Here, let me massage your temples. That works
wonders with a headache." Putting action to words, he moved behind her
and began gently massaging her temples, and the back of her neck.

Peg relaxed and enjoyed the feel of his strong fingers. Her head did
feel much better. She could almost go to sleep. She came wide awake, and
moved her head away when she heard Paul coming downstairs. When Ron sat
in his chair, she could swear there was a bulge in is pajamas.
Fleetingly, she wondered what it would feel like to hold in her tiny
hands. After seeing pictures and the movie, she knew one hand would not
go around it! What was she thinking? Was she going crazy? Once the
thought had entered her mind, she could see herself kissing it. God
forbid, she could see him cramming his cock up her tight pussy! Just
then, Paul walked into the room. She gave him a peck on the cheek, and
excused herself, saying, "It's my turn to shower, and I'm going back to
bed. I got up too blasted early."

Ron told Paul. "Hurry up and finish your coffee. This is a perfect
opportunity, and we're going to take advantage of it. When I hear her go
into the bedroom, I'll go up and explain about you having to leave. You
just be in that closet and stay quiet. Your fantasy will finally come true."

Peg left the shower with only a towel wrapped around her hot body. She
had no more than covered herself with a sheet, when there was a peck on
the door. Before she could say anything, the door opened and Ron walked
in. Without saying a word, he strolled over and sat on the edge of the
bed. She had to scoot over to make room for him.

"What are you doing coming into my room? Where's Paul?"

"That's what I came to tell you. Paul got a call from his boss and had
to go to the office. Something about a mistake on a presentation his
boss is making in the morning. His boss couldn't make heads or tails out
of his records, and needed Paul to come straighten it out. Paul said to
tell you he was sorry, but, he would be back in a couple of hours." Ron lied

"That's all well and good, but what are you doing on my bed? Couldn't
you have told me that from the doorway?" Peg asked.

"I thought you might need your temples massaged again, or even, a full
body massage. It's part of my profession and I'm very good, you know."
Said Ron.

"I'm sorry for being suspicious, but this is all strange to me. Paul is
the only one that has ever been in our bedroom. My head does still hurt
and you did wonders with your fingers. I'll just close my eyes and
relax. If I dose off, let yourself out. Quietly! I want to sleep until
Paul returns."

Ron's fingers felt so good, gently rubbing each side of her head. She
was beginning to drift off, when she felt his lips brushing first one
eye, then the other. It felt so good, she decided not to say anything.
Then, his tongue was tracing the outline of her lips. Her mouth wasn't
completely closed, and the tip of his tongue would gently enter her
mouth, then withdraw after a few seconds. She found herself waiting for
his tongue to re-enter, and began kissing him back.

She was so relaxed, and his tongue was very gentle. It still hadn't
entered her mind that she was kissing a man other than her husband. He
kissed her chin, then her throat. It felt so loving and romantic, but
she was going to have to stop him. Soon, but, not yet. It felt too good!
While her mind was wandering, he had removed the cover, and was licking
first one breast and then sucking on the other. What had happened? This
wasn't right! He can't be sucking my breasts! I'm a married woman!

"Stop! Stop this instant! Get out of my room! This isn't right. This has
gone far enough. I could never be unfaithful to my husband." Peg
practically yelled.

"We're not doing anything wrong. I'm only relaxing you and giving you a
tongue massage. How could receiving a massage be unfaithful? I'm your
friend. I would never do anything to hurt you or Paul. Your headache is
gone, and soon your body will be free of tension or pain." Ron lied again.

"Well, I guess it's okay. I know you're Paul's good friend from school
and would do nothing to hurt me." Peg reasoned. She had never had a
massage before and never dreamed it was given with hands and mouth. She
didn't want to appear backward and ignorant. After all, he was the
professional.

Ron began kissing her again, and his hand was kneading her breasts. This
time when he moved his mouth to her breasts, she never said anything.

It did feel so good and relaxing, but, she was getting wet between her
legs. Was it natural to get wet during a massage? He was taking his
time, sucking each of her firm breasts. His hand was rubbing circles on
her stomach. The hand kept going lower and lower, until it was on the
inside of her thighs. She slightly spread her legs, and his fingers
would gently rub her pussy lips as they were moving from one side of her
thighs to the other. Peg's eyes were tightly closed and she was seeing
the film running over and over in her mind. She was getting hotter and
hotter. Her juices were flowing freely now. His mouth had moved from her
breasts to her stomach. One hand was pinching her nipples, and the other
was now covering her pussy mound. Ron turned his body, so he could get
between her legs and gain full access to her pussy. It seemed to be so
natural to spread her legs and let Ron wedge his body between them. She
moaned when she felt his tongue flick her clitoris.

Ron knew he had her! She was his to do with as he pleased. Licking her
pussy, he looked toward the closet. He could see Paul, with a glazed
look on his face, pounding his pitiful dick. Ron eased his pajamas down
and kicked them off. He had tongue fucked her last night. This morning,
he was following the script of the movie. He was teasing and driving her
out of her mind. He would lick and nibble on her clit a few more
minutes, then move back up where she could feel his raging cock. This
was exactly what he had done with the brunette in the film. He knew Peg
was reliving each moment, and couldn't separate fact from fiction.

Paul watching, was horror stricken with remorse and guilt. At the same
time, he had never seen or experienced anything so sexually arousing in
his life. Feeling guilty didn't prevent him from masturbating like
crazy. His dick was limp and lifeless, and she hadn't been fucked yet!
The fantasy he had desired all his life, was about to become fact. He
had seen the movie too, and he knew what was coming next. This would be
the climax of all his dreams and desires. Could he handle it, or would
it change him forever? He was already a creampie eater. What was his
next step into perversion? He knew his guilt would disappear when Peg
was screaming out her climax. He would take whatever followed, as it came.

Peg was squirming and humping her pussy onto his mouth. He stopped
licking and moved up her body. He began kissing her, and she was sucking
her juices off his tongue. He took her hand and placed it on his rock
hard cock.

Peg was going crazy with lust! She had to be satisfied! She had never
been this hot in her young life. When Ron put her hand on his giant
cock, she instinctively knew what she was touching. It was big enough to
have been her wrist, but she knew better. His cock was so hard, yet
silky. A moment of lucidity came to her. This wasn't getting fucked in a
film. This was real! This was happening to her, and happening right now!

"NO! You can't do this! I'm Married! I can never be unfaithful to my
husband. We have to stop and stop now!" This one loud outburst seemed to
be the last of her resistance. Strangely, she never moved her hand, or,
tried to get away.

"Shhhhh. It's okay. Everything is going to be all right. Think of the
film. Remember what we do next? I fucked you in the movie. Remember?
Think of what you saw, and how many times you climaxed. Remember the
pleasure. Let your mind relax. Let yourself go. Give yourself to me,
just like you did in the film." He was whispering in her ear. At the
same time, his fingers were tracing circles on her sensitive clit.

Peg relaxed again, feeling the pleasure from her pussy, and thinking of
the next scene. Her mind and body were in a turmoil of mixed feelings,
and what was real or unreal. In the meantime, she was squeezing and
releasing his cock. It throbbed, as if it had a life of it's own. She
held on, while Ron moved over and between her legs. Spreading her legs,
seemed the natural thing to do.

His cock was at the entrance to her tiny pussy. "Take both your hands
and spread your pussy lips."

Without a word, Peg complied. At the moment, she would have done
anything, if it meant putting out the raging fire that was consuming her
body.

With that, he lined up the head of his dick against the fleecy exterior
of Peg's beautiful cunt. Thanks to the overflowing liquids in her
vagina, he was able to get the head in. Then, with a slow, steady

pressure, he gradually pushed into her pussy an inch at a time.

At first, Peg panicked, as she felt herself being stretched beyond
imagination. But her cunt quickly accustomed itself to a stimulation she
had never known. She could feel the blood vessels on his shaft. But what
she was experiencing now was bringing her into a new world. Pleasure
centers she never knew existed were being stimulated as her cunt was
stretched for the first time. Only a couple of strokes after Ron
inserted the head of his cock, Peg experienced an orgasm far more
intense than anything she had ever known with her husband.

Ron was going deeper and deeper with each thrust. More of Ron's enormous
shaft disappeared beneath the dark curls that marked the

portal to Peg's love channel. Then Ron would pull out almost to the
limit, and slowly plunge back in, descending another inch. Seven inches!
Eight inches! Nine!

She had never dreamed of being penetrated this deeply, nor, had she any
idea of the pleasure that could be achieved from having a cock of this
size. Now these pleasure nerves were all going off, and Peg thought she
was losing her sanity. Orgasm after orgasm hit her, each one larger than
before.

Finally, one more plunge, and Ron's black iron cock was fully lodged
deep inside Peg's stretched vagina. At ten inches, Ron had felt the head
touch her cervix. The next several strokes had pushed it back. Finally,
he had penetrated the last barrier. His shaft filled her love canal to
its stretched out capacity. The head of his cock was in her womb and
ready to impregnate her.

Now he began fucking Peg in earnest. Her orgasms continued to build,
each one coming on the heels of the one before with greater and greater
intensity. This went on for ten, fifteen, twenty minutes

And by now, her orgasms were so intense and coming so close together,
they had run into each other. She was in a continuous state of orgasm,
electricity running at unimaginable voltage through her frame. She
thought she would die, she had no control of herself. Without realizing
it, she was moaning, "Oh God, fuck me! Fuck me! Take me! Fill me with
your cum! I can't stand it, Please, never stop! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Peg may not have known she was saying these words, but, Ron heard and
relished every word. He felt his climax coming on. He thrust faster and
harder, and brought Peg to an even higher pitch. She was screaming now.

Then the moment came. Ron's mammoth engine began bucking with incredible
force. Peg's pelvis was whipped violently around by the first bursts.
Then she felt the red-hot sperm, fired directly into her womb. Ron and
Peg held each other closely, lips locked and tongues entwined in a
passionate kiss, each overcome by the force of what they were feeling.
As they descended, Peg was in a new state. After the fierceness of her
innumerable orgasms, she now felt a tranquility and contentment that she
had never known. She held tightly to Ron.

He had stolen her dignity, trampled on her most deeply felt moral
beliefs. And it didn't matter. She would do absolutely anything for him.
No love for her husband, no moral beliefs, no belief in her own self
meant a thing compared to his black cock. She would do anything for it,
and for what it could do to her.

When Ron finally pulled out, his penis was still turgid and Peg held the
slimy shaft in her small hand. Her fingers could reach around it now.

"That was the most incredible fuck I have ever had, and I can hardly
wait for an encore." Ron said.

"Anytime you want me, I'm yours. But, right now, please help me to the
bathroom. Then, could I sleep for a couple of hours?" Peg replied.

Naked, Ron helped her and then returned to the bedroom. Donning his
pj's, he looked for Paul, but, the closet was empty. As he was leaving,
Peg entered.

Ron said. "If you're still sleeping when Paul returns, I should tell him
what's happened. I don't like secrets."

"No. Please don't say anything. Let me tell him what happened. He needs
to know what is going to happen in the future. He's my husband, and it
should come from me." Peg crawled over to the other side of the bed,
getting out of the puddle of cum that had leaked from her overfilled pussy.

Paul was waiting in the living room. He had just witnessed the most
erotic sight of his life. Why was the reality so unlike his fantasy? He
had wanted this for as long as he could remember, but now it had
happened, and he felt let down. He knew his dick wasn't up to par with
other men. But, his fantasy didn't have her having multiple orgasms and
loving it. Did she have to enjoy it so much? Was she now a slut for
black cock? After this, could he ever make love to her? Would she even
want him to? So many questions, and no answers. Maybe, Ron could tell
him what to do. A small voice in the back of his mind, seemed to say,
'Ron is the one that convinced you to live your fantasy.' The voice
faded away before he could remember the thought.

"Tell me. What happens now? What do I do? How do I face her after what
she did? How could she have enjoyed it so much? How can I keep the
knowledge out of my voice and off my face?" Paul asked as Ron entered
the room.

"You've been at work. Remember? You know nothing, nor, suspect anything.
This is Sunday, and we are going out for dinner. Relax. Be yourself for
a few hours. If she finds out you set this up, you've lost her."

"I've lost her anyway!"

"Not yet, you haven't. Peg is not the kind of person to be unfaithful
and not tell you about it. Wait and see. She will tell you everything
this evening. When she does, be unbelieving, then hurt and outraged.
That's when I offer a solution to your problems. Since we all know she
is going to let me fuck her again, I will suggest you join us. With a
little persuasion, she will agree."

"Join you? She doesn't want me, when she has your huge cock stuck up her
pussy!"

"You could watch, without hiding in the closet. You could suck me, while
I'm eating her pussy. You could lick my cum from her pussy, after she
has been well and truly fucked. You could clean my cock after I have
planted my seed in her belly. See? There are many things you can do. She
might even give you a blow job while we are fucking."

"You're crazy! You're making me take second place with my wife and a
cuckold to boot!"

"I'm not making you anything. You're already a cuckold, and if you want
to stay married, you'll learn to love and accept it. I'm going to fuck
her again this evening. If you want to be part of it, agree to my
suggestion. If not, you can sit down here and watch television. No more
peeking from the closet."

Much later, Peg came bouncing into the room. She seemed to exude sex.
Paul had never seen such a glow of satisfaction and contentment on her
face. She was absolutely radiant!

Getting a cup of coffee and sitting down across from them, Peg
immediately took any decision out of Paul's grasp. "Paul, I fucked Ron
this morning while you were at the office and I have never felt better
in my life. I know I should be ashamed, but, I'm not. I never felt so
fulfilled in my life. In all my dreams, I never imagined what I was
missing. I am going to continue fucking him, with, or without your
permission. I hope you will understand what his big, black dick made me
feel. I still love and respect you, but this is something I must have.
It's raw, animal sex, and nothing else. He is three times bigger than
you and can satisfy me like you never could. If you want me to leave, I
will. If you want me to stay and let me get this out of my system, I
will. It's up to you, but know now, I am going to fuck him anytime he
will have me." Saying this, Peg collapsed back in her chair. She had
brought from deep inside, enough courage to tell her feelings, and was
now mentally, as well as physically drained

Paul was speechless! He was stunned beyond words! What could he say?
What could he do? What did he want to do? He set this up, so, how could
he blame Peg? Was it too easy? Would she have been unfaithful sooner or
later, regardless? NO! No, it was all his fault! How could he have been
so stupid, so naive? Put in her situation, how could he blame her? Even
with all the turmoil swirling around in his mind, there was still a
tingling sensation in his groin. He wanted it to happen again! Like her,
he needed to get it out of his system.

Ron was stroking Peg's shoulders, while looking at Paul. He could see
the change in Paul's face and knew he had won. Peg was his for a week.
He really was leaving next week. Not because of any promise, but because
there was a convention in Las Vegas he was definitely going to attend.
There was too much money to be made, to let feelings for a white pussy
get in his way. She would be pregnant before the week was up and that
had been his goal. One thing, she didn't know, he was going to bring his
brother around in a few days and introduce him to some tight, white
pussy. By then, Peg would do whatever he asked. His brother was called
Big Jim, and that wasn't because of his stature. Ron was big, but, few
women could take all of Jim's giant pole. He would get her broken in
with his, and let Jim stretch her to the maximum. Paul's fucking days
with his wife were over. Within a week, Paul might like taking a black
cock himself. He would already clean one and that was only a step from
sucking. Maybe, he would break in Paul's virgin ass and get it ready for
Jim, also. Might as well keep it in the family.

"Ron, finally said, "I don't think anyone feels like going out to eat.
Why don't we order pizza and stay inside today. Don't say anything, or
make any decisions you may regret later. After eating something, why
don't we all retire to the bedroom and sort this out. It might look
different if we were laying on each side of Peg and letting our feelings
make the decision for us. Paul, you never know, you could possibly like
watching and hearing Peg take another man's cock inside her. Peg, maybe
you would enjoy having the attentions of two men at the same time. Maybe
you could suck Paul, while I am fucking you. That way, he wouldn't feel
left out. Why not wait and see what happens?"

Peg raised her head and looked at Paul. He was staring back at her. Paul
slowly nodded his head, as did Peg. Ron took over the conversation,
leading it away from sex. Soon, each was more comfortable with the other
and everything seemed almost normal.

Late that afternoon, Ron put his arm around Peg's shoulders and took
Paul by the arm. He steered them upstairs and to the bedroom. Paul and
Peg were too embarrassed to get undressed. Ron threw his clothes on the
floor and began undressing Peg.

Paul slowly removed his own clothes. Ron and Peg were already on the
bed, with Ron in front and Peg in the middle. Paul climbed over them to
the backside. He brushed against Ron's already hard cock and felt
another tingle in his stomach. Was it fear or desire?

Ron began fingering her pussy and she was stroking his monster baby
maker. Paul watched for a few minutes and figured, "what the hell." He
raised up and began sucking her breasts, as if he had never seen them
before. Soon, she was moaning from the combination of the finger in her
pussy and her breasts being sucked.

Ron didn't want to waste any time. He wanted to get the show on the road
and see how far Paul would go. Ron removed his fingers and sliding down
the bed, replaced them with his long tongue. Ron reached out and grabbed
hold of Paul's pitiful hard on and pulled him toward the foot of the bed.

Without admitting it to himself, Paul knew what he was expected to do.
By now, Ron had his shoulder and was still pushing his head toward his
cock. Ron had turned on his side, and the black pole was staring Paul in
the face. Ron put his hand behind Paul's head and steered his mouth
toward his final degradation. At first Paul just let it touch his lips,
but slowly opened his mouth and tongued the head. Ron was forcing his
black tool into Paul's mouth, and Paul stopped resisting. He opened wide
and accepted his fate. He was now sucking the black cock that would fuck
his wife. Thinking of this got him excited, and he began sucking and
licking with more enthusiam. He couldn't take all the monster, but he
was using his hand on the remaining shaft. Peg was groaning and
thrashing around, as Ron kept pushing more and more into Paul's throat.
By changing position, he was able to let the cock slowly force it's way
down his throat. He still couldn't take all of it, but he had a sizable
portion down his throat. For some reason, this was extremely satisfying.
Ron began fucking his mouth and throat. It seemed as if more and more
was going in. Paul wondered if Ron would cum. Just as he thought this,
Ron pulled out and climbed up Peg's body. Paul's mouth strangely felt
empty and he was somehow disappointed.

Ron told Paul, "Take my dick and put it against her pussy lips. Okay,
now spread her pussy and watch my cock as it fucks a baby in her belly.
Can you see how it is stretching her pussy? Do you see how slick and
ready she is for some real cock?"

Peg had been going out of her mind with pleasure. She knew when Paul
stopped sucking her breasts, but did not realize he was sucking Ron. She
heard Ron tell Paul to get her pussy ready for his cock and for a moment
was embarrassed to death. As she felt the massive head enter her, all
embarrassment faded. She was still stretched from this morning, so there
was little pain as he forced himself into her tiny hole. He would
withdraw, and on the downstroke, force another inch or two inside. She
had her first orgasm.

Peg could look down and see her pussy swallowing that huge black python,
coal black, and glistening from her juices. The contrast alone sent her
into another orgasm! He was pushing it in ever so slowly, and then
pulling out, going deeper with each thrust. She began pushing her hips
up to him, trying to get more and more of his cock into her tight wet
hole. She was in a constant state of orgasm.

Finally, Ron had fed her his entire length and was buried deep in her
belly. He paused a few moments so she could adjust to his size. Feeling
her relax, he began pumping in and out with ever faster thrusts.

Never before today had Peg been filled like this. My God! She couldn't
believe how wonderful it felt. Her pussy had stretched deeper and wider
to allow his huge cock to pleasure her body. With each of his powerful
thrusts he was getting deeper and farther into her cervix, until she was
stretched to the maximum and his huge cum filled cock was slapping home.
She wrapped her shapely legs around his waist and pulled him closer.

Ron wanted her to feel like the slut she was and began whispering filthy
things in her ear. He wanted her to be debased and degraded, so she
could never refuse him again.

She heard Ron asking. "Do you love my black cock in your pussy? Do you
want my thick, potent seed in your womb? You're a slut for black cock
and I'm going to give you the black baby you deserve. Are you ready for
my baby making cum to fill your pussy?""

Peg couldn't believe he was talking this way! It made her feel small and
useless, but, more exciting than anything else in the universe. She
couldn't believe what was coming out on her mouth! "Oh God! Yes! Give me
your baby making cum! Fill me up with it! Make me pregnant!"

For a moment sanity returned and she couldn't believe what she had said.
Before she could change her mind, Ron began pumping ever harder and she
could feel that huge head piercing her cervix, going all the way into
her uterus. It was enough to send her off the edge of reality and she
screamed. "Oh God, My darling, my love! Give it to me! Give me all your
black cum! Knock me up! Give me a black baby!"

He gave one final loud grunt and thrust his weapon deep and she felt
that huge horse-cock head swell to bursting. Flood after flood of hot
thick cum filled her pussy. She could almost feel it impregnating the
egg that was waiting for all those millions of baby-makers!

As she slowly came down from the greatest high in the world, she noticed
Paul sitting there with his mouth hanging open. Peg said the first thing
that came to mind. "If you don't want me pregnant, get down there and
suck his cum out of me."

Without a word, Paul was between her legs and sucking for all he was
worth. After he must have drank a pint of cum, his mouth left her pussy
and licked her inner thighs. When he finished, she looked down, and he
was sucking Ron! She almost fainted from shock and surprise. Her Paul, a
cocksucker! Maybe, everything was going to be okay, after all. It was
nice to be cleaned up without having to leave the bed. His sucking was
getting Ron hard again. Paul was becoming a first class cocksucker, and
he seemed to be enjoying it so much!

When Ron was turgid, but not fully erect, he told her to get on her
knees. He got behind her, and began working his half hard cock into the
already slick pussy. His cock kept getting harder and harder, until it
was like an oak log. Ron wasted no time ramming his cock all the way to
the hilt! He was fucking with jackhammer strokes and Peg began cumming
again and again.

She was in ectasy! She must have died and went to Heaven! Without
missing a stroke, he rolled onto his side, taking her with him. Now, she
was being fucked from behind, leaving her clitoris exposed to Paul's
sight. Paul immediately slid down and was trying to lick her swollen clit!

She couldn't see his tongue, but, knew whenever he licked her clit, he
was also licking the shaft of Ron's cock. Peg could feel Ron's cock
swelling and knew she was going to receive another load of cum. The
anticipation caused another orgasm! His dick was suddenly withdrawn from
her pussy! Looking down, she saw Paul's head, with Ron's black cock
rammed down his throat. Ron was cumming in his mouth! God! How sick and
erotic! Peg couldn't believe what she was seeing! Paul was swallowing as
fast as he could, but still couldn't keep it all inside. He kept his
mouth over that monster until every drop was gone. Then, he was licking
his lips as if he didn't want to lose a drop of the sweetest necter he
had ever tasted. Peg was thinking, My God, there will never be another
day like this one, even if I live to be a hundred!

Each day was pretty much a repeat of the same, until Wednesday. That's
the night Paul was on his knees, sucking the juice from Peg's cum filled
pussy. Paul felt something pressing against his virgin sphincter. The
pressure went away, and he heard Ron spit. Then the pressure was back
and with much more force, his muscle gave way when the head of Ron's
cock slipped into his ass. He tried to raise his head and scream, but
Ron pushed his face back into her pussy. Paul could feel the snake
inching itself farther and farther up his shit hole. When he thought the
pain was going to kill him, he felt Ron's balls slapping against his
buttocks. Ron allowed him to adjust to the invasion for a minute or two
before beginning a slow fucking motion.

Paul thought he was going to die! He couldn't stand so much pain! Peg
knew something was wrong and raised her head to see what was happening.
She scooted away from Paul and stared in open-mouthed amazement. Paul
was beginning to squirm and move his ass. Was he trying to get off the
giant rod, or get more? Paul didn't know, either. It was feeling better
and better. The pain was subsiding and being replaced by pleasure. He
saw Peg looking at his plight, and closed his eyes from her accusing
stare. She seemed to be jealous! Ron was pulling all the way out and
slamming back to the hilt. Paul was groaning with a mixture of pain and
pleasure. Fuck her! He was being fucked and he was enjoying it! Why
should she have all the fun and him be the clean-up man? Ron reached
around him and touched his little hard prick. Paul came instantly, while
Peg watched each movement. Then, Ron speeded up and Paul could feel the
already giant cock get larger, as Ron dumped squirt after squirt of cum
into his ass.

Ron looked at Peg and told her, "You're next. I fucked his ass, so you
would know you can take it. It never killed him and it won't kill you.
You saw the enjoyment he got. He's nothing but a fuck slut now. He'll
let you fuck anybody or anything, as long as he gets his share."

Paul had collapsed with embarrassment and shame when he heard these
words. Life as they knew it had been forever destroyed and would never
be the same again. He and Peg were nothing but fuck sluts for black
cock. She was pregnant and would have more black babies before this was
over. He was accepting the truth, and looking at Peg, realized she had
come to the same conclusion.


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Taken On their Honeymoon

By Richard


My brand new husband and I met on the Internet about six months ago. My
name is Linda and I am a Chinese-Canadian, and until yesterday, lived in
London, Ont. His name is Richard and is from the southern part of the
USA. I am 32, 5" 1", and only weigh a hundred pounds. It is a firmly
packed, well put together hundred pounds, though. I have short black
hair, and big brown eyes. I have been told many times that I am very
beautiful. This is my first marriage, but I did have a Chinese boyfriend
that took my virginity about 6 years ago. We had planned on being
married, but his job kept him in China, and I was transferred to Canada.
I later quit the Chinese job and applied for Canadian citizenship.

Richard is 45, 5" 10", and a solid looking 170 pounds. He is very good
looking, and seems like a very kind person. His personality and sense of
humor is what made me fall in love with him. He likes to be called Rich
or Ricky. I like calling him Rich.

He picked me up early Monday morning in London. Since, Toledo, Ohio was
on our way, we stopped and got a quickie marriage. We filled out the
required forms, got our marriage license, and was married right in the
courthouse. Monday night, we stopped and stayed at his daughters home in
Dayton, Ohio. Her house is very small, and offered no privacy. Except
for a little hugging and kissing, our marriage has not been consumated,
yet. We felt of each other, and played around for awhile. but it went no
farther than that. I was always told that American men had a penis a
foot long and big around as a ball bat. Whoever told me that had not
seen Richard. His was about 5 inches and my fingers would go around it.
I have small hands, so you get the idea. I love him dearly, but I am
sort of disappointed that he isn't bigger in the sex department. It will
be okay though, my boyfriend wasn't very big, either.

We left Dayton early Tuesday and drove down to Pigeon Forge, Tenn. Rich
wanted to spend a few days in the Smokies, as a honeymoon. Arriving in
Pigeon Forge, we saw a big sign that said "Honeymoon Cabins, free
jacuuzi, complimentary bottle of wine, free breakfast, stay a day or a
week". It was a very nice looking place, and the cabins were situated on
the side of a hill. Each cabin was separated by hedge and trees. This
afforded each to appear as if there was only your cabin. You could not
see the cabins on either side of you. When we entered the office, there
was a very nice looking man behind the desk. He was very dark skinned,
and had the features of an Asian. He was probably thirty, and looked as
if he had spent most of his life outdoors. I would say he had a very
rugged, handsome look. He looked up from his computer screen, and as
soon as his eyes landed on me, he never looked anywhere else. It was as
if he was trying to see inside me, to my soul. Cold shivers went down my
spine, and I got a tingly, funny feeling between my legs.

"Hello, my name is Johnny Tsai, and I am running this place for the
Summer. Can I be of assistance? We have the finest honeymoon cottages in
the Smokies. Not only does each room have a king sized bed, but, there
is a large hot tub at the foot of the bed. The rooms are large and
spacious. The shower is large enough for two people. You have complete
privacy. All cottages are completely sound proofed. We also give you a
bottle of the best wine, made right here in the Smokies, complete with a
large tray of hors d'oeuvres. There's enough food, so you never have to
leave your room, unless you want to. Is there anything you want to ask?
Have I forgotten something?" All this was said as he was looking at me.
He only glanced at Richard one time. Rich didn't seem to care, or maybe
he wasn't paying attention.

"The cabins are one hundred dollars a night. Since this is Tuesday, and
we are slow this week, I will let you have two nights for a hundred
seventy-five."

"Two nights would be great". Richard replied. "We can go to Dollywood
tomorrow".

"That's great", Johnny said, smiling. "How long have you been married?"

"This is our second day, but this will be our wedding night. We spent
last night at my daughters."

Johnny processed our credit card and gave us the key. He said he would
bring the wine and food in about half an hour. At last, I was going to
make love to my husband! I could hardly wait to get inside our cabin.
The hot tub, then a shower, and Rich was all mine forever.

Johnny stood looking at the couple as they entered cabin number eight.
He had an evil, lecherous grin on his face. She was going to have her
wedding consummated all right, but not by Richard. She would be the
fourth bride this month, to receive him on their wedding night, instead
of their husbands. He had no complaints, so far. Of course, they never
remembered the next morning that their husband hadn't performed his
husbandly duties. He was laughing, as he went back into the office to
prepare their wine and hors d'oeuvres. Especially, the wine. Oh yes, the
wine. Best in the Smokies. He was still laughing. White man has date
rape drug, but Indian has drugs white man has never heard of. Taking a
clear jelly looking substance from a bottle, he rubbed an amount around
the wine glasses. He put more on the one he planned to give to the dumb
white man. He wanted him to be completely out. On hers, the amount was
less. He wanted her groggy, but still aware of what was going on.
Neither would remember tomorrow, anyway. She would be sore, but would
only think her husband was a tiger in bed. What a joke on her! They
should be about ready, by now. They have had time to look around the
room and unpack. I don't want them to have time to make use of that king
sized bed. That's my territory! Johnny took the tray and bottle of the
Smokies finest wine, and headed toward what was going to be a very
rewarding night!

Richard and Linda were looking around the room, checking the oversize
shower, a hot tub that was big enough for six people, a bed that was
made for sex. Linda wanted to know why the Indian was so dark skinned.
As Richard was reaching for her, he told her that many years ago, blacks
came to the mountains for safety from the white man. The Indians took
them in, and they married Indian women. Many Indians looked black
because they had black ancestors. Enough talking, Richard wanted to make
use of the bed right then, but Linda wanted to wait till they relaxed in
the tub, took a shower together, and then went to bed for the night.
Richard was playfully trying to wrestle her onto the bed, when there was
a knock on the door.

Johnny called out, "Room service!"

When Richard answered the door, there stood Johnny with a bucket of ice,
surrounding a bottle of wine, and in his other hand was a large tray of
food. Two wine glasses were sticking out of the ice.

Johnny said, "Let me put the tray on the table. May I have the honor of
opening the wine and pouring the newlyweds a glass of wine?"

Richard did not really want any wine, but still, it did come with the
room, so he said, "sure, go ahead and open it up."

While Johnny was pouring, he was swishing the wine around in the
glasses. "This brings the wine alive." Also, gets all the drug into the
wine, he was thinking. He handed them their glasses and said, "Okay now,
it is a custom that the first glass is drunk straight down. After that
you are supposed to sip, not drink."

Richard and Linda dutifully drank it straight down. Neither, was wine
drinkers, and knew nothing about customs, but they didn't want to show
their ignorance.

"If you need anything, don't be afraid to call. I'm in the office till
midnight."

As soon as the door closed, clothes started flying around the room, and
two naked lovers jumped into the water. They were sitting in the water,
relaxing and playing footsie with each other. Richard kept trying to put
his toes between Linda's legs. Richard's actions started to slow down.
Linda was feeling kind of dizzy.

Linda said, "I think the excitement, the trip, and this hot water is
making me dizzy. I'm going to take a shower and get into that big bed."

Richard's speech was beginning to slur, when he replied, "I think I'll
lie on the bed till you are finished. I must be more tired than I
thought. I don't believe I could stand up long enough to shower right
now. Don't take too long, and then I'll take the fastest shower you ever
saw."

Linda was finished in less than ten minutes, and when she entered the
room, she was ready for sex. She was still dizzy, but not any worse than
before. "Okay Rich. It's your turn, and don't take all night! Rich!
Richard! Are you asleep? Wake up! Wake up! You can't do this! Wake up,
Damn YOU!" He wouldn't even budge. He was snoring, for Christ's sake! At
that moment, Linda was even more dizzy than before. She was still angry
and disgusted, but also needed to lie down. Rich was lying on top of the
covers, so she covered him with her part of the comforter, and she got
beneath the sheet. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Johnny had been impatiently waiting for over half an hour. A few more
minutes, he thought. You're an Indian, be patient. He knew that he
needed forty-five minutes for the drug to really work. Then, he had at
least two hours, to do whatever he wanted. It had worked many times
before, so patience is the name of the game. He was in a hurry to claim
the little Chinese bride. There had never been an Asian in his clutches
before. He was anxious to get his big dick between her legs, and in her
mouth. Should he make her suck him first, or should he fuck her first?
Decisions! Decisions! Time to stop thinking and start doing.

Johnny could see in his minds eye what he wanted the Chinese bride to do
for him. But, first, he was going to eat her and then fuck her until she
couldn't walk without limping. Johnny walked up to the cabin, and used
his passkey to enter. There was no hesitation on his part. He knew the
man was sound asleep, and his wife would either be asleep, or too groggy
to resist. Either way, she was going to get the fucking of her life! It
was dark inside, until his eyes adjusted to the dim light coming through
the drapes. It wouldn't be full dark for another hour. Walking over to
the bed, he removed the sheet covering Linda. Beautiful! Her skin was so
soft and smooth looking. Not a hair anywhere, except for a small area
above her sweet looking pussy. That was the one thing, he didn't like
about white women, they were so hairy. After removing his shoes, pants
and shirt, he lay down beside the lovely bride. He pressed the full
length of his body against hers. Placing his lips against hers, he gave
her a long, lingering kiss. At first there was no response, but then she
opened her mouth, and let his tongue explore her mouth.

Linda was asleep, but started to awake, when Richard started kissing
her. She could feel his whole body, and that included his manhood! She
was thinking that it felt bigger, than when she put her fingers around
it. Maybe American men grew when they were ready for sex. She opened her
mouth to accept his tongue. Aaah! Rich felt so good! This is how it
should be on any girls wedding night. A loving, horny husband, with a
big dick! What else could make a woman so happy? Rich had been playing,
and tweaking her breasts, now his fingers found her womanhood. She was
already getting wet down there. Rich lowered his head and began sucking
her small, but firm breasts. So Good! Oh, It feels heavenly! First one,
then the other, not neglecting either! Then, Rich slowly kissed his way
down to her pussy mound. What was he going to do? No man had ever put
his mouth down there! She had heard that men did that, but never
believed that it would happen to her. She started to try and move his
head, but just then, his tongue touched her clitoris. "Oh God Rich, what
did you do? Do it again! That felt wonderful!" She had come full awake
now, or as full awake, as she was going to get. She was aware, and her
feelings were certainly working, but her brain was not accepting the
fact that a man other than her husband was making love to her.

Johnny was thinking, don't worry about me doing it again. You'll be
begging me to stop, before I'm finished. He would lick and suck her clit
for awhile, then stick his long tongue inside her. His tongue was longer
and thicker than many cocks he had seen. She seemed to enjoy him sucking
her clit, more than anything else.

Linda was squirming around on the bed, trying to get away from the
invading tongue, and at the same time, trying to get more. MY God, It
felt so good! Never in my life has anything felt this good. "Keep
sucking my clit. I'm going to cum! Don't stop! Don't stop! OH God, Oh
God! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh Richard, I love you! I love you!

Your darling Richard can never satisfy you like this, Johnny was
thinking. Now, for some hard, deep fucking of the Chinese bride. Johnny
took Linda's legs and put them above her head. She was wide open for his
giant cock, and she was going to get every inch. That little white worm,
her husband called a dick, would never satisfy her after tonight. In
nine months, there might be another little Indian running around the South.

"Take your fingers, and spread your pussy lips. This is going to be a
tight fit and you may feel some pain at first." Johnny whispered. He
didn't want her bleeding, and that dick of her husbands would never be
big enough for that. If there was blood on the sheets in the morning,
they might become suspicious.

"Linda did as she was told, but she was wondering why Rich would ask
such a thing. She had seen his dick, and there was no way it was going
to hurt. Another thing was Rich's voice. I know it's him but why is he
whispering? He sounds funny, maybe the wine, or just waking up. Then she
felt a pressure at the opening of her womanhood. A Big Pressure!!! "What
are you doing? What are you trying to put into me?" she screamed!
"That's not your dick! Dicks aren't made that big! What are you trying
to stick inside me? Richard, please. Tell me what you are doing! Why are
you hurting me?"

"That is my giant cock. Take it in your hands. Feel of it. Guide it into
your pussy. My cock is bigger than you thought. It's grown to it's full
size, now. It will only hurt, till the head passes the entrance of your
tight little cunt."

"Richard, you talk different. What has happened to you? Why are you
talking this way?" Linda asked. She had her hands down there, spreading
the lips apart, so it was just a matter of raising her hands, to feel
the dick pushing against her opening. "OH MY GOD!, Oh My God! How did
you get so big? That won't go inside me! Please Richard, don't put that
monster inside me! You'll kill me! Let me suck you, or masturbate you,
anything but this." Linda was crying.

Suddenly, there was 'pop', and he was inside. "NO, NO, NO, take it out!
It Hurts! It Hurts! Please don't hurt me anymore! I love you, but please
don't hurt me," She was groaning.

Then with a grunt, his hips sharply pounded down. I screamed

in pain as the thick head jammed itself between the folds, forcing them
apart.

My back arched and my buttocks lifted off the bed as my body tried to
take the

immense knob. He reared back and rammed himself back down, forcing his
huge cock into my tight pussy. I howled in pain and pleasure as the
thick, rigid cock stabbed into my

inflamed flesh, tearing and stretching my pussy, making it larger,
making it

take in its great size. Then I felt my pussy lips closing around his
thick shaft and realized that he was inside me. My legs kicked
themselves around him, my calves against

his buttocks, pulling him down to me, trying to drive the brutish spike
deeper

into me. It drilled in deeper and the fullness I felt within me was
incredible! I didn't

think he could get any more into me. Suddenly my body shuddered in
spasms as I came, the most violent orgasm I'd ever had. My hips rocked
up and my fluid squirted out of me onto our thighs. He grunted as again
he pounded down into my spasming pussy. My bottom rose off the bed to
meet his thrust and the massive shaft buried itself deeper into me. My
cries became inaudible as my breath was taken away by the unbelievable
fullness crammed into my stretched and quivering pussy. With my throat
constricted in response to the pain, I screamed soundlessly each time he
gored into me. My thrusting hips met each sharp piercing, making each
fierce thrust drive his great cock deeper into my aching pussy. I lifted
my head and stared down between us at the thick flesh that was
penetrating deeper with each violent stab. I couldn't believe I was
taking so much of him into me! And there was still more to go! My head
snapped back against the mattress and I began to shudder madly as I came
even more intensely that before. With his next mighty thrust, I felt his
pubic bone collide into mine and his balls pound against my bottom. He
was finally completely inside me, but not for long. He pulled his
complete length out of me and I gasped as I felt my pussy tightly
contracting as his enormous cock receded. Then he jabbed back down. My
buttocks instinctively rose to meet the violent thrust and my narrow
pussy walls were again cruelly stretched open, taking him in to the
hilt. I felt a sharp stab deep inside and I knew the head of his huge
cock had hit the back of my pussy and was pressed against the opening to
my womb. The pain just increased the waves of pleasure that continued to
roar through me. He quickly pulled back out and my bottom ground into
the mattress as he withdrew, increasing the friction of his flesh
stimulating my pulsing pussy walls. My throat finally opened and I
gasped as I felt my insides being yanked out as he savagely speared back
into me and my hips thrust up to accept him. His massive staff cruelly
split apart my pussy lips and tore through my narrow channel, pounding
into my cervix, stretching me wider and deeper to accommodate his girth
and length.

"God, No!" I shrieked as his cock began to thrust fiercely in and out of
me,

each sharp piercing enlarging my pussy to match his size. I felt myself
opening,

the pain growing less intense and his thrusting becoming more and more

pleasurable. My hips found his rhythm and my pussy pushed up again and
again

into his pistoning cock, trying to get it as deep and tight into me as I
could. It went on forever. Over and over, he hammered his hips down and
I returned each

fierce thrust with one of my own. My cries of anguish became cries of
passion as

I spasmed again and again under him as wave after wave of pleasure flashed

through me. Then I felt his buttocks begin to tighten. His savage
thrusts became even more intense. He grabbed my legs and threw them over
his shoulders, pulling my buttocks high off the bed. My pussy was
vertical with my womb directly below it and he hammered his spike
straight down, violently stabbing in deeper and deeper again and again.
His head snapped back and his back arched as he brutally jammed his
immense cock down, driving it deep into me, the head pressed tight
against the entrance to my womb. I felt the sharp jerk of his cock and
the dull pressure of his cum jetting deeper into me, sucking it through
my cervix and into my womb. He growled in pleasure as my rippling pussy
pulled and nursed at his spurting cock. I cried out in rapture at the
power of the orgasm that ravaged my being. Each time his thick flesh
grew in preparation for another blast, the tightening in my pussy drove
me into another wave of orgasmic spasming, making it clamp down on the
pumping flesh, drawing his surging sperm up to my fertile womb. My hand
reached down to cup his balls. His scrotum was still full, heavy with
the potent seed that his rigid cock would plant in me. I rolled the
thick balls in my palm, kneading and caressing the velvety skin. My
enraptured body heedlessly drank in spurt after spurt of his virile
semen. The throbbing within me began to ebb as the last of his cum
drained out of him into me. I shuddered as his tight fullness began to
lessen and his cum seeped out of me, rolling slowly down into the
crevice between my buttocks. He rested his full weight upon me, crushing
me into the mattress. My legs tightened on his thighs and I wrapped my
arms around him. I held his groaning body tightly against mine, my pussy
still rutting gently into his still-enlarged cock.

"Oh, God, I'm so full of your cum. Richard, I never dreamed anything
could feel so good."

He began to rotate his hips and his cock, semi-erect and buried in my
twitching

pussy, slipped up and down in my cum-soaked sheath, the base of his
slick shaft

grinding against my clit. My insatiable body responded by intensifying
my pussy's thrusts and clutching him tighter to my rocking breasts, my
nipples

grinding into his chest.

"P-please, no", I moaned, I can't cum again. It would kill me."

He pressed his lips against my neck and sucked hard at my skin. His
hands mauled my breasts, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"No," I groaned, "Don't! Stop!"

The delicious heat of his mouth on my skin was electric and my nipples
grew tighter against his palms. My back arched, pushing my body up into his

brutal embrace. I felt my pussy tightening as he again grew rigid inside
me. His hips began to slowly thrust his great cock in and out

He groaned, "you're good!"

He slammed his cock deep into me and I shrieked as I came, my body
shuddering against his invading spike. I felt my pussy again clenching
and pulling at him. The spasms sucked into my womb, the cum left in my
pussy from his last ejaculation, and made my body thirsty for more. My
beating hips drove my pussy up to him, matching him blow for blow. He
increased his tempo, thrusting faster and deeper, heightening the
orgasmic flames that licked at my insides This made him pound his
immense shaft harder and deeper into my quaking, grasping pussy. My body
drove up to take each deep stab. Our bodies met again and again, his
flesh burying itself deep into mine as I cried out over and over in
endless rapturous orgasm. His grunting grew loud and sharp as his
thrusts became even more intense. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up
off the bed, stabbing himself down into my upturned pussy again and
again, driving deeper and deeper each time, pounding harder and harder
into my cervix as if trying to push right into my womb. Then his back
began to tense and his buttocks grew tight as his body prepared to shoot
his cum into me. I felt his cock grow tighter inside me as it swelled,
getting ready to cum again. He let out a long low groan as his back
arched and he rammed his cock in deep, painfully ramming the tip hard
into the bottom of my battered pussy. Then came the violent wrench of
his cock and the subtle impact of his cum spurting into me.

I shrieked as I erupted in violent orgasm. My pussy clamped down hard on
his contracting cock, pulling the thick cream swiftly through my cervix
into my womb. My spasming channel released the great mass just as it
again expanded, only to squeeze even tighter upon it as it pumped
another rich gush of his virile sperm into me. My pussy sucked greedily
at his gushing flesh, eagerly swallowing spurt after spurt. I
passionately welcomed each sweet, savage spurt, digging my heels into
his buttocks to force his massive prick deeper and tighter into me. I
urgently milked his cock, pulling sharply at it again and again, drawing
every drop of his seed into my insatiable womb. His climax seemed to go
on forever. His pumping cock swelled and throbbed inside me over and
over, shooting more and more of his cum into me, flooding my womb,
filling it to overflowing. My body shuddered under him in delight as I
came again and again, rhythmically grabbing and pulling at his grunting,
sweating body even after the violent jerking inside me became a dull
pulse and he fell gasping onto my rutting body. The last of the
incredible waves crested and he rolled off my body. I was so drained and
completely satisfied, that I immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Now, for the part I don't like, thought Johnny. He walked around the
king sized bed to the other side, and threw the covers off her husband.
He was still sound asleep. His puny white dick, was lying between his
legs. Johnny reached for the little cock and started playing with it.
Even in his sleep, Richard began to get hard. Johnny was able to stroke
it, now. Johnny stroked faster and faster, and after only a few minutes,
Richard squirted his cum onto his own stomach. It was a pitiful amount,
compared to what Johnny had just done, but better than nothing. Johnny
covered him back up and left the cabin.

The sun shining through the drapes, finally woke Richard and Linda up.
The first thing Richard thought was, "Oh My God, I went to sleep on our
wedding night. How could I do such a stupid thing?"

Then Linda rolled over next to him and started whispering what a great
lover he was. Telling him what a tiger he was, and how wonderful she
felt. He had no idea what she was talking about, but was not about to
open his mouth and admit it. She got out of bed, and cum was running
from her pussy and down her thighs. Richard looked at her, and then felt
himself. He had cum on his stomach and his dick was crusted with dried
jism. He had consummated his wedding night, and didn't remember it!!
Richard figured the best thing for him to do, was keep his mouth shut.

After the two of them showered, they left to go sightseeing, and then to
take in the Dollywood amusement park. It was very hot in the park, but
still, they enjoyed themselves. It was late afternoon, when they
returned to their cabin. They were hot and tired. Both wanted to take a
cool shower and relax. Linda went to the shower first, while Richard
unloaded the car of the souvenirs they had bought, and brochures Linda
wanted to keep. He also wanted to check the oil, because they were going
over the mountain, early in the morning. By the time he finished, Linda
had on her sundress and was waiting for him to shower. A few minutes
later, and Richard was showered and in his boxer shorts. They had just
lay down on the bed to relax and play around, when there was a knock on
the door.

It could be nobody, but the manager, Johnny. Richard opened the door,
and, of course, Richard was right. There stood Johnny with two large
glasses of iced lemonade.

"Hi, said Johnny, I saw you pull up, and thought you might like a cold
drink. This is fresh squeezed lemonade. On a hot day like this, it will
hit the spot." Johnny came inside, and they made small talk while Rich
and Linda sipped their cold drink. Johnny was telling them the many
things to do, and places to see, while they were in the mountains. They
had finished their drinks, and Johnny asked if they wanted another.
Richard didn't, but Linda said she would like another one, if it wasn't
too much trouble. Johnny said he would go get her another, but Linda
wouldn't hear of him going to that much trouble. She said she would walk
down with him

"I'll be right back," she told Rich, as she went out the door.

Oh, no you won't, Johnny was thinking. I put enough drug in his
lemonade, to make him sleep all night. And you, my little fucking
machine, are mine for as long as I want.

By the time they walked to the office, Linda was feeling dizzy again.
She thought it must be from walking around in the sun all day. Upon
entering the office, she asked if she could sit down for a few minutes.

"Sure, but come into my living quarters, so you will be more
comfortable." Johnny was saying, as he led her into his room behind the
office.

She collapsed on a large red sofa, and was instantly between sleep and
reality. She knew where she was at, but her mind kept seeing her husband
and not Johnny. She felt as if there was someplace she should go, but
for the life of her, she couldn't remember where. Her eyes didn't want
to open, and she couldn't seem to move her limbs.

He arose from the couch and motioned for her to remain seated, as he
stepped in front of her. He placed her hands at the top of his pants.
Not knowing what was expected, and too embarrassed to withdraw, she let
him use her fingers to manipulate the clasp open. Her eyes widened as
the zipper descended with a tug of from her hand. On sight of the tented
cotton boxers she became visibly uncomfortable with her lack of control.
Her hands were frozen on the sides of his receding pants. She shuddered
as his engorged penis came into view. Her cheeks were crimson and her
stomach was flustered.

She had never sucked a dick before. She had grown up, believing they
were dirty, and certainly not to be put into your mouth. Why was Richard
doing this to her? Was all men this way?

As his hand slowly touched her cheek, she realized what was expected.
Her eyes met his and she knew she didn't have what it took to refuse, he
pulled the foreskin back until the dark ruby head was fully revealed,
while guiding her hesitant lips to its tip. At first she only let her
lips brush the head momentarily before receding. Then she began kissing
it more attentively. Finally she let the situation take its course and
tentatively extended her tongue to taste him. With some small measure of
hesitance she resigned herself to gently slurping, before an
authoritative hand pulled her head closer, forcing her to take him
inside her hot mouth.

She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else while the
bulbous head disappeared between her lips. He pressed her on, and she
made no attempt to stop him as her lips distended around his girth. When
he began to withdraw her eyes opened, imagining the act over, only to
realize it was just the beginning as he slid back inside her hollowed
cheeks. His pace grew and she soon became accustomed to the rhythmic
invasion. When his hand moved down to massage her neck she found herself
maintaining the pace, eager to finish.

Watching her small lips stretch voluntarily each time his head entered
her gave way to the realization of his power over her body, and moreover
her mind. His desire to further invade her in an exercise of will
overcame him. After another moment she tasted a modicum of hot fluid in
her mouth. The alien taste brought back a renewed sense of guilt and
shame. His voice surprised her, as the only sounds made thus far were
his soft moans and her steady slurping.

"Don't take it out of your mouth" He said with that same paternalistic
tone.

Her questioning gaze sent him over the top. He replaced his hands in
their former position on the back of her head as he held on to the
ecstasy of the moment. Feeling every inch of her half willing mouth,
every accidental brush of her tongue, and the constant look in her eye.
As her mouth descended upon his shaft, he let go, squeezing the first
stream inside her. Her brow quickly furrowed and her eyes shut tightly
as she continued dutifully. With each successive descent he spasmed,
releasing more ejaculate. After two such spasms she involuntarily
swallowed to prevent her mouth from overflowing when his penis returned.

Gradually the ejaculations subsided and she opened her eyes. She looked
into his eyes as her bobbing head slowed to a stop. She continued to
massage his semi erect member with her tongue, awaiting the official
end. After savoring the moment for a few more minutes he withdrew from
the confines of her mouth.

It had lost some hardness, but Richard or Johnny (I couldn't separate
them) said to lick it and to bring it back to life. I began to lick the
head as it rose between my tits. I then slid my tongue down the
underside of his big dick and my tongue began to play with his balls.
This elicited a moan, and I could see his huge rod stiffen and rise from
his stomach in time with his heartbeat. I was transfixed.

He grabbed me by my waist and in one smooth, quick motion, had me on my
back. The motion took my breath away. He reached down and grabbed my
ankles, straightening my legs and holding them out in a vee. I looked
down as he positioned his massive tool at my entrance and slowly, deftly
slid the ebony head into my tight pink pussy. He slid inch after inch
into me, until he bottomed out against my cervix. My pussy had never
been invaded like this, and I gasped for air. He began to make slow,
rhythmic strokes. Somehow, with his motion he was able to rub against my
clit. The sensation of being so full, so taken by this man, and the
stimulation of my clit put me over the edge. I wrapped my legs around
his back and dug my heels into him as I wailed helplessly. He didn't
slow down, but grabbed my ankles with one hand and held my heels against
his right shoulder and began sawing his cock into me, while holding my
legs together. His cock felt so big in this position, and I know my
pussy must have felt even tighter to him! I felt my body being stretched
as it had never been stretched before, triggering all sort of erotic
sensations throughout my body. The intense feeling of my cunt stretching
over his thick cock was making me weak.

As he powerfully thrust, he repeatedly landed all he had into her narrow
passage. Linda screamed in delight as he pounded her pussy with his
thick cock. The intense feeling of being fucked by a large cock made
Linda have one orgasm after another. He held her waist as he powerfully
thrust his long, thick meat into her faster and faster. His muscular
body tensed as his testicles exploded. Johnny shot load after load of
his thick warm cum into her quivering body. He pulled her against him as
hard as he could as his tremendous cock , emptied inside of her yearning
pussy. His hips shuddered as he cum, he made small thrusts to keep his
cock planted within her depths so that he could spray his seed as deep
as he could into her grasping tightness. He screwed up his eyes and
jerked his hips, short quick jerks as his cock gushed his cum into her,
his semen pulsing from his thick shaft into the wet creaminess of her
vagina.

.Linda was sweating and her cunt was dripping as he helped her back into
her clothes. He almost carried her back to the cabin and her still
sleeping husband. He got her inside, then, undressed her again. Holding
her in the shower, he washed off all evidence of being fucked. There was
no way, he could get all the cum out of her pussy, but it should be
drained out by the time she woke up in the morning. He helped her dry
and then put her into bed.

As Johnny left the cabin, he was wondering what her husband was going to
say, when he went to fuck his bride, and she was stretched big enough to
put your fist into. Oh, well, that's his problem. Johnny was whistling,
as he went to the office.

Luckily, Linda started her period before she got up the next morning.
That covered the evidence of being fucked.

As they drove by the office, on their way home, Johnny was waving, as he
stood in the doorway of the office.

Linda smiled and said, "He seemed like a nice young man, didn't he? I
wonder what he does for excitement in a town like this."

Just then, they passed a young couple driving into the motel.

When her period stopped six days later, her pussy had reverted to it's
original size, and Rich was never the wiser. But, for some reason
unknown to her, Linda always felt as if there was something missing. She
didn't know why, but she kept thinking that Richard was bigger than he
actually was. Strange thought!


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Husband?s Boss

By Richard

Mary first met Jim's employer at her wedding three years previously. The
best way to describe him would be a black, ugly, old prick. If that
wasn't enough, he was also rude, overbearing, and demanding around white
women. Maybe, having money and owning a construction company gave him
the idea he could treat people like dirt. Being the boss of practically
every man at the wedding was another reason he strutted around like an
over-sized peacock.

It was strange, but he always treated the black wives with respect.
Another thing, he had a beautiful wife half his age and she seemed to
worship him. Mary couldn't understand what his problem was, and frankly,
didn't give a damn.

Two years later, at the tender age of 25, Mary gave birth to a beautiful
daughter. She had avoided Jim's boss whenever possible. The few times
they had met, he always leered as he stared at her breasts, or long trim
legs.

Twice in the past, she and Jim had been invited to the jerks home for a
barbecue and swim in their pool. His name was really Robert, but she
preferred thinking of him as dickhead. That was another thing, he was
always having white couples to his home, but never invited his black
employees.

Jim came home Friday afternoon and greeted her with a big hug, as he
said. "Honey, pack your bags. We're invited to spend the weekend with
Bob and Gina at their beach house. I think he may give me the Foreman's
job at the new shopping mall we're going to be working on."

"We can't go away for a weekend! We have a six month old baby!
Remember?" Mary exclaimed. "Besides, I don't care if he is your boss, I
can't stand him and that wise ass mouth of his."

"Honey, don't be that way. I know we have a baby, but your Mother said
she would keep her whenever we wanted time alone. I'm thinking about the
baby, and the mortgage, and the car note. I need this Foreman's job and
the extra money. You like Gina well enough."

"Sure, I like Gina and I have never understood why she married such a
jerk. Promise me you will try and keep him away from me." Mary asked.

"Okay, Honey! He must be 60 years old. All he can do is stare and leer
at beautiful women." Jim laughed. "He's just a harmless old man trying
to relive his dreams of youth."

Dickhead Robert lived up to Mary's expectations, by staring at her
shapely body in her skimpy two piece bikini. A few times, he made
suggestive remarks when Jim wasn't within hearing. Once, Mary told Jim
what was going on, but he wanted the Foreman's job so bad, he just
brushed it away as an over imagination. Gina couldn't help but know what
was happening, but she ignored her husband's words and actions. Mary was
uncomfortable every minute, not knowing what was going to happen next.
One time in the pool, he actually grabbed her ass. Another time, he
cupped her breasts when nobody was looking. Mary was a nervous wreck,
trying to avoid Robert and his wandering hands.

Late Saturday afternoon, the two men went to a local bar on the beach.
Finally, Mary had some peace and quiet. When Gina suggested they open a
bottle of chilled wine and relax around the pool, Mary was thrilled.
With the men gone, Gina removed her top and Mary soon did the same. Gina
really was a nice person when Robert wasn't around. She had a statuesque
ebony body and breasts larger than Mary's.

The bottle was almost empty, when Gina said, "I"m going to drag my butt
to bed, if I can ever get off my drunk ass."

"I don't think I have the energy to move right now. I'm going to enjoy
the evening a little longer. I'll see you in the morning." Mary replied.

Mary vaguely heard the men enter and go upstairs. Her husband sounded as
if he was very drunk. Mary was too relaxed and comfortable to offer her
help. She just didn't have the energy to put up with a drunk and his
amorous advances.

laying on the chaise, tipsy from the wine and half asleep, she felt her
heavy breasts being fondled. Instantly wide awake, and looking down, she
saw two large, brown hands clasped around her mounds and tweaking the
sensitive nipples. She knew without looking up, it was her husband's
fucking boss!

"My God! You've got your nerve! Stop this instant! I'll scream my head
off, if you don't leave me alone!" Mary snarled, as she tried removing
his hands. He slapped her breasts, first one, then the other. She had
never experienced such excruciating pain in her life. One long drawn out
scream escaped, followed by sobbing whimpers.

"My dear wife and your wimp husband are passed out drunk. Scream all you
want! See how much good it will do you!" Robert smirked.

Finally, able to get air into her lungs, Mary took a deep breath and
screamed. Robert slapped her repeatedly, rocking her head back and
forth, effectively cutting off the screams. "Listen bitch, and listen
good! You think I don't know why you are always dressing sexy and
shaking your ass around me? You want a real man! You want me to fuck
your white pussy with my big cock!"

"No! No! You're mistaken! I dress like everyone else my age! I dress for
myself and my husband, not you! I don't want to have sex with you! I
never have! Please, let me go. I"ll never say anything to Jim or Gina!
Please!" Mary was begging now.

Robert had been in the construction business all his life. He had gotten
older and accumulated a little extra weight, but he was still very
strong. He outweighed Mary by more than a hundred pounds and knew he
could do anything that struck his fancy. Right now, he wanted to
humiliate her! He was going to show her that being white didn't make her
better than him. He had raped dozens of white wives in the last thirty
years. Never, had one failed to be satisfied and not come back for more.
She was just another white slut secretly wanting a black man's cock
stuck up her pussy.

He had lusted after her body from the first time he saw her at the
wedding ceremony. Robert knew she had always tried to avoid him and that
made this moment so much sweeter. This was his chance to show her just
what his big cock could do.

Mary was sobbing uncontrollably from shame and her helplessness. She
never dreamed Robert would go this far. She had gotten herself into a
position from which she could see no escape. It was unbearable to dwell
on the consequences.

Lifting Mary like a rag doll, he set her upright facing him. Her face
was only inches from his crotch. "Unsnap my shorts and pull them down! I
want you to get a close look at what will soon be in your mouth and
pussy." He ordered.

To prevent getting hit again, Mary slowly loosened and pulled down his
cargo shorts. Not surprised, when she saw he wasn't wearing underwear.
She did gasp when she saw the huge shaft hanging heavily between his
legs. His sac was grotesquely flaccid and seemed to have two golf balls
within. When his pants fell to the deck, he thrust his pubic area toward
her face.

"Touch it!" He commanded. "Wrap your white fingers around the shaft and
suck it!"

When Mary didn't move fast enough, he reached for one of her injured
breasts. "God, No! I'm sorry! I'll do it! Just don't touch my breasts
again." Mary cried.

Wrapping both hands around the huge monster, she lifted it toward her
mouth. She tentatively kissed the bulbous head and felt it twitch
against her lips.

"Do I have to tell you everything? Open your mouth, use your tongue!
Take it inside your mouth and suck, you bitch!" Robert ordered again.

With tears running down her cheeks, Mary opened her mouth to take the
giant head into her oral cavity. She had to open wider to allow it
entrance. Her tongue was pressed down and her jaws were already
beginning to hurt. Pulling her head back, she was able to run her tongue
around the tip. God have mercy! It was growing and getting harder!
Trying to please him, she was stroking his long shaft as she licked and
slobbered over the sensitive head.

"Yes! Like that! I'll make a cocksucker out of you yet! Soon, you"ll
have it down your throat." Robert gloated.

Mary had wiped all other thoughts from her mind. Now, she was determined
to satisfy this rapist with her mouth, so he would leave her body alone.
Accepting her decision, she relaxed and began sucking more forcefully.
Bobbing her head back and forth, she could take three or four inches,
before pulling back and licking again. Against her wishes, Mary could
feel herself getting wet between her legs.

Never having seen or felt a cock this huge, Mary was secretly proud she
had the ability to excite something so powerful. She was aware her pussy
juices were leaking from her trembling cunt. His massive ten inch cock
was pulsing and throbbing, as the bitter-sweet pre-cum filled her mouth.
She had sucked her husband on occasion, but never cared for the taste.
Now, she found herself desiring more and more of this alien fluid.

Robert could tell this young white wife was throwing her inhibitions to
the wind. She was actually enjoying his large cock and being dominated
by her black attacker. It was getting time to serve her the main course.
Pulling his cock from her mouth, he grabbed her arm and said, "It's time
for a bed. I want to taste your sweet pussy before I fuck you crazy!"

Mary couldn't believe what had happened! She had been so close to having
him shoot his sperm into her mouth and throat. She didn't want to be
eaten and fucked by this monster! Struggling to get loose didn't help
her situation, since he just raised his big hand and threatened to slap
her tender breast.

"Listen cunt! You obey or get hurt! It's your choice to make, whether
you receive pleasure or pain!" Robert growled.

Mary meekly followed him inside and up the stairs. She saw her unknowing
husband passed out in their guest room. They entered the room across the
hall and Robert left the door open. My God! He wanted Jim to wake up and
hear what was happening, as he ravished her body! Since Jim couldn't
protect her, she prayed he never woke up until this ordeal was over. She
couldn't live if her husband knew she had sucked and fucked a black man.
Yes, she finally admitted to herself, she was helpless to stop him from
fucking her.

While Mary was resisting and refusing to co-operate, she still believed
she could escape. But now, accepting the inevitable, she was more
relaxed and complacent. For one reason or another, she hadn't had sex
since her daughter was born. She was horny as Hell, and looking at his
huge dark cock , she wondered if her pussy would be ripped apart. Mary
knew she was going to soon find out.

Another person in the house did wake up and follow them up the steps.
She was now outside in the darkened hallway, with her digital camera
ready to go. Gina and her husband had done this many times and knew they
needed a photo record for later. Full screen pictures on the computer
had a way of stopping loose tongues, instantly.

Robert pushed Mary onto the bed and flat on her back. With not a wasted
movement, he was between her legs and covering her body with his. She
couldn't have gotten away, even if she had tried.

Mary could feel his large cock rubbing along her inner thighs, as she
was smothered by his heavy body. Her large breasts were squashed by his
chest, but now, his kinky hairs were causing tingles of pleasure, not
pain. His thick lips locked on hers, as his tongue shot into her open
mouth. Surrendering, she encircled his head with her arms and kissed him
back. All thoughts of resistance had disappeared, and she was now ready
to accept his huge cock inside her tiny pussy. Not only was she ready,
she was actually aching to have him fuck her.

It entered Mary's thoughts, that he may have been right. Maybe, she had
always secretly wanted him to fuck her. She had worn a skimpy bikini
today, hadn't she? She had worn short, sexy skirts when she knew they
were going to visit him and Gina. This was all her fault! How could she
blame him for something she had been asking for? Robert had seen her
inner self and was giving what she had always desired. What a dear,
sweet man! How could she have thought him ugly? Without her knowledge,
her brain had justified everything happening to her. She belonged to
Robert and anything he wished to do.

Robert could hear Mary moaning deep in her throat. Her actions had
changed from resistance to acceptance, even open aggression. She was
ready for the next phase of her debasement. He knew she would be his,
until another young wife came along. Construction was difficult work and
there was a steady employee turnover. In the meantime, he would ruin her
for that limp dicked white husband. His black employees were always
happy to get his leftovers.

Knowing he had conquered, Robert could now afford to show his gentle
side. Beginning his slide toward her wet and ready pussy, he very gently
sucked each turgid nipple into his mouth. He was careful not to apply
undue pressure and cause her pain. Still, she shivered as he gently
sucked each, over and over. Then, his tongue left a wet trail down her
stomach and to her most private of places.

Mary missed his tongue and kisses, until she felt the gentle caresses on
her injured breasts. She shivered from fright, until the lips, ever so
softly, sucked each marble sized aureole without hurting. Again, she
missed his lips, as the slick tongue licked down her flat stomach. She
had her fists knotted into the pillow, expecting pain, but only jolts of
pleasure were shooting through her body.

Robert's tongue lovingly licked Mary's inner thighs and around her pubic
hair. She squirmed and twisted, trying to get his mouth over her aching
pussy. There was a raging inferno inside her pussy and only an orgasmic
release could quench the fire.

He opened her cunt with fingers on each side of the slippery labia.
Finally, Mary felt his thick, thrusting tongue inside her opened pussy.
He was fucking her with a tongue larger than her husband's dick. At
last, he took her clitoris between his lips and gently sucked as he
nibbled on the sensitive bud. That's all it took to put her over the
edge. Arching her back and thrusting shapely hips toward the mouth
driving her crazy, Mary had an orgasm of epic proportions. A scorching
heat began deep inside her lower body, racing at the speed of light
throughout her being. Never in her life had she imagined anything could
feel so exquisite.

Robert, feeling the contractions against his probing tongue, and Mary's
thrashing in the throes of orgasm, knew it was time for the main event.

Mary was still coming down from the most thrilling orgasm of her young
life. Suddenly, returning to reality, she felt Robert's huge cock head
probing at her open Labia. He was now at the entrance of her husband's
private domain, and she knew she was at the point of no return. For one
quick second, she returned to sanity and pleaded, "No! Please don't do
any more! My husband is just across the hall! Don't do this thing to me
and him. Please, don't!"

Without answering, Robert slowly pressed forward. Mary was so slick, his
enormous cock actually entered with little resistance. Slowly, ever so
slowly, his hard, throbbing cock disappeared into her waiting cleft.

Looking down, Mary could see this huge black pole entering her white
pussy. It was the most erotic sight imaginable! As he stretched her, it
was slightly uncomfortable, but the currents of pleasure were a thousand
times better.

When about half of his cock was buried, Robert withdrew and fucked her
with short strokes. Withdrawing, until only the head was inside, he
thrust forward forcefully. He felt his long cock hit bottom and knew he
was at the entrance of her cervix. Not moving, he twitched his cock a
few times, letting her feel his powerful tool exploring deep inside her
virgin area. Robert knew she had never had anything this far inside her
stomach, except when she gave birth. With any luck, she would experience
that event again in nine months.

When Robert thrust inside, Mary thought she was being split apart. The
few moments of pain and apprehension gave way before the intense
feelings emanating from the bottom of her soul. She had taken every inch
of his long thick cock! Her pussy surrounded his penis tighter than a
skin on a snake. A sense of pride flowed through her at the
accomplishment. Without even realizing what she was doing, Mary was
pressing her hips against his pubic bone, trying to get more.

Now, that she had fully accepted him, Robert began with long, slow
strokes. Her pussy almost turned inside out with the out-stroke, then
back inside with each thrust. Her engorged clitoris was being stimulated
with every move his cock made.

Mary couldn't help herself from humping back toward this wonderful tool
of life giving pleasure. She was moaning and whimpering loudly, but
thoughts of her husband waking never entered her feverish mind. Her
entire being was being consumed with the most delicious feelings.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" She commanded.

Robert was surprised at her abandon and complete loss of control, but
had no problem granting her wish. With piston like strokes and a
rotating, grinding motion, he knew she was nearing her climax. Robert
smiled as she thrashed about beneath him, urging him to fuck harder with
his ten inch cock.

Suddenly, Mary began screaming. "Oh, God! Oh, God!" I can't stand
anymore! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Her legs locked around his ass, wanting every inch of his cock, as she
grunted and groaned to an earth shattering orgasm.

Robert was very close to his own climax, and Mary's movements put him
over the edge. He thrust another couple of times and his seed erupted
from his mighty shaft. He kept driving into her body, until she was
filled to overflowing. His cum was oozing out around his black shaft and
down her ass.

Mary's eyes rolled back in her head, as she passed out momentarily from
the intense pleasure. When Robert collapsed next to her, she dreamily
opened her eyes and looked down between his legs. She reached for and
caressed his slick, turgid dick. She was now a complete slut for his cock.

The world hadn't stopped because one woman had been raped and thoroughly
fucked. Gina had loads of photos and recordings on her camera. She had
quietly went back to her room to await her husbands return.

Unknown to Mary, Jim had awoke for a few moments before passing out
again. Through his drunken stupor, Jim thought he heard his wife saying,
"fuck me, fuck me." Listening, he couldn't hear any other noise, and
flopped back on the bed. He was snoring when his head hit the pillow. It
didn't even register that Mary wasn't beside him.

Slapping Mary's ass, Robert told her to shower and go to her own bed.
"I"m not as young as I used to be and you wore me out for the night."

Sunday was a strange and mysterious day indeed, and Jim was mystified
with his wife's actions. She had always avoided Robert like the plague.
Today, she was making moon eyes at him and seemed to be touching
whenever possible. Later, Jim happened to remember what he thought he
heard the night before. Was it possible? Nah..That's impossible, but
continuing to watch, he began to wonder if something had happened.

Mary was still under Robert's spell while she was in visual contact with
him. The next day was completely different. Jim had left for work and
Mary had plenty of time to think. She couldn't believe she had actually
begged Robert to fuck her. How had he gained control of her mind and
actions? Jim had seemed to want to ask her something, but was unable.
Mary had been quiet since coming home, and was so ashamed she couldn't
look at him.

Later that afternoon, being bored, she got on the computer. There was an
e-mail from Robert with a photo attachment. Mary was so shocked, she
almost fainted when the thumbnails appeared.

There was a short message saying: Do you want these sent to family and
friends, even your husband? If not, be at my beach house 10am tomorrow.

God help me! Mary was thinking, as she enlarged the photos for a better
look. Flushed with shame and embarrassment, she was still getting wet
between her legs.

Gina finally entered her thoughts. Gina must have taken these photos!
There were even pictures of her white lips sucking Robert's black cock.
Everything had been planned by the two of them! She knew then that the
trap had been so cleverly set, there was no escape.

She was doomed to be their plaything! On second thought, she could think
of no better recreation.


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Seduced White Wife

By Richard

My name is Richard and I work for a large brokerage firm in Atlanta,
Georgia. I am the chief financial officer and make very good money. No
matter what they paid me, I would still be in debt. I have a bad habit.
I gamble. I not only gamble. I lose. I should have been putting money
away for retirement, but we are in debt up to our eyes. I have been
working here for the last 10 years and am a very trusted employee. Thank
God, I had enough sense to put the house and car in my wife's name. A
little about me. I am 46, 5' 10" and about 180. I consider myself in
pretty good shape.

I place my bets with a black employee, named Ron, who works in the
accounting department. He makes me look small in size. He is 6' 3",
about my age, and would weigh in at 240. He looks like all muscle. I
have been dreading the day he asks me to pay up. He has been letting my
bets slide, and now I'm into him for about 50,000. I don't even like to
think about what he will do, when he gets tired of covering my losses.
His bosses want their money now, not tomorrow. I cannot figure out why
he pays my losses.

The only time, he was ever in my office, was last week. I placed a bet,
and last night, my team lost. The debt is now up to 60,000. There was a
strange thing happened, when he saw the picture of my wife. I always
have her picture on the desk. I know he was going to give me a time
limit on what I owe, but when he saw her photo, he seemed to change his
mind. He never said anything about her. He just got a funny look in his
eyes.

My wife Linda is the area co-ordinater for the anti-abortion league. She
mostly arranges demonstrations at abortion clinics, and doctor?s homes.
Actually, her group is a pain in the ass. She is 100% against abortion,
in any shape, form, or fashion. She is 35, 5' 2" and petite. She was a
beauty pageant winner while in college. She still has her good looks and
is sexy as hell. She is temporarily out of a job. They closed the last
abortion clinic in this area, and she is awaiting them to assign her
another place. Even though, she would work away from home, the job
allows her to take time off. We have been separated before, and never
had a problem. I trust her completely. Believe it, or not, she was a
virgin when we got married. I am the only man she has ever been with,
though many have tried.

It was after 4pm, on a Friday afternoon. My secretary had left for the
day. All of a sudden the door burst open, and there stood Ron. Oh My
God, I thought, here it comes! Now what do I do? I don?t have his money,
and no way of getting it.

He never said a word, until he had walked over, grabbed me around the
neck and jerked me over my desk. My face was about six inches from his nose.

?You got my money, you piece of shit? I?m not waiting one more minute.
Either, start counting out my money, or I?m going to break your arms and
legs, Then I?ll disappear for six months and come back and break them
again. You hear me you worthless bastard??

He shoved me back into my chair so hard, the chair slammed up against
the wall. For a moment, I was groggy. I thought, he?s going to kill me,
and there?s not a thing I can do about it. God, what do I do? How do I
get out of this?

?There is a way out, if you do exactly what I say? Exactly, what I say!?
?Do you understand??

All I could do was shake my head, yes.

?You are going to write me a check for $60,000.00. You are going to
write it on a company check, and it is going to be drawn from your
business account.?

?I can?t do that. That?s stealing. They will fire me, maybe prosecute!?

?The books won?t be audited again for another month. I?ll hold the
check, and return it to you, if you do exactly as I say. Do you understand??

?NO, I won?t do it?

He grabbed an arm and started to twist. ?I?ll break this one right now,
just so you will know I am serious!?

?I?ll do it. I?ll do it?, I screamed. ?But why are you holding it for a
month? What is it you want me to do??

?Sit back down and relax. Let me tell you a story. About a year ago, I
was married to a beautiful woman. By accident, she got pregnant. Our
doctor had told her she could not have a baby. Having a baby would
probably kill her. We went to an abortion clinic to terminate the birth.
Our appointment for the abortion was right on the borderline of whether
she had waited too long, or not. Another couple of days, and they would
not abort the fetus. Guess who was picketing the clinic. Guess who
prevented us from getting her abortion. The clinic stayed closed for a
week. Four months ago, my wife and baby died. Your darling, precious
wife killed her, as sure as if she had put a gun to her head, and pulled
the trigger. I want satisfaction! I want revenge! And I?m going to have
it, if I have to kill you and her, both.?

?How do you want revenge, Are you going to kill her? What are you going
to do? How does this check come into everything? Are you going to hurt us??

?Shut your stupid mouth for a minute, and I will tell you! I am going to
live with you for a month. I am going to seduce your wife, and get her
pregnant. She is going to deliver my son. I am going to do this, with or
without your assistance.?

?NO! No! She would never go along with that! I am the only man she has
ever been with. She would never let another man into her bed. Besides,
she doesn?t like blacks, She says you are all animals. Getting your
women pregnant every year, and then wanting abortions.?

?You let me worry about getting into her bed. You just tell her that I
am a big client from New York, and your boss wants me to stay at your
home, instead of a motel. You know, like a family thing. Make me
comfortable and happy. At the end of a month, I tear up the check and
you owe me nothing. You still have your job and reputation, and your
arms and legs are still in working order. You don?t do this, and you
will wish you were a dead man a thousand times over. You Got That??

?What if she doesn?t let you seduce her? What if she will have nothing
to do with you? Are you going to rape her, anyway??

?No rape, no forcing, no pain. I only want the opportunity to seduce
her, and she will give me permission to fuck her. She will beg me to
fuck her, not once, but many times. You have no choice in the matter.
You can help or hinder. It?s up to you.?

?Okay, I?ll tell her you are our guest for the next month. You are so
confident you can fuck her, and I?m just as confident that you can?t.
This will be an easy way to get out of debt with you.?

?Tell her tonight. Tell her that I will be over in the morning. You have
to work tomorrow, but I don?t. This will give me a chance to talk to
her, and see what kind of challenge, she is going to be. No screw ups!
You fuck this up, and you?ll never fuck up anything else!?

?Alright, I?ll go along with everything. Something you missed, if by
some wild chance, however unlikely, you fuck her, and she gets pregnant,
what happens to the child? I?m not raising a black bastard.?

?I don?t want no whitey raising my son. I?ll take him, and neither you
or her will ever see either of us again.?

?I?ll tell her tonight, and tell her you will be by about 10 in the
morning. Is that okay??

?That?s good. See you tomorrow night, when you get home from work. I?ll
be on your sofa watching your TV. Oh, I almost forgot a little
condition; you might want to know about. When she is primed to be
fucked, I want you to watch how a real man handles a woman.? You won?t
have to be in the room, but I want you someplace, where you can see and
hear her beg for my cock. We wouldn?t want to have any
misunderstandings, would we??

?You win. I can?t argue anymore. You know you have me exactly where you
want me. You know there is nothing I can do.?

?WHAT! WHAT! You want a black man to live in this house for the next
month? Are you crazy? Have you lost what little brains you had? NO Way,
Jose! You can forget it. Get him a motel. Let someone else take care of
him. I?m not having an animal living in my house! Why? Why did you agree
to this?

?If you will settle down, I will tell you. He is a very important
client, and will mean millions for the firm. By doing this, I will get a
hefty bonus. You know we can use the money. Since you have been out of
work, we are just barely making ends meet. We need the money! It is only
for one month. He will be gone most of each day, and I will be home in
the evening. You will seldom be alone with him.?

?When is he going to be here??

?Tomorrow morning, about 10.?

?TOMORROW? YOU ALREADY AGREED, WITHOUT ASKING ME? Okay, let me calm
down. If he?s coming tomorrow, you meet him, and I will go shopping for
the day.?

?I won?t be here. I have to work all day tomorrow.?

?OH NO YOU DON?T! You just told me, I wouldn?t be spending time alone
with him and on the very first day, I will be alone with him all day? I
hate you! You know that? I hate you. Why did you put me in this position??

?I?m sorry darling. I love you, and would not do this, if we weren?t is
such bad need of money.?

?Oh shut up! You don?t know what love is.?

Promptly at 10 am, the doorbell rang. Linda answered the door and there
stood a tall, muscular black man. He wasn?t bad looking, considering he
was black. He was dressed in a tee shirt and spandex shorts, and was
carrying a suitcase. He held out his big hand, and said, hello, I?m Ron.
Linda felt foolish not wanting to shake his hand. His big hand engulfed
her small dainty fingers. It was then that she looked down and saw the
outline of what looked like a roll of sausage, between his legs. Her
mouth dropped open in amazement. That couldn?t be his dick! But, what
was it? Why would he put something in his shorts? Could it possibly be
real? Maybe, they really are animals! Horses! She looked back up at his
face, but he seemed to be looking over her shoulder at the house. Thank
God, he hadn?t seen her looking at that monster!

She got him settled into the guest room, and the next couple of hours
were spent in small talk. He was actually very easy to talk to, if you
ignored his color. He was still wearing those shorts, and whenever he
wasn?t looking, she kept glancing at the lump in them. She had never had
any desire to see another man besides her husband, but now, she was
curious to see if he was real. She wanted to know if any man could be
that big, and she would never believe it, unless she actually saw it
with her own eyes. After a couple of glasses of wine, she was beginning
to enjoy their discussion. When he said, he wanted to take a shower, she
showed him the bath, and told him where to find whatever he needed. In
about 10 minutes, he was yelling, Linda, I can?t find the towels.

?Oh, Oh, the towels are still in the dryer from yesterday. Richard and I
used the last two clean ones this morning. ?I?ll bring them right up.? I
yelled. I was carrying the towels upstairs, and as I got to the top of
the stairs, I was looking directly into the bathroom. The door was open!
Where was he? As I stepped inside the bathroom door, he stepped out of
the shower. Stark naked! I couldn?t keep my eyes from looking between
his legs. It was real!! I have never even imagined anything that big.
How in God?s name could a woman take that inside her? Maybe, black women
were larger than white women. I looked up and he was smiling at me.

?I?ve seen you looking at this all day. Would you like to touch him for
a moment? You could watch him grow to his full size.?

My hand made a move toward him, but I jerked it back. ?No, I don?t want
to touch you, and you should cover yourself.? I closed the door behind
me and ran down the stairs. I could hear him laughing. I was so
embarrassed! He knew I wanted to touch and feel him. He knew I was
fascinated with the size of his monster dick. I have always felt that
blacks were below my station. I have seldom even spoken to one. What has
happened to me in one day? For one thing, I had never imagined the size
of their manhood. I hadn?t thought about it at all, and now I have been
trying to glimpse one all day, then after seeing it, almost put my
fingers around it.

My husband has a respectable six inches, and has always been able to
satisfy me. Now, I keep thinking of a twelve inch dick, that is more
than twice as big around than his. Would it fit into me? What?s wrong
with me? Was it the wine? I?m not like this.

The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. Ron took a nap and then
watched TV. I puttered around outside, trying to stay away from him.
Richard came home a little after six. He came into the kitchen and asked
how my day had been. I said okay. What was I supposed to say? Was I
supposed to tell him I had been dreaming of a big, black dick all
afternoon? I joined the men, after doing the dishes. They were laying
back on the sofa, with their legs on the coffee table. Richard was still
wearing long pants, but Ron had on a pair of boxers. When Ron crossed
his legs, the head of his dick was visible from the bottom of his
shorts. I was sitting across from them, and couldn?t help, but look.
Richard caught me once, and looked to see what I was looking at. He knew
I kept glancing at Ron?s crotch. Richard just looked at me, but never
said a word. I don?t think he cared! What is going on here?

Monday morning, Richard went off early to work. Ron said he had a
meeting at noon, and was just going to lay around and relax until then.
He was wearing silk pajama bottoms, and no top. Naturally, he never wore
underwear. I don?t believe he had any! Whenever he walked, his massive
dick could be seen swinging back and forth. He set down on the sofa next
to me, and casually took my hand into his. He brought my hand over his
crotch and lowered it onto his dick. I was paralyzed! I didn?t know what
to do. I could feel him through his pajamas. It was moving! Getting
bigger! Oh My God! It was sticking straight up out of his pj?s. It must
have been 12 or 14 inches long. It looked like a big charcoaled log! He
removed his hand, but I couldn?t remove mine. I was moving my fingers
around, and over it. My fingers wouldn?t even go half-way around it.

?Move your fingers up and down the shaft?, he whispered.

It?s like my fingers had a mind of their own. They were separated from
the rest of my body. I stroked up and down as best as I could. It was
too big for him to get much feeling from only my small hand.

?Use your other hand, too? he said.

I reached over with my other hand and stroking him was much easier. I
was mesmerized by the feel and size of him.

He reached over and put his hand on the back of my head. He was pushing
my head toward his black dick! My lips were touching the head!

?Open your mouth and kiss it,? he urged.

I couldn?t! I couldn?t take that thing into my mouth! I didn?t even like
doing that for Richard. He had my mouth pressed against the head, and
struggling was useless. He was too strong! I opened my mouth, just to
lick it for a minute. It was smooth and not bad at all. I slowly tried
to get the head into my mouth. My mouth was stretched wide, as the head
went inside. I just held it there, and licked the head. My hands were
still stroking the shaft. He must have been really excited, for I felt
his dick stiffen, and get bigger, if that is possible. All of a sudden,
his hand was on the back of my head and pushing me forward. Then, his
dick started to spurt gobs of cum into my mouth and down my throat. He
was drowning me! I was drowning in cum and couldn?t get away! I had to
swallow, and swallow, still, I couldn?t swallow fast enough! It ran out
of my mouth and down onto my hands. I thought he would never stop! It
never tasted bad, as I imagined it would. Actually, I kind of enjoyed
making a dick that size cum. It was a feeling of power! I licked all the
cum from my lips, and brought my fingers into my mouth. I cleaned them
too. I was in a daze. Sort of detached from reality.

?Was that the first time you ever drank a black man?s cum?? he asked.

?What? What did you say??

?I said, was that the first time you ever swallowed a black man?s cum??

?Oh God, Oh My God!!? I jumped up and ran for the bathroom. I grabbed
the mouthwash and washed out my mouth. I could still taste him! I
hurriedly brushed my teeth, including my tongue, and all around inside
my mouth. I could still taste him! The taste was in the back of my
throat and in my nose! Oh God, I actually let a black animal cum inside
my mouth. What was I going to do? Act like it never happened? Pretend I
couldn?t help myself? Tell myself, that he forced me? Well, it was over,
and would never happen again! A little voice inside my head, seemed to
deny that. I was so upset, I took a valium and went to my room to lie
down for awhile. Maybe he will leave, go somewhere. Anywhere! As long as
I don?t have to face him!

In the bedroom, I could tell my panties were soaking wet. I was wearing
a strapless sundress, with a flared bottom. I removed my panties, but
didn?t seem to have the energy to put on another pair. What did it
matter? After all, I was in my bedroom, in my bed. I needed to sleep
awhile and maybe it would clear my mind. Put my thoughts in on order, so
to speak. I was emotionally exhausted. The last thing I remember before
drifting off into a sound sleep, was the memory of how soft the head of
his dick had been.

Ron waited for half an hour before going upstairs. He wanted to taste
that white pussy, and had no intention of waiting another day! Going to
her room, he gently pushed open the door. Linda was lying on her back,
sound asleep. He tiptoed next to the bed and slowly raised the hem of
her dress. She wasn?t wearing panties! Her neatly trimmed pubic mound
was just asking for his attention. From the foot of the bed, he inched
his head and shoulders between her legs. He gently raised her hips, and
put his arms under them. His mouth was only inches from her dripping wet
pussy. He could smell her excitement. He touched her clitoris with his
tongue, and slowly rotated it around and around. Then, he looked at her
face to see if she had awakened. She had a smile on her face, but was
still sound asleep. I wonder if she?s dreaming about me and my long
tongue, he thought. It didn?t seem she was going to awaken, and this was
the perfect opportunity to do some serious pussy eating. He stuck his
long, thick tongue inside her wet pussy and licked up all the juices, he
could reach. She was starting to moan in her sleep. After fucking her
with his tongue, he went back to her love bud. Now, she was moaning
constantly, and was becoming louder. He looked again, but she still had
that smile on her face, and was evidently asleep. He gave his full
attention to her pussy, licking, sucking, and fucking her with his tongue.

I was having such an erotic dream. Richard was eating me, but as never
before. His tongue was bigger, and now much more exciting. He was
reaching places and doing things, he had never done before. Why had he
waited, to let me know how well he could eat pussy? Oh God, it felt so
good! I was going to cum! He had never made me cum this way before. I
had never really liked him doing this, but from now on, he was going to
do it every night! Oh?, Oh?, I?m cumming! So good..so good.

When she started cumming, I almost cum myself. Another couple of
minutes, and I eased her legs back down, slid off the foot of the bed,
and put her dress back in place. I closed the door, as I left the room.
I wonder what she is going to think when she wakes up. Will she
remember, or believe it was just a dream. The next item on the agenda,
is to get my cock into that tight hole. I?ll work on that tomorrow.
After all, I still have 27 days!

When I woke up, it was almost time for Richard to come home. I rushed
downstairs to start supper. Ron had gone outside, somewhere. I was glad
of that. I didn?t know what to say to him. I felt so refreshed, relaxed,
almost as if I had climaxed. The dream!!! I climaxed in my sleep! I
haven?t done that since I was in college. Strange though, I was dreaming
of Richard, but it never felt like him. He doesn?t have that kind of
experience. Looking out the window, I saw Ron coming toward the back
door. He was licking on an ice cream cone. His tongue! That?s the tongue
that was licking me! It was no dream, or was it? Did I only imagine it
was Richard, but with Ron?s tongue? Did he really eat me, while I was
sleeping? Do I want to know?

Ron came in the back door, and asked if I wanted a bite of his ice
cream. He acted like nothing had ever happened between them. Good! I?ll
act the same way, and forget the whole thing. It?s never going to happen
again, anyway.

After dinner, I went to bed early, saying I had a headache. Richard came
up a few minutes later, and wanted to know what was wrong. I told him,
?having a black man in our house for another 27 days is what was wrong!?
Then he had the nerve to want to make love! ?I?ll let you in on a little
secret, you are not going to touch me, as long as that animal is in our
house! When he goes, you get your wife back.?

?Has something happened? Has Ron gotten out of line? What has he done to
make you hate him so??

?He?s black, and that is what?s wrong! No, he hasn?t done anything else
wrong. He has been a perfect gentleman, if an animal can be called a
gentleman.?

?Okay, I?m going back downstairs and sip a few beers with him. He?s
really a nice guy, you know. Your prejudice is clouding your judgment.?

The next morning, Ron and Richard left at the same time. I cleaned the
house, and must have picked up a dozen beer bottles. About noon, I took
a long relaxing bath, and was lounging around in my bathrobe, when Ron
came in the door. He took one look at me, and came over to the sofa,
sitting down next to me. His thigh was brushing against mine. I could
feel the heat from his leg. He put his arm around my shoulder, and
pulled me against his chest. I had no will to resist! What was happening
to me? Why do I let this black man touch me at his whim? I hate blacks!
Still, he was so strong and masculine, so sure of himself, not like
Richard at all.

?Today, Linda, I think you should prove something to yourself. I know
you are curious, and will never be satisfied until you know the answer.?

?The answer to what??

?Whether my black cock will fit into that small pussy of yours.?

Sitting upright, I said, ?You?re crazy, if you think I?m curious about
that. I don?t care if that monster will fit or not. I do know that it
would stretch me so big, that Richard would never want me again. You go
find yourself another woman! You will never fuck me with that thing!? I
was curious. I was dying to know how it would feel to have a 12 inch
dick inside me! He only ignored me, and stood up, dropping his pants.
Naturally, he had on no underwear! He was already about half hard. He
sat back down next to me, and put my hand on the shaft. Immediately, it
started to grow. He reached over, and took the tape measure out of my
sewing kit. By now, he was completely hard. Handing me the tape, he said
measure, and see exactly what you are going to get.

?I?ll measure it, but I?m not going to get anything.? It measured almost
13 inches, and was 6-1/2 inches around. Even looking at him, and seeing
the proof with my own eyes, I still couldn?t believe it!

?Now, here is what we are going to do. We are going to try an
experiment. When you are ready, I want to try and put the head inside
you. That?s not fucking. That?s just an experiment to see if a white
woman can take me. Do you agree that it?s not fucking? I?m not going all
the way inside. I?m not going to cum, so how can it be called fucking??

?Well, honestly, I am curious. Do you promise that only the head is
going inside? You?re just going to see if it would, as if we were really
going to make love??

?That?s all I?m going to do, but I have to get you ready. All you have
to do is relax and enjoy the sensations. First, this sofa is not high
enough. Stand up, and let me put another cushion under you. I did as he
asked, and when I sat back down, my feet didn?t touch the floor. What
was I getting myself into? Why was I doing this, with a man I detested?
His magnetism? The unknown and forbidden? Whatever the reason, I was
about to find out the answer.

He got on his knees in front of me, and opened my robe. He was surprised
when he saw there was nothing underneath. He never tried to kiss me. I
think he knew I wouldn?t. He went straight to my breasts, and started
sucking like a hungry baby. 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! All I could say was, Oh God, Oh God,
I?m cumming?I?m cumming. The Dream! It wasn?t a dream! 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.

I looked at him, and said, ?remember, only the head, and you will take
it out whenever I say.?

?Okay, I will. Now take your fingers and spread your pussy lips. Sit up
straighter, so you can see every inch as it disappears inside you.?

I spread my lips, and he was rubbing his dick up and down my slit. It
was almost like he was masturbating me with his big dick. Then, he
stopped and placed the head at my tiny opening. He was putting pressure
against my pussy, but there was no way that thing was going to go inside.

?No more! No more! It is starting to hurt. Stop pushing.? But he didn?t
stop! He kept up the pressure, more and more! ?Ah NO..NO..Not anymore!!!
It won?t go! You?re killing me! You said you would stop!? I spread my
legs as wide as they would go, to help ease the pain. I was pushing on
his shoulders and chest, but it didn?t even bother him. He just kept up
the relentless pressure. MY God, He?s going to split me into! God help
me!? I was moaning and crying.

Suddenly there was a pop and the pressure was gone, but I felt as if
there was a log inside the lips of my pussy. I looked down and saw that
the head was inside, along with an inch of his massive shaft!

?Don?t move, please don?t move. It will kill me if you do. I feel as if
my pussy is ripping apart. You said you would only put in the head. Now,
I know I can take it, but it hurts too much. I could never be fucked
with something that big.?

?Let me hold it here until you relax, and your pussy adjusts to having a
real man inside you. Since we have gone this far, why not push it in a
little farther when the pain stops? What do you say? It?s not like we
are fucking.?

?I don?t believe the pain will go away, but if it does, maybe, you can
put in a little more. Wait a few minutes. I hate to have come this far,
and never really know if I could take something that big. Are you sure
you aren?t going to try and fuck me? I trust you to keep your word. It?s
not hurting so bad, anymore. Try pushing again. I?m more relaxed now.?

I was watching, as he pushed, and another couple of inches went inside.
I could feel the walls of my vagina stretching, trying to accommodate
his size. He stopped again, and it actually felt good. There was a
fullness that I had never felt before. He pushed again, and was at the
deepest point any dick had ever been.

?NO one has ever been deeper than that. I think you should stop now.
I?ll never have anyone, but my husband, and his doesn?t go as far as you
have it now.? My mouth was speaking those words, but my body wanted
more. I wanted him to go as deep as he could. I wanted to take all of him!

He pushed again, and it looked as if there was still four inches to go!
I was adjusting now. More relaxed. It hurt a little and filled me
completely, but I knew now that I could handle a monster cock! Once, I
had taken the entire length, he would remove it, and that would be the
end of the whole thing. My curiosity would be satisfied.

?Try and slowly push the rest into me. Please stop, if I scream. I can
feel it pushing my insides ahead of it. I don?t know how much farther,
they will push.? While I?m talking, I am watching at the same time.
Slowly it all disappears, and finally our pubic mounds are against each
other. I have taken a 13 inch monster cock!

?OKAY, I have taken all of you. Now take it out and lets call the
experiment a success.? As I said this, he twitched his dick, then again,
and again. My Lord, I never felt anything so good. It was like he was
fucking me, without moving his body! My juices were coating his dick
with a slick film of lubrication. I was so hot, I could cum by just
having him inside me.

?It?s time to stop! You said you would stop anytime I said!?

He very gently flicked his hips, and there was a slight in and out
movement. That felt so good, so wonderful. I hope he does it again,
before he completely removes himself. Then he pulled out about 4 inches,
and pushed it back in. He did this a few times, and I started to moan. I
couldn?t help myself. I had never had anything in my life feel so
wonderful, so glorious. Oh MY God, he is fucking me! He promised! But, I
can?t help myself. I want him to! Now, he is using longer strokes, as I
adjust to him. There?s no pain, just feelings and what feelings!! I?m
CUMMING??.I?m Cumming? with a 13 inch dick in my pussy. I never want it
to end! I want to fuck this big black cock forever. I?ll never hate
blacks again. Only a black dick could give me this pleasure. ?Oh fuck
me, fuck me! I?m yours! Do whatever you want with me, just give me your
big cock for my pussy! I?m Cumming again!!! I can?t stop Cumming! You
have to stop! Not anymore, No more! I?ll die! My body can?t take that
many climaxes.? Then she felt his body tense, and all of a sudden it
felt like a water hose had been inserted into her pussy! Squirt after
squirt of cum flooded her insides. It seemed to be coming out of her
mouth. Nobody could cum that much. This triggered another climax, and
she screamed with pleasure. Cum Inside Me? Cum? NO! NO! NO! You can?t
cum inside me! I?ll get pregnant! You put your seed all the way in the
mouth of my cervix. Why? Why? You said you wouldn?t even fuck me. Now,
look what has happened!

?Don?t worry about getting pregnant. I had a vasectomy 4 years ago. I
could never make you pregnant.? Like hell, I can?t, I was thinking.

?Oh, Thank God. You wouldn?t lie to me again, would you??

?I would never lie about something like that. Trust me. If you have
recovered, lets go upstairs to the bed. I want to show you something.?

They went upstairs, and he lay down on his back. His enormous dick was
still sticking straight up. ?Come here and straddle me. Squat down over
my dick, and put the tip inside yourself.? She did as he instructed.
?Now lower yourself, until about 4 inches are inside you.?

?I don?t know if I can take you again?

?Yes, you can. You still have my cum dripping out of you, so my cock
should enter you easily. Go slow, and let yourself get used to me again.?

This time, the entry was without pain. She was still tight and filled
like never before, but all the juices had her prepared. She stopped when
about 4 or 5 inches were inside her.

?Now, I am going to pump up and you pump down. If there is pain, you can
control the penetration. Is that okay?? He began pumping up into her and
she was controlling the depth. She was taking more and more of him,
until their pubic bones were smashing against each other. She was
screaming out one long glorious climax! After only a few minutes, he cum
so hard, she thought he was going to blow her off him. She fell
exhausted and completely satisfied at his side. She dozed for a few
minutes, but awoke when he started talking.

?I will be here for another 24 to 26 days, and I want this to happen
every day, until I leave. Another thing, don?t let that wimp husband
touch you this month. Do you agree with me??

?Oh God Yes!! I want you more than once a day. I want you day and night!
If you say so, I?ll never let Richard touch me again. That little dick
of his could never make me cum again, anyway! Could you stay until my
period starts?? That will be at the end of the month.

I didn?t have the heart to tell her, it would be at the end of nine months!


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Lustful Housewife

By Richard

Tim Adkins and Kelly Morris worked for Slocums Tool and Die firm, she as
a book-keeper and he in the shipping department. Both had been hired by
the company during a job fair, soon after each graduated from High
School. Neither, qualified for a scholarship to college, nor, did they
have the funds to pay their own way. Like millions of other teenagers,
if they weren't going to school, their parents wanted them working and
in their own apartment.

During school, Tim and Kelly were friends, but had never dated. They
became even better friends at work, since the other employees were older
and mostly ignored the young couple. The company paid less than ten
dollars an hour for new employees. Tim had his own place, but Kelly was
still living at home.

While drinking cokes at McDonald's and searching the 'apartments for
rent' section, Kelly said, "look at this! Here's a two bedroom furnished
on the first floor, within walking distance of our job."

"Sure, and do you see what they're asking?" Tim answered. "You can't
afford that."

"No, but if we lived together, we could! Besides, that old car your
Father gave you isn't going to last forever."

Tim gasped with surprise. "Are you suggesting we live together?"

"Why not? It has two bedrooms." She explained.

Tim couldn't believe his good fortune! They had dated a few times after
work, and he was crazy about Kelly. In his wildest fantasy, he never
imagined sharing the same apartment with the girl of his dreams! Tim was
always shy and embarrassed around the opposite sex. Being tall and thin,
he thought women were only attracted to muscular, athletic men. Having
no self-confidence was the big reason he had few close friends.

They had been living together a month, when Kelly casually suggested Tim
sleep with her. Tim couldn't believe what he was hearing! He thought of
all the times he had masturbated while thinking of this very thing!

"Well! Say something!" Kelly demanded.

"I...I'd love to! You don't know how often I've dreamed about doing
that!." He stammered.

That very night, getting undressed after turning off the lights, the two
young lovers finally explored each others body. Kelly wasn't a virgin,
but, she wasn't very experienced either. She knew what made her feel
good and that's what mattered. Tim wasn't the only one that masturbated!

Seeing that Tim didn't know the first thing about making love to a
woman, Kelly took charge of the situation. Pushing his head to her
breasts, she told him, "suck my big titties. Lick and nibble on the hard
nipples! Feel how firm and swollen they are? That's because they're
excited. Put one of your hands between my legs and touch my pussy.
There! See how wet I'm getting? That means I'm horny and want to fuck.
Keep sucking my breasts." Taking his hand, she placed his fingers on her
blood filled clitoris. "Feel That? Gently massage that area. Yeah, like
that! Oh, that feels so good."

Tim was so excited, he was close to cumming. Knowing he was going to
have his skinny, six inch dick inside her hot passage, drove him crazy
with lust!

"I'm ready for you to fuck me! Do it! Do it now!"

More than willing to comply, Tim was on her body and easily slid his
length into her slick passage. After only a few thrusts, he began
climaxing, filling her with his thick sperm.

"No! No! Not yet! You can't cum that soon!" Kelly cried. You're supposed
to satisfy me before yourself. Don't you know that?"

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. Maybe I'll get hard again in a few
minutes."

"A few minutes is too late. Slide down and lick my pussy. I'll tell you
when it feels good. Suck your cum from my body. Use your tongue on my
clitoris." She instructed.

"I can't do that! That's dirty and nasty!"

"My cunt's not dirty! That cum you squirted into me is from your balls,
and it's not nasty, either. It's just protein. Protein is healthy and
good for you." Kelly explained.

Ashamed and wanting to please his first love, Tim did as instructed.
Long streamers of thick cum was already flowing from her hole.
Reluctantly, he stuck his tongue into her slit and began licking the
strong tasting fluid, cleaning the outside, before sucking the liquid
from deep inside. After swallowing the first mouthful, he actually
enjoyed the taste of his sperm and her juices mixed together.
Instinctively, he tongued her hard love bud until she was squirming and
moaning.

Kelly, thrusting her mound against Tim's mouth, had her own delicious
orgasm. It wasn't the best climax in the world, but it would do until
the next time. This was their first time and she knew each night would
be better than the last.

Months went by, but Tim still had problems with premature ejaculation.
All wasn't totally lost, he became a first rate cunt licker. By now, she
knew his hot-dog sized dick could never satisfy her. At least, she never
had to leave the bed and clean herself. Tim had developed a taste for
his own spunk and loved eating Kelly out, almost as much as fucking her.
They never quarreled about it, but Kelly became more and more
frustrated. She was young and healthy, having sexual urges that remained
unsatisfied.

At the urging of their parents, they were married three months later.
Dinner at a steak house, and dancing at a local nightclub were their
only celebration. Since neither of them were drinkers, they ordered 7-up
to sip on while watching the band. Tim and Kelly danced two slow waltz
tunes together, but, Tim had no idea how to dance anything faster.

Kelly was wishing her new husband had learned more of the social graces.
With her eyes closed, her body seemed to at one with the music. Since
she was wishing, Kelly wished her new husband was more of a man. He
didn't make love any better than he danced.

Startled from her reverie, she heard someone say,"may I ask your
beautiful companion to dance?" Kelly opened her eyes and looked into the
smiling face of a handsome black man.

Tim answered. "You have my permission, but, ask her, not me."

Readily accepting, Kelly found herself on the crowded floor, with an
expert, confident dancer. The dance ended much too soon, but another
began before they could get off the floor. The third dance was a slow
one, and he held her tightly against his muscular body. Both arms were
around her, sliding from her shoulders to her ass, and back up again.
Each time he clasped her buns, he pulled her against a huge bulge
between his legs. Kelly didn't know if he was doing it on purpose, but
she did know, her pussy was getting wet . Having a strong man taking
control left her weak in the knees.

Walking her back to the booth, Kelly introduced Darren to her husband.
Darren observed, "Tim, do you mind if I sit with you guys for a few? The
place has filled up and someone has gotten my seat."

Sliding over to make room, Tim was surprised when Darren slid in next to
Kelly. Darren ordered a round of drinks, but couldn't believe the other
two were drinking straight 7-up. He talked them into having a shot added
to celebrate this special night.

The dark bar had a candle on each table and booth, giving off a dim,
flickering light. While making small talk and sipping her drink, Kelly
felt Darren place his hand on her knee. Slowly, so Tim wouldn't notice,
she put her own hand under the table and tried moving his fingers. He
only squeezed tighter. Seeing Tim give her a suspicious look, Kelly
placed her hand back around her drink, smiling at something being said.
Kelly was still wearing the short, pale pink, wedding dress, giving easy
access to her wet mound. Darren's hand slowly worked itself up her
thigh, closer and closer to her pussy.

At that moment, Tim said. "I've got to go to the men's room. Excuse me."

This gave Kelly the chance to try and squirm away from Darren's fingers.
It, also, made Darren more aggressive and suddenly his palm was covering
her moist panties. Turning to face him, she started to tell him off, but
he leaned forward and pressed his thick lips against hers. His other
hand was behind her neck, preventing any escape. Feeling his tongue
trying to gain entry into her mouth, she attempted to turn her head, but
to no avail. She was trapped!

Without thinking, Kelly opened her mouth to protest, giving his tongue
instant entry into her oral cavity. His tongue was searching her mouth,
waiting for a response, an acceptance of his dominance. Kelly felt his
fingers under the edge of her thin panties, just before he found her
sensitive and swollen clit. With a low moan, she accepted his tongue,
sucking on it, wanting more. One of his big fingers had entered her love
canal, while his thumb rubbed round and round her love bud. Just as
suddenly, she realized what she was letting this stranger do on her
wedding night. With all the strength she possessed, she broke his grip,
and moved away from the dangerous position she had gotten herself into.
Tim picked that instant to slide into his seat. Thank God! She thought.

"Honey, when the band goes on their next break, let's head home. Okay?"
Tim asked.

"That's fine with me. We can go now, if you like."

"How about we all get together sometime?" Darren suggested. "My wife and
I live in the neighborhood and she would be delighted to have some new
friends."

Kelly was amazed to hear Darren talking about having a wife. She was
even more surprised to see Tim and Darren exchanging phone numbers.

Undressing as soon as they arrived home, Kelly was all over Tim. She
needed to be fucked, and at the moment, she didn't care what size the
prick was! As soon as Tim's skinny dick was hard, she pulled him over on
top and popped it inside. Her pussy was so wet and slick, she was only
dimly aware of his thrusting movements. In only a few moments, Tim
groaned out his orgasm, and immediately lowered himself to her sloppy
cunt. While he licked and swallowed their thick juices, Kelly thrust her
overly sensitive pussy toward his face. Within minutes, she stiffened
her legs and arched her back, in the throes of the largest climax since
they had been together.

Kelly felt guilty, knowing another man had brought her so close to
orgasm. She also knew that's why she had climaxed so fast and hard.
Trying not to think of Darren, only made her think of him more. She
tried to imagine the true size of his black dick. From the feel through
his pants, it must be enormous. Could her inexperienced pussy take
something that huge? He was married, so his wife did. If she could, I
could! My God! What am I thinking? These thoughts, and some worse, went
through her mind again and again during the next few days.

Kelly couldn't get enough sex each night. There was something missing
and she knew what it was. She craved to have Darren's black meat stuffed
up her pussy. Never having been satisfied by a man's penis, she knew it
was because of the small size. Her little love canal needed to be filled
and stretched by a real man's cock. In the meantime, she had to be
satisfied with the lapping tongue of her husband.

Thursday evening, the phone rang. Tim talked for a few minutes before he
said, "let me ask her. Honey, do you want to have a barbecue with Darren
and his wife Saturday?"

"Sure, I guess so."

"Okay. It's a date. What? Okay, we will, too. Bye." Tim said

"What was that last part about?"

"Oh. He said to just wear shorts. That's what they wear." Tim answered.

Arriving at the address given, Kelly saw a neat little house with a
privacy fence around the back yard. Darren was just coming out of the
garage, carrying a propane tank. "Hey, you two! Follow me around back
and help me hook up this tank."

Entering the quiet yard, there was no evidence of Darren's wife.
"Where's your wife?" Kelly asked.

"Oh, something came up with her sister's daughter and she had to go help
out. She'll be back soon." Darren answered. "Try that punch on the
table. It's delicious!"

"While you and Tim are hooking up that tank, can I use the bathroom?"

"Sure! Go through the kitchen and down the hall. It's on the right."
Darren explained.

Kelly might me naive, but she wasn't stupid! One look inside the house
and she knew there was no woman living there. They should leave right
this minute, but was that what she wanted? Hadn't she been thinking of
this day all week? If they left, she would never know the feel of his
huge pole. Did she want that? Maybe, they could stay awhile and see what
Darren had planned. Deep within her heart, she knew she didn't love Tim.
They had married because of their parents bitching, and the convenience
of combining their wages. Still, marriage vows were sacred and not to be
broken.

Joining the men and accepting a glass of punch, she knew it was spiked.
That was it! Darren wanted them drunk, especially Tim. An hour later,
Darren had to help Tim walk to the toilet.

"Hey, old man, maybe you should lay down for awhile. You're not walking
too good." Darren laughed.

"I think you're right. Wake me when the steaks are cooked." Tim slurred.

Returning outside, Darren told Kelly what had happened. Kelly was tipsy,
but certainly aware of the position she had put herself. Darren,
effortlessly lifted Kelly and carried her in his arms, as if she was a
baby. Taking her to the empty bedroom, he dropped her in the middle of
the queen size bed. Kelly lay as if in a trance. She stared at Darren,
amazed and speechless. Never having met a forceful, dominate man before,
she could only wait for what was coming next. She raised her arms when
he removed her tee shirt, then he unsnapped her bra, removing it. She
lifted her hips, as he pulled her shorts and panties down her shapely
thighs, and off. Kelly was able to put one hand over her pubic mound and
the other arm across her breasts.

Darren only smiled at her subservient attitude. Kelly watched as Darren
discarded his shirt. Taking hold of his shorts, he slowly pulled them
down over his ass, revealing the thickest, longest dick she could ever
imagine. He heard her gasp, and looking down, saw an expression of fear
and horror on her beautiful face. Darren smiled again, as he kicked his
shorts out of the way.

Kelly thought of screaming for help, but who would help her? She had
dreamed about having extra-marital sex, but not with a monster that
size! The coal black pole was hanging between his thighs like a third
leg. Kelly had gotten herself into this position with her eyes wide
open. There was no one to blame, but herself. She had fantasized of
being where she was now, not realizing how big his dick really was. God!
What was she going to do? Maybe, he would let her masturbate him. Or, if
it was possible, give him a blow-job. Anything, except letting him
stretch and ruin her pussy.

Darren knew it was only seven inches long in this state, but grew
another three inches when erect. He was gazing at her stomach,
estimating how deep he would be, within the next hour. Reveling in the
knowledge of her helplessness, Darren still knew, honey caught more
flies than vinegar. With a little tender loving care, she would be his
from this day forward.

Laying there, with her head in the crook of his powerful arm, Kelly was
staring at his throbbing manhood. Almost hypnotized by the black cobra,
she let her hand wander down his stomach. She was startled by the heat
and velvety texture, as her small fingers tried to encircle the thick shaft.

Idly stroking his cock, Kelly began talking, telling of the boy in
school taking her virginity. Relating how she and Tim happened to live
together and then marry. She left out no details about her love life.
The size of Tim's dick, his desire of eating her and cleaning her pussy.
Her fantasy, of having an orgasm from a man's thrusting penis. As she
talked, Darren's rod was growing, filling with blood, standing erect,
resembling a black flag pole. Kelly didn't really know why she was
telling everything. Maybe, it was to make him understand this was a
first time for her. Or, maybe, by telling, he would realize her fears
and be gentle. Kelly knew she wasn't going to leave this room without
him fucking her with this throbbing, pulsing cock.

Darren lifted Kelly until she was on top, her face only inches from his
own. She could feel his dick pressed down between their bodies. Taking
her face in his hands, Darren gently kissed her dry lips. Looking into
her eyes, Darren said, "You're beautiful. Did you know that? Your green
eyes, those freckles on your nose, your even white teeth, all are
beautiful. Thank you for telling about yourself. You're going to love
this afternoon and what happens. For the rest of your life, you'll never
be satisfied with anything less. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I think so, but I'm scared to death. Scared of what we're going to do,
and scared of what will happen later. I don't want to lose Tim, or have
my family not speaking to me. How will I feel tomorrow, knowing what
happened today?"

Darren kissed her again, with her tongue being the aggressor this time.
Kelly relaxed and enjoyed the moment of this wonderful feeling. When
Kelly felt his hands pushing her shoulders, she offered no resistance,
as her head moved closer and closer to her destroyer. The thick shaft
slid between her firm breasts and came to rest against her chin. Raising
her head, Kelly stared at the huge, one-eyed, purple-black mushroom .
She tentatively kissed the head, sticking out her tongue as if she was
kissing Darren's mouth. With her mouth opened wide, her lips engulfing
the blunt end, she licked the smooth surface. Hearing Darren groaning,
gave her the courage to vigorously suck and lick more forcefully.
Accepting another inch, she was still able to swirl her wet tongue
around the sensitive under-side area. When she began, his cock was
turgid, but not erect. Now, it had become a piece of granite, throbbing
with a life of its own. Darren was trying to force more into her mouth
and throat, but she was holding tightly to his shaft with both hands.
Kelly enjoyed sucking this massive fuck stick, even the copious amount
of pre-cum was delicious. She was almost disappointed when Darren pulled
her up his body.

Laying Kelly on her back, Darren covered her diminutive form with his
muscular black body. She could feel his tightly curled chest hairs rub
against her grape sized nipples, standing erectly from dark brown
areolas. His monster cock, pressed between their bodies, was throbbing
against her lower belly. As Darren clamped his hungry mouth over her
willing lips, Kelly groaned out her surrender. Within moments, their
tongues were entwined in a seemingly dance of love and desire.

Short minutes later, Darren couldn't wait any longer to taste her
delicious seeming body. Kissing her throat, sliding his thick tongue
along her neck and directly to the erect nipples. Darren sucked and
softly nibbled on each sensitive bud, kneading and massaging each huge
globe, causing more moans of pleasure. Continuing his journey down her
stomach, his tongue leaving a slimy trail in its' wake, he arrived at
his ultimate destination, and inhaled the heady aroma of her sex.

Everything had happened so fast and furious, Kelly had neither the time,
nor, desire to protest. Her body was twitching and squirming in the
throes of lust. The need to quench the fire raging in her pussy was
almost driving her crazy. When she felt Darren's rough tongue touch her
burning clitoris, she jumped as if shot from a cannon. Fucking his
tongue into her velvet love canal, and then nibbling on her engorged
female phallus caused her first orgasm. Continuing the ravishment of
Kelly's love fountain, Darren brought her to one convulsion of bliss
after another

As experienced as Darren was with his mouth, Kelly knew she was missing
something. She was still unfullfilled and felt there was a giant orgasm
waiting to be released.

Darren couldn't wait another second. He had to fuck this sexy wife!
Raising himself, he lifted her knees over his shoulders, spreading her
willing pussy wide for the impalement of her body.

Kelly was looking down between their bodies at the huge black head of
the long and very thick cock. She was panic stricken for a moment, until
he placed the swollen tip against her clitoris, sliding the giant member
up and down her sopping wet slit. Still, she couldn't imagine anything
that large fitting inside her inexperienced pussy.

Darren knew she was as ready as she would ever be. Gently but firmly
applying pressure, his huge knob slipped into her vaginal canal. Hearing
her gasp, Darren looked down and asked, "you okay?"

Kelly smiled weakly, as she slowly nodded her acceptance.

Once inside, his shaft was gripped by her slick vaginal walls. Still, he
easily drove another five inches deeper. Soon, he was in virgin
territory, deeper than any man before. Withdrawing, he thrust again and
again. Each short stroke took his massive shaft deeper and deeper into
her love starved pussy. She could feel every vein and rugged ridge on
his pulsing shaft.

Kelly, softly moaned when she felt his pubic bone slam against hers.
"Stop! Please, stop! You're hurting me!" It wasn't really pain, but an
uncomfortable pressure caused by her pussy not having adjusted to his size.

Darren was impatient to fuck this beautiful wife, and it took all his
willpower to hold still while she adjusted to his size. After a few
moments, feeling her pussy relax, Darren began a series of short, gentle
strokes. Not hearing any complaints, his thrusts became longer and more
forceful.

Greedily accepting every inch of his thrusting rod, Kelly could feel the
bulbous head pounding against her cervix. The friction from the strokes
was causing a pleasurable heat deep within her stomach.This, plus the
thick shaft rubbing against her swollen clitoris, made her experience
the first of a series of climaxes. She wrapped her legs around his ass,
trying to pull him deeper, as if that was possible.

Darren, pumping in and out of her clasping pussy, could feel her muscles
contracting around his throbbing cock. Darren felt that finally, he had
found the perfect pussy. Hers' fit him like a tight glove and
accomodated his size and length perfectly.

Not able to believe the intense pleasure she was receiving, Kelly was
pushing back against each of his forceful strokes. Her entire being was
consumed with lust for this giant instrument destroying her innocent
pussy. Feeling his cock swell even more, Kelly came to her senses long
enough to plead, "Don't cum in me, please!.. I don't want to get
pregnant with a black baby."

Darren was too far gone and had no intention of pulling out. The
knowledge that he was fucking a white man's wife, that now belonged to
him, was the most exciting thing he had ever experienced. Plus, the fact
she might get pregnant, only put icing on the cake.

Kelly made a feeble attempt at pushing Darren off, as she felt him press
his cock-head against her cervix and the first huge gush of potent sperm
splash into her fertile womb. The powerful contractions of his massive
organ caused Kelly to have another orgasm. Primal instinct took over,
and she tightened her legs around his ass, pulling him deeper inside.
Over and over, his cock pulsed potent seed into the opening mouth of her
cervix.

After the last contraction, Darren lay on Kelly with his rod still
buried to the hilt. He was gently kissing her, when a moan was heard
from the doorway. Both, looking that way, spied Tim leaning against the
wall, with his now flacid dick in hand. A string of cum was covering the
knuckles of his fingers.

Kelly was embarrassed to death, but Darren seemed unconcerned, keeping
his cock deep within, effectively plugging her hole.

With everyone not moving, just staring at each other, Kelly stuttered
out, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for this to happen. It just did!" How
do you apologize with a huge dick still buried in your belly?

"Don't apologize! That was the most erotic thing I ever saw in my life!"
Tim exclaimed. "Why didn't you ever tell me you had the desire to fuck
another man?"

"You mean...You don't mind? Really? You don't want a divorce? Kelly
asked in surprise. "In that case, do you want to join us? I have a pussy
full of protein waiting for you."

Still partly drunk, Tim staggered to the bed and flopped down next to
the conjoined couple. With his clothes still on, Tim squirmed around and
got his head between their thighs. Darren slowly pulled his still turgid
pole from Kelly's vagina. Kelly rolled her hips upward, reluctant to let
him escape her hungry pussy.

Tim could see a large pool of sperm buried within her labia, beginning
to leak out and run down her shapely ass. Hungrily, Tim placed his mouth
over the opening and got his first taste of another man's seed. It was
thicker and stronger than his own, but still tasty and delicious. This
was much better than drinking his own! Tim couldn't believe how much her
pussy could hold. There was more than he could cum in a month! Sucking
and swallowing every drop, his thirst was finally satisfied. Still, he
kept licking and nibbling on her now erect clit, wanting to eat her
pussy forever.

In the meantime, Kelly and Darren were in a lip lock, with Kelly
attempting to swallow Darren's tongue. Darren was still horny and ready
to fuck this shapely white wife again. Kelly was on the verge of another
climax, but, she wanted to be fucked again with Darren's life giving
pleasure pole.

Darren pushed Tim's head away from Kelly's wide open labia. Flipping her
over, he climbed between the firm ass cheeks. Lifting her ass to reach
his ready cock, he slid easily into the already slick love canal. She
gasped, when Darren thrust balls deep with one smooth thrust. With long
strokes, Darren began fucking Kelly like a bitch in heat. In this
position, he could penetrate ever deeper. Each time he buried his cock,
he could feel the head press against the bud of her cervix. This time,
Darren was positive this white wife would be pregnant.

Tim couldn't bear the sight of his wife being fucked by that monster
black pole any longer. Kelly's head was resting on her folded arms. It
took but a moment, to lift her head and slide into place, with her head
and open mouth in his lap. Tim's long thin dick was again erect and ready.

Aware of what was expected of her, Kelly let Tim's weiner enter her
throat. Tim's much smaller dick was better for sucking. She could inhale
the complete length without choking. Sucking on the shaft and licking
around the head, soon had Tim humping her face. It didn't surprise Kelly
when Tim shortly squirted his load down her throat. Still pre-mature as
ever, Kelly thought, had no trouble swallowing the small amount.

Darren had reached around and was massaging her blood engorged,
sensitive clitoris, driving Kelly crazy. His incredible girth had her
slit stretched to it's limits. Again, he could feel a powerful orgasm
building in his balls.

Kelly felt the heat rising and spreading outward. Jolts of pleasure and
the heat seemed to be combined. When she felt his cock swell and throb
even more, the pleasure consumed her very being. Her complete body was a
ball of fire, as the biggest orgasm of her life raced in every
direction. The unbelievable climax was followed by a rush of sperm
shooting from the head of Darren's baby making machine. Gobs of potent
sperm forced it's way into her cervix, swimming for her fallopian tube,
and to the impregnation of this young wife. When the last jets of his
fertile sperm were deposited in Kelly's womb, Darren collapsed on top of
the exhausted wife.

The ever innovative Tim was in position to receive his reward. He had
forced his head under their bodies, close to her filled pussy. As Darren
withdrew, Tim repaced his mouth with the huge member. Kelly was able to
sit up on his face, without losing contact with the hungry mouth. Huge
gobs of thick fluid gushed into his willing oral receptacle. If Tim
hadn't swallowed so rapidly, he would have actually drowned in cum.

Later, after quick showers and relaxing on the patio, everyone was quiet
and subdued. Finally, Darren had a suggestion. "Why don't the two of you
move in here and give up your apartment? It would financially benefit
all of us. By now, you well know I have no wife."

Not able to look Tim in the eyes, Kelly said. "Honey, I don't want to
lose Darren. If we don't do as he suggests, I'm sure I'll sneak behind
your back and see him anyway. I'm sorry!"

"As long as you let me join the activities like we did today. I'm
willing, if you are." Tim answered.

Six weeks later, Kelly knew she was pregnant and her baby would have two
fathers. How lucky could any child be?


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Seduced & Black Bred

By Richard

My name is Paul, and I have worked at GMAF for about five years. I am
28, and have worked my ass off trying to get ahead. There is an opening
for a junior vice-president, and I intend to have it. There are others
in line for the same position, but I believe that I am the most
qualified. If not as qualified, at least, more determined. I earn a very
good wage, but since I was married a year ago, we could certainly use
the extra money. A fourteen hundred dollar a month mortgage, and two car
payments, takes a big bite out of the paycheck.

My wife, Holly, is presently unemployed. She is 24, 5' 3", 34-24-36. She
is not a movie star, nor the most beautiful woman in the world, but she
is very pretty, with a wholesome innocence about her. Have you ever
heard of a 23-year-old virgin today? Well, Holly was. She comes from a
very religious family, and is a devout Catholic. We had plans to start a
family, until she was laid off from her PR job. We already have a baby
room furnished and decorated. There's an opening in our mailroom, and I
am trying to pull strings to get her hired here. It doesn't pay as much
as she was used to, but still pays a good salary.

My immediate supervisor is Mr. Beal. That is what he demands everyone in
his section call him. He is a large black male about 35. When he
interviewed me five years ago, he said, "You will call me Mister Beal,
and nothing but, Mister Beal." I have been intimidated by him ever
since. We get along pretty well, but never anything personal is
discussed. He seems to have gotten a little more friendly in the last
year, or so. I don't think it is safe to have him as anything more than
an impersonal supervisor. I have watched during the last five years and
it seems as if he gets on friendly terms with someone, and less than a
year later, they disappear. I have heard they always move to better
jobs, but I still don't trust him. The first to leave was the man that
took me under his wing, when I first started. He was a happy,
well-adjusted man and never had a trouble in the world. Within a couple
of months, after Mister Beal began being his bosom buddy, he became
quiet, morose, and seemed to be in a world all his own. About eight
months later, I came to work and his desk was empty. Mister Beal said he
had taken a position with another company. The same circumstances have
surrounded the friendship of four other friends of mine. It has been a
couple of months since the last of "Mister Beal's" friends has left for
bigger and better things.

"Hey, Paul, how's married life? You starting a family yet?" As Mister
Beal was saying this, he was sitting down on the corner of my desk.

I was so surprised that all I could do is stammer, "Married life is
wonderful, but we haven't tried for a family." Mister Beal made himself
comfortable and seemed to be there to stay for a while.

"Is this her picture?" he said, looking at a 4 x 5 framed photo on my
desk. It was the only picture I had of her in a swimming suit. "Seems to
me, she has the wide hips of a very fertile woman. My mother always said
you could tell a baby-making woman, by looking at her hips. I don't mean
anything derogatory, by saying she has wide hips. I think they are
beautiful. You have a very good-looking wife, and should be proud of
her. Have you ever noticed black women? They all have large hips. That's
why there are so many black babies. A black man is forever looking at a
woman's ass. Well, so much for a history of black women's asses. If you
need anything, let me know. You seem to be after that vice-presidents
job. I'm pretty tight with old man Richardson. Want me to put in a word
for you?"

I didn't know if I should be pissed, or had been complimented. "No,
don't say anything to the old man. I will do this on my own. There is
one little thing you might help me with. Holly has been unemployed for a
couple of months. There is an opening in the mailroom. Who is the best
person I can find to put in a good word for her? She really could use
the job."

"I don't have anymore time to discuss it right now. Why don't you drop
over to my house about 7 this evening? I live alone, and we can make a
night out of it. Your little wife wouldn't mind if you stayed out one
night, would she? We will discuss the mail room opening, and maybe, I
can come up with suggestions to help you in your promotion," Mister Beal
said, smiling.

"No, I'm sure she wouldn't mind. She is always telling me I don't have
to stay home every minute." I told him. As he left, I kept trying to
figure out what he wanted. There was something behind this conversation,
but, for the life of me, I didn't know what. Am I his next ' friend '
that leaves mysteriously? Maybe, there's nothing to it. There's a chance
that he really will help, and Holly desperately wants a job. She's going
crazy cooped up in that house every day, not to mention the money we are
losing.

Holly was elated to hear that I was going over to Mister Beal's. She had
never met him and knew nothing of his condescending attitude toward the
employees in his department. I never discussed my dislike or mistrust of
the man. I was still apprehensive of meeting him at his own home, but
Holly needed that job, and it was just possible that he could help me
with the old man.

I was ringing the bell at promptly 7pm. Mister Beal opened the door, and
I was surprised to see him wearing a pair of shorts, and nothing else.
He was displaying his muscular chest, and when I glanced down, there was
a huge mound between his legs. I looked back into his eyes, but not
before he had seen my eyes on his crotch.

There was a grin on his face, as he invited me in. "Come in! Come in!
Right on time. I like a man that is punctual. Let's go out on the
terrace, and tip a few cold ones. We can relax and get to know each
other. You can tell me what I can do to help your pretty young wife."

After a half dozen cold beers, I was more relaxed. Especially, after
Mister Beal told me in the privacy of his home to call him Jim or James.
I was so surprised that I almost fell out of my chair!

"Well Paul, I think I can assure you that your wife will get that
opening in the mailroom. Have her come tomorrow morning, and ask for
Mrs. Maynard. Mrs. Maynard owes me a favor, and will be glad to do one
for me. I believe that you would be better off working on the old man
yourself. You are already the forerunner, and as determined as you are,
you have a good chance without my help. Now, let's go inside and watch
some home movies I have. Oh, by the way, these movies are pretty
raunchy. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, I don't mind. I haven't seen a dirty movie in quite awhile. Holly
doesn't like that kind of thing." I replied. "She is very religious and
was a virgin when we married. She is very conservative and would never
watch anything like that." My God, I can't believe I just told him that!
It must be the alcohol. I'm not used to drinking. I haven't had a drink
since I met Holly.

We went into the den, and he brought out a bottle of chilled brandy,
with two glasses. He had a large screen television, and the DVD was
already loaded. I was handed another glass, as he started the movie. It
was an interracial fuck film, and starred a black male, with a white man
and woman. It started out with the white man sucking the biggest black
cock I had ever seen. The black man was eating the white woman. His
tongue was as long as my dick. Jim filled my glass again, and I could
see the bulge in his shorts had grown much larger, if that was possible.
I had a raging six-inch hard on.

Jim said, " why don't you take your cock out and touch it while we enjoy
the movie. I'm going to pull off my shorts, and do the same."

He had his back to me, when he pulled down his shorts. I dropped my
pants and freed my hard dick. I sat back down and began stroking my
cock. Then, he turned around, and I saw the monster between his legs. MY
God! I couldn't believe that a dick could be that big! It was twice as
long as mine, and much bigger around. He sat down next to me, and began
stroking his massive shaft.

After a few minutes of stroking, he stopped, and looked me in the eyes,
"You know what is more exciting?"

"What?" I croaked.

"Let me stroke yours, and you stroke mine."

At first, I thought he was joking, but looking into his face, I could
see he was not. He reached over and put his hand on my cock. His big
hand completely engulfed it, but he began moving his hand back and
forth. I couldn't bring myself to touch his. I had never had any desire
to touch another man's dick. He took my hand and placed it on the shaft
of that monster of his. I didn't know what to do. Another man had my
dick in his hand, and my hand was on his. What had I gotten myself into?
I was so horny, that I was gently moving my hand back and forth, even as
I was thinking.

"Now, I would say to just pretend that it is yours, but you could never
pretend something that outrageous. So, instead stroke my dick until I
shoot my load all the way across the room." He ordered.

His long shaft was soft and smooth, but hard as a brick. We are stroking
each other with one hand and holding our brandy with the other. He set
his glass down, and leaned over my lap. He put his mouth on my hard dick
and I almost cum immediately. I tried pulling away, but there was no
place to go. After all the drinking, watching the erotic movie, and the
unbelievable feeling of his warm mouth on my cock was too much. I shot
my load down his throat. He swallowed every drop! He licked my dick
clean and sat up.

"Now, it's your turn." He said.

"What do you mean, 'my turn'?"

"Don't you think turn about is fair play? Did you think I would suck
your little dick, and you not suck me? You never pushed me away, so you
had to know that I would want you to do the same to me. Don't play dumb
with me! Now, get down there and start sucking, and when I cum, don't
lose a drop! You hear me?"

He grabbed my head and pushed it down onto his dick. At first, I just
put the head into my mouth, but he wasn't satisfied with that. He pushed
my head down until I was choking. I had about eight inches of hard,
black cock in my mouth.

"You've been watching the video. You see how that white prick is sucking
black dick. You do the same to me. Suck it good!"

I had no choice but to make him cum as soon as possible. But, could I
swallow his jism? If I ever get out of here, I'll never get myself into
a position like this again. God, why did I ever agree to come to his
house? Why did I drink so much? I was sucking, but still had room for my
hand to be masturbating him at the same time. There was no way I could
take all his cock into my mouth. All of a sudden, I could feel his dick
getting harder. He took my head and forced my mouth all the way down to
his pubic hairs. I was choking! I couldn't breathe! Then, he was there!
Spurt after spurt of cum was gushing down my throat. I didn't think he
was ever going to stop. I fully believed I was going to die from lack of
air. Finally, he finished, and released my head. Cum was dripping down
his dick.

"Lick it clean. That's what I did for you." He commanded.

I licked and cleaned his still hard dick.

"I think we are finished for tonight. You probably want to go home and
tell your wife the good news about her job. Don't let this little
episode bother you. I am not gay and neither are you. It felt good, and
wasn't so bad, was it?" he said.

After everything was over, and I knew I wasn't going to die, I had to
admit that it felt good. It was certainly a new experience. Not one, I
ever planned on repeating. So, I replied, "It's okay, but I don't
believe that I could ever get into a habit of doing that."

"Oh, We aren't going to do this anymore, or, at least I'm not. This was
just to get acquainted. In the near future, there will be a woman
joining us. She will get the benefit of all the cum."

"A woman? I'm married. I cannot cheat on my wife. We have only been
married a year. We would never cheat on each other." I almost yelled.

"Don't worry, you won't be cheating on her. Don't forget, I am Mister
Beal at work tomorrow. Goodnight. It was a pleasurable evening."

I could still taste his cum in my mouth. I couldn't wait to get home and
gargle. I'll put this behind me, and not think of it anymore. It's best,
if I forget the whole thing. I was emotionally exhausted when I arrived
home. Holly was delirious with joy that she was going back to work. She
never noticed that anything was wrong with me.

Nothing was different when I saw Mister Beal the next day. He was
friendly, but not overly so. Just before quitting time, he dropped a
manila envelope on my desk.

"Open this after you leave, and be at my house at 7 this evening." He
said in a commanding tone. He turned on his heels and walked away,
without giving me a chance to reply.

I opened the envelope, as soon as I got to the car. I almost fainted!
There were 8 x 10 glossies of me sucking his dick, and then licking it
clean. There must have been a dozen pictures. My face was clearly
visible, but nowhere was his face in a picture. I could have been
sucking any black man's dick. Oh God! What does he want? I don't have
any money. I didn't even go home. I just drove around in a daze. I had
looked at the pictures over and over, trying to see if there was just
one, where he would be recognized. They were 9 x11's, not 8 x 10's.
Kodak didn't develop them; they were run off a computer. He must have
had a digital camera trained on the sofa. I was at his door at 7pm. He
opened it, before I could even ring.

"Hey Paul, come on in and lets get down to business. I know you are
curious and I am ready and willing to satisfy your curiosity. Come into
the den, and lets get comfortable. You look like you could use a drink."

We walked into the den and he sat down on the sofa. I started to set
down next to him, when he said, "No, you get on your knees between my
legs. Take out my cock, and suck on it while I tell you what you and I
are going to do. You hesitate? You want copies of those pictures shown
around work? You want copies sent to your family and your wife's family?
You ready to give up your career? You will never get another job in this
industry. Now, get on your knees and start sucking. I will tell you what
else you are going to do."

He outweighed me by 60 pounds, and was much more muscular than me. I
couldn't fight him and hope to win. He had me, and I still didn't know
what he really wanted. I had no choice but to get on my knees and take
out his long, limp dick. It began to grow as soon as my mouth covered
the head.

As I sucked, he started to talk, "This is what you are going to help me
with. You are going to help me seduce your wife. I am going to fuck her
until she will never want another man. I am going to stretch her pussy,
until I am the only one that can satisfy her. Your puny little dick will
never be able to bring her to another climax. Keep bobbing your head!
Grunt, if you understand." Good! I'm glad we understand each other. I am
going to invite the two of you to dinner. You are going to accept the
invitation to my house. Every chance you get; you are going to tell her
what a great guy I am. You are going to tell her about the size of the
monster you are sucking. You are going to tell her what great lovers
blacks are. You are going to help me seduce her, or everybody in this
town is going to see those pictures!" I will post them on the Internet.
The whole world will see."

He was holding my head on his dick, and I couldn't even reply. Tears
were running down my cheeks. What had I gotten myself into? And now my
wife was involved! Poor innocent Holly! What was I going to do? This is
what had happened to the other so-called friends of Mister Beal. Why had
each of them gone along with this kind of thing for almost a year?
Probably for the same reason I was going to, terrified of losing their
job and reputation, terrified of losing their wife and all their
possessions. Is it possible that after he fucks her, we can pull our
life back together? Without those photos hanging over my head, I could
start over in another city. He

began to stiffen and I knew what was going to happen. He began pumping
load after load down my throat. I swallowed more easily this time. My
God, I was a cocksucker!!!

"Thanks Paul. With a little practice, you could become very good at
sucking black cock. You know what you are supposed to do, don't you? You
weren't enjoying your sucking so much that you didn't hear me, were you?
Let's not waste any time. Why don't you and the little wife come over
for the weekend next Friday? That will give her time to get settled into
her new job. You will also have time to embellish on all my attributes."
He was still laughing as he said, "This house has plenty of room. We'll
barbeque. There's a swimming pool and Jacuzzi. I'm sure she will enjoy a
new and completely different lifestyle. You don't have to tell her how
different. She will know by Sunday. Don't look so gloomy. We are going
to have a wonderful time. At least, I am."

Still laughing, he pushed me out the door.

"Oh, and Paul, I almost forgot, no fucking. We want her horny for me,
don't we?"

On the drive home, I realized that I had become resigned to the
inevitable. The seduction of my wife was going to happen, whether I
liked it or not. Curiously, I was a little excited about the whole
thing. Sucking his big dick wasn't as repulsive as it had been at first.
Could I help seduce her and then watch that gigantic cock penetrate her
small pussy? Would she enjoy it, or hate me and call the police? Would
she still love me? There were too many unknowns for me to sort out all
at once.

At home, I told Holly about going to Mister Beal's. I told her that I
had helped move some furniture and had strained myself. This got me off
the hook of having to make love to her for a few days. She was excited
about spending a weekend in a luxury victorian home, with a large pool
and jacuzzi. I had entirely forgotten something. I had never told her
that Mister Beal was black.

She went to work the next morning, and everything was almost normal for
the next few days. She was waiting for me when I came in the door on
Thursday. She was in a raging fury!

"How could you? Why didn't you tell me that Mister Beal was black? Do
you think I am going to spend a weekend in a house with a black man?"
She was screaming the words at me.

"How did you find out he was black?" I asked the stupid question without
even thinking. I was trying to remain calm, even though my stomach was
roiling inside.

"He came down to pick up his mail because his secretary was off today.
He said he was so happy we were going to be his guests for a couple of
days. I almost dropped through the floor! Why? Why were you keeping it a
secret? You can tell him we changed our minds. Tell him anything, but
get us out of this!" She said in a more reasonable voice.

"But, darling, I already accepted. He got you the job, didn't he? He's
going to put in a good word with the old man for me. Did he talk nice?
Wasn't he polite?

"Well, he was very nice and polite. I could tell he is well educated. We
made small talk for a while. He complimented me on how pretty I am.
That's something you haven't done in the last few days. Still, I do not
care to be in close proximity of a black man for a weekend. You were
going to wait until he answered the door, and let me be surprised,
weren't you?"

I tried being reasonable and explained, "Look honey, I will be right
there. I'll always be by your side. Once you get to know him, you will
see he is really a very nice guy. He's a great conversationalist. He has
a beautiful home and a large pool. It will be great to get away for a
weekend. I don't know how to politely tell him we are not coming. There
may go my promotion. He may recommend one of the other candidates.
Couldn't you swallow your prejudice for just one weekend?" I could see
she was starting to waver.

"Well, okay, but only for one weekend." She finally said.

"Thanks honey, you will never regret your decision." We will have a
wonderful weekend. His home is more than twice as big as ours. I don't
know why a single man needs such a large home, and I never asked him." I
was talking too fast to cover up my nervousness.

That evening as we were laying in bed talking, she was gently caressing
my prick. It stayed soft, even though I wanted her. I was too nervous,
thinking about what was going to happen in another day.

"Why does he live alone? Maybe, he had a wife, but they are divorced."
She was saying more to herself than to me. "What is wrong with you? You
always want to have sex, and for the last week, you haven't touched me.
Don't you love me anymore?"

"I'll always love you and want you. It's just the pressure at work, and
I'm not really over that strain, yet." I replied.

The next evening, as I rang the bell, I was carrying a small suitcase
and she had an overnight bag. Jim answered the door, wearing a pair of
boxer shorts. At least, this time, he had on a shirt. He welcomed us
with a handshake and a big hug for Holly. It seemed he took his time
giving her a hug. We were showed to our bedroom, which had a king sized
bed. After unpacking our weekend clothes, we joined him on the terrace.
There was a large bowl of iced punch sitting on the table. We each took
a large glass of punch, and he led us around the house showing pictures
and antiques he had collected. Next, we went out back, to the yard and
the pool. He had a beautiful place and was proud of it. Holly had
finished her glass and he poured her another. It was actually too sweet
for me, so I had only sipped on mine. Holly complained of being dizzy,
and he suggested she lay down till he had barbequed the steaks. I took
her upstairs and put her to bed, then rejoined him. She was out like a
light. We made small talk for half an hour, or so, and then he threw the
shocker at me.

"Let's go see that little pussy of your wife's. I want to smell and kiss
it before dinner." He said this as he was getting up and heading for the
door.

"But, you can't do that. She will wake up and scream bloody murder." I
sputtered.

"Oh no, she won't." That punch is spiked and she drank enough to keep
her sound asleep while I give her a big kiss right between her legs." He
laughed.

When we entered the bedroom, she was sprawled across the bed. He went
right to her shorts and began pulling them down. "Take off her blouse,
so I can see and suck those tits." He demanded.

I didn't know what else to do, so did as he asked. In a few moments, she
was naked in all her innocence. She was about to be ravished without her
knowledge. How could I do this to my lovely wife? I was ashamed and
feeling guilty, but still had a raging hard on. I had never dreamed this
would happen. I stood back and Jim got on the bed beside her. He kissed
her lips, but there was no response from her. He moved to her breasts
and began sucking one and then the other. When she groaned, I was scared
to death! But, she was still sleeping. He kissed his way down to her
pubic mound, and was kissing and licking all around her pussy. She
squirmed in her sleep. Then, he spread her lips with his fingers and was
licking her clit. She let out another long groan. I was holding my
breath, and praying she would not awaken. All of a sudden, his tongue
was darting in and out of her pussy. He would do that for a few strokes,
then, lick her clitoris again. I couldn't stand it any longer. I took my
dick out and started beating it. I was never so horny in my life!

He raised his head and told me to pull his shorts off. Again, I did as I
was told. That's when he told me to suck him, as he ate her. I was
sucking him, stroking my dick and he was eating her pussy. What an
erotic sight! Just the thought of this happening, made me shoot my load
all over the carpet. She was constantly groaning and thrashing her hips.
Jim stiffened, and I had another load of his cum to swallow. I was
beginning to like it! Before she could climax, he stopped and got
dressed. He told me to clean up the mess I had made, get her clothes
back on her, and join him outside at the barbeque. He acted as if
nothing had even happened.

When I joined him outside, I asked why he had not let her cum.

He said, "Because I want her horny and awake when I fuck her. I don't
like a woman to be unconscious when my big dick is put into her tight
hole. I want her to feel every inch. I want her screaming from the sheer
size of trying to fit into her, and then screaming from pleasure when
she has gotten adjusted to it. By the way, you have a future in sucking
cock, if you ever want to change professions. Do you enjoy sucking?"

"Until a week ago, I had never thought about it. I had never touched
another man and had no desire to. I guess sucking you isn't so bad. I
have changed completely in a little over a week. In my wildest dreams, I
would never have thought I would be in this situation. I am actually
looking forward to seeing you fuck Holly with that monster cock of
yours. I would like to lick her clean, when you are finished! God, I
can't believe I said that, but it is true."

"I'll put these steaks on low heat, and let's go inside and watch one of
my movies, starring yours' truly. Holly should be awake shortly. Let's
see what she does when she walks in and sees my cock up a white girl.
She may not mean to look, but she is bound to see something. We want to
put the idea in her mind, that white women love black cock." He said.

We had been watching the movie for about half an hour, of Jim fucking
and eating a young, beautiful white woman. I was horny again because I
knew this was real. The woman was giving it all she could, but couldn't
seem to take all his cock inside her. I heard a sudden intake of breath
behind me, but never turned around. Jim was saying how all white women
loved black cock. He was talking for the benefit of Holly, whom we knew
was in the doorway behind us. I asked him if he thought Holly would be
the same as the woman in the movie. He was saying that he had never
heard of a white woman that didn't enjoy a long black dick reaching
deeper than their husbands ever could. We were just making small talk
about the pleasure a woman felt when she could feel the baby making
sperm of her black lover squirting into her womb. It must have been 10
minutes before I heard footsteps going outside. In a few minutes, we got
up and followed. Holly was sitting at the table, sipping on another
potent punch. She never asked what we had been doing. She was probably
scared Jim would tell her! Jim pulled his chair from the table and kind
of sprawled into it. He was directly across from Holly. I heard an
intake of breath, and glanced at Holly. She was staring at Jims shorts.
I looked, and could understand why she had gasped. You could see the
head of his dick sticking out the bottom on the left side. Every few
seconds, it would jerk as if it had a life of it's own, I knew he was
doing this on purpose, but he acted as if nothing was wrong. Holly would
glance away, but her eyes kept returning to the same spot. She was
getting more and more flustered. About that time, the steaks were done,
I brought out the salad and we had an enjoyable meal. Jim suggested we
go swimming after dinner, and we all agreed. I think Holly needed to
cool off, and also, get away from that punch bowl. Jim changed into a
pair of skin-tight swim trunks that looked as if there was a roll of
sausage stuck down the top of them. I was wearing boxers, and Holly had
on a conservative two-piece swimsuit. Frolicking in the water, Jim
seemed to accidentally touch Holly's butt or breasts several times.
Once, when he was helping her out of the pool,he "accidentally " brought
her hand into contact with his dick. She never jerked away and acted as
if nothing had happened, but I could see her face turn red.

When we went to change, she was strangely quiet. When I looked at her
with a question in my eyes, she said, "I am scared. I feel as if
something is going to happen and I will be forever changed. There is
something about Jim that frightens me. I get a funny feeling when he
touches me. Did you see what he has between his legs? How could a man be
that big? Are all black men like that? I saw you watching that filthy
movie. That was him with that young white woman, wasn't it? Well, are
you just going to stand there like a dummy, or answer me?"

"You were talking so fast, I never had a chance to answer. You are
getting hysterical. Please calm down and think rationally. Most blacks
are huge in the dick department, much bigger than white men. He never
knew you could see him at the table. Yes, that was him in the movie. You
can't blame him. She certainly was enjoying what he was doing. I have
heard that all white women never want another white man after being with
a black. I don't know if that is true, or not. It probably is, for a
white man's equipment doesn't measure up to a black's. She probably
could not feel her husband's little white dick anymore."

"Are you saying, if I made love to him, I wouldn't want you anymore? I
believe that he has plans to try and get into my pants before the
weekend is over. He better change his plans! I'm not sleeping with a
black man, ever! What would my parents say? What would yours? How could
I look at myself in the mirror, knowing what I had done? I married you,
not every man that wants to put his penis into me."

I tried to explain, without making her hysterical again. "Darling, he is
only being a man. He finds you attractive, and he told me that it has
been weeks since he had a woman. He is only flirting. What harm is there
in that? So, he touched you in the pool and he wears skin-tight swim
trunks. Maybe he gets a thrill from making you horny, but it is not
going any further than that. Any man would do the same thing. You are a
very beautiful, desirable woman. You have shut yourself away from the
world too long. People are different in the real world. Just go along
with his flirting, and occasional touch. Nothing else is going to
happen. Please believe me, you are safe as long as you want to be."

"Are you saying that you don't mind if he flirts and touches me? Do you
like seeing another man touch my breasts or my behind? What if he does
more than that? Would you still just watch? Don't you care what happens
to me? What if he is serious, and wants to really stick that giant thing
inside me? Would you keep your mouth shut and let him?" I couldn't
understand why she was speaking so calmly.

"Honey, I love you, and your happiness is very important to me. If you
ever wanted him to make love to you, I would keep my mouth shut. There
would be no recriminations or accusations. I would accept the fact that
you did it because you wanted to experience a forbidden act. An act that
you have never dreamed about! You have never done anything that was
improper in your life. For once, if you want to let your feelings rule
your mind, go for it. Maybe you should forget your strict upbringing for
once, and do what you want to do."

"Paul, do you know what you are saying? You are saying that it is okay
if I make love to Jim. You are giving me to him for the next two days.
How long have you felt this way? You planned this whole thing, didn't
you? You and Jim! Well, I am not something to be given away. I am your
wife and I never thought you would forget that fact. Lets go downstairs
and forget this whole conversation. It's making me sick to my stomach. I
need another brandy to get this bad taste out of my mouth.

Downstairs, Holly poured another brandy, and went into the den, where
Jim was going to show one of the current box office blockbusters. Jim
was on one end of the sofa and Paul on the other. The only place to sit
was between them. After a few minutes of the movie, Paul put his hand on
her leg, just above the knee. She let it rest there, and was sipping her
drink. She felt a hand on her neck, and first, she glanced at Paul,
thinking it was he. She could see both his hands. What should she do??
The hand wasn't moving, only gently touching her shoulder and neck. She
decided to ignore both hands. Paul's fingers began tracing small circles
on her thigh. She was getting excited. She never realized that the
alcohol was lowering her inhibitions.

Then, the hand on her neck was slowly massaging her shoulders and the
back of her head. No one ever said a word. For all intent and purposes,
you would swear they were all engrossed in the movie. Jim was beginning
to stretch his arm over her shoulder, and he could touch just above her
breast. She still never moved, wondering how far she was going to let
this go. Another drink, and she relaxed, enjoying the attention she was
receiving from two men. Paul was still tracing circles, and Jim took her
empty hand and put it on his lap, She attempted to pull away, but he had
a grip like steel. When she stopped pulling, his hand became gentle. He
placed her hand on his massive bulge, and when she touched it, she could
feel it move. As her hand lay there, with his hand covering hers, his
dick began to grow. He was squeezing her fingers, and they in turn were
squeezing his giant, black dick. Knowing that she was getting him erect
excited her. She had the power to make a man want her! His pajamas
couldn't contain his prick any longer. It popped through his pj's and
into her hand. He wrapped her fingers around his dick and removed his
hand. She kept her fingers in place, but never moved them. He was fully
erect, and her fingers never reached half way around this monster. She
knew that Paul could see what was going on, but not a word was said.
Paul had moved his hand closer to her pussy, and was now rubbing the
tips of his fingers across the crotch of her shorty pajamas.

She was dizzy from the excitement, but mostly from the drinks. She had
never been so horny in her life. She was unconsciously moving her hand
up and down on Jim's prick. She decided to go with the flow and see how
far this was going to go. Besides, she was so excited, she didn't care
anymore. If Paul didn't care, why should she? She had not worn a bra
under her pj top, and now the hand around her shoulder was under the top
of her pj's! It was slowly rotating and caressing, but always getting
nearer her breast. Paul was rubbing her clitoris with his fingers. There
was a hand fondling and gently pinching her nipples. She had her head
leaned back against the arm around her neck and had her eyes closed. She
felt cool air on her chest and realized that the buttons on her pj's
were no longer closed. Jim must be looking at her firm breasts! Then,
there was a hand on each breast, squeezing, massaging, and pinching.

It felt so wonderful! Never had she felt anything like this in her
entire life. Now, her hips were being gently raised and she felt her
bottoms being slowly pulled down and off. My God, I am naked, she was
thinking. She was too embarrassed to move. She had let this go too far,
and now there was no way out! What am I going to do, she was thinking.
I'll let them have their fun, but there is no way Jim is going to stick
that monster dick of his inside me! Maybe, all they want to do is feel.
I think Paul is going to eat me right in front of Jim. Then, there was a
mouth on her right breast, and a hand pinching the other. That felt so
wonderful. Paul was licking and kissing her legs, and always moving
upwards. Hurry up! She was thinking. I am so wet down there! I need your
tongue to make me climax! Finally!

He had his tongue inside her pussy and was lapping up her cunt juice.
The mouth on her breast was alternating between one breast and the
other. The feelings from her breasts seemed to go straight to her pussy.
She couldn't last much longer! Suddenly, the arm was removed from her
neck, the mouth left her breasts, and worst of all Paul's mouth left her
pussy! She had been so near! What had happened? Was this as far as they
were going to go? Ah, that's more like it. The mouth had returned to her
breasts. Now, why isn't Paul licking her pussy and finishing what he
started? Oh, Yes, there he is, better than ever. Wait a minute! They've
switched! Paul is sucking her breasts. She would know his mouth
anywhere. That has to be Jim's mouth on her pussy! Oh, My God, Oh, My
God, what have I gotten myself into? I never thought Paul would let this
happen. Not my husband, not my Paul! How could he give his wife to
another man, and a black man, at that? Her mind was in turmoil, but her
body was still responding. She couldn't have stopped them, even if she
had wanted to, And, she didn't want them to stop!! She had resigned
herself to the fact that she was being taken by two men and one of them
her husband!

Jim's tongue was driving her crazy! He was fucking her with his tongue
and it seemed longer than Paul's dick. She had been groaning for the
last five minutes, and the men knew she was on the edge of the biggest
climax she had ever had. Never, Never, had anything felt this good! She
was there!! She was cumming! Oh, God, Oh, God, Don't stop! Don't stop!
NO! NO! Stop, Stop, I can't stand anymore! She passed out and her body
went limp.

Paul was the first to notice. "She's unconscious. What happened to her?"

"It was the intense pleasure of her climax. I've seen this happen
before." Jim whispered. "Let's get her upstairs to the bed, before she
comes around. The night is still early and I have just gotten started.
That was a very small climax, compared to what will happen when my 11
inches are buried in her pussy. Come on, I'll carry her."

Jim picked her up and carried her up the stairs and over to the bed,
placing her on the pristine white sheet ever so carefully.

"Okay Paul, this is where you bow out. I am going to be lying next to
her when she wakes. I want her to see only me. She knows that I was the
one eating her. Her barriers against having sex with me have been
broken. If she sees you, they might spring back into place. Later, you
can join us, but for now, go back downstairs and watch television. Or,
if you like, go outside the door and watch. She is mine for the rest of
the night." Jim commanded.

Paul left the room, with his head hanging. There was nothing he could
say or do. This was all his fault, and he knew it. His beautiful,
innocent wife was about to be ravished by a black man.

Jim finished undressing and removed the pajama top off Holly. She was
lying on her side, and he lay down facing her. His body was pressed
against hers'. She slowly opened her eyes, and all she could see was
Jim's face. Recognition dawned in her eyes, and then the realization
that she was naked in bed with a black man. She was going to be fucked,
and she knew it. There was nothing to do, but accept her fate and enjoy
it. She silently prayed that he would be gentle. She still couldn't
believe his dick would fit inside her, but she was about to find out. He
moved his head closer and kissed her deeply, thrusting his hot tongue
into her willing mouth and laving her oral cavity for all he was worth.
Holly put her bare arms around his neck and drew him close to her. Her
pussy was already tingling with anticipation and her young nipples began
to harden under the hardness of his bare chest muscles.

Jim began to move one of his large strong hands up her side and between

their bodies, seeking one of her ripe nipples. He continued to French
her mouth as he raised up slightly on the other elbow so that his hand
could have greater access to her upthrust mound, and he kneaded the
pliant flesh between his fingers and churned it round and round, causing
Holly to become even more excited. A feeble mewl from her throat goaded
him on, as he bent down to her chest, taking one yearning breast in his
mouth and sucking it so hard that she gave a little gasp of pain.

He eased up a little then, sucking it more tenderly, and nibbling the
erect nipple between his teeth. He turned his attention then to the
other breast and repeated his lusting ministrations, causing Holly to go
out of her mind with desire. She wanted it so badly! As Jim caressed her
firm young breasts, cupping each mound in his hands to suck greedily at
the tiny throbbing pink nipples, drawing them one at a time into his
mouth so that he could flick his tongue around them, she felt she could
almost cum right then!

She moaned with ecstasy, feeling her want building up again in her belly
and her pulsing vagina juicy with expectation. "Eat me, Jim!" she
begged, goosebumps forming over her flesh as his eagerly working mouth
gently nibbled across her breasts and then up and down along the heated
cleavage. She was quivering uncontrollably from the flicking sensual
arousal and her voice was thick with excitement.

Jim continued to use his pleasure-giving mouth around her throbbing

breasts as he placed his hand on her furry pubic mound and parted the
puffy cunt lips with his thumb and middle finger. Breathless, Holly
flinched as the cool air came in contact with the super-sensitized
furrow, now oozing with the secretions of sexual excitement. His hands
splayed open the tender lips of her vagina even wider to slip a finger
up into the soft slit around her clitoris, the way his tongue was
opening the lips of her mouth to find her tongue again.

Immediately, the passionate wife established a grinding movement with her

hips, reveling in the wicked sensations his lewd fingering was bringing
her. God, she was excited!

Jims' finger slid up and down on the slippery cuntal furrow, massaging
every centimeter of her secret passage. She couldn't help herself -- she
was beginning to cum already!

"Ohhhh ... aaahhhhhh!" the young wife cried out as the first wave of
orgasm coursed through her naked body. She bucked and spasmed and gasped
aloud as the indescribable surges electrified every nerve end and she
rocketed with ecstasy.

Jim thrust his finger deep inside her vagina and continued his maddening

assault as the young, innocent Holly came and came. Then his tongue was
snaking down her body, lingering in her navel, and then moving
relentlessly into her dark pubic thatch. He sucked on her pubic curls,
bringing pleasurable sounds from her sensuously opened mouth. She was
anticipating his next move, the thought of it quickening her heartbeat
and bringing a hotter flush of pink to her rosy cheeks.

"Oh YES, Jim, lick it! Lick it!" she cried out shamelessly, almost wild
with

craven lust.

He did. He licked and sucked and frenched her pussy until she came again
and again. His knowing tongue circled around maddeningly up inside her,
flicking lustily against the wet sensitive walls of her cuntal passage.
In response to the salacious titillation, she wrapped her long legs
around his waist and pulled him closer to her, twining her fingers in
his kinky black hair and thrusting her pelvis harder into his face.

Jim reacted immediately to her excited want, licking up from the
entrance of her vagina to her clitoris and back down again with long
strokes of his tongue, feeling her legs tighten and relax, tighten and
relax around his waist to help him in his lascivious labors. He finally
pushed her legs up high so that her knees brushed her breasts, allowing
him to bury his tongue deeper into her hotly pulsating little cunt.

When she had cum three times more, her little pussy was so
over-sensitized that she pushed his head away and begged him to stop.
She almost passed out again from the sensations and lay on the bed,
sweating profusely and gasping for air. Her eyes were closed and her
whole body trembled. Jim moved up her body and kissed her passionately
on the mouth, giving her a taste of her own cuntal juices mixed with his
saliva. She could feel his heavily throbbing cock pressed demandingly
into her loins and her eyes opened wide in fear. It felt bigger than ever.

Surely it would kill her, would split her vagina wide apart and tear her
very

womb if he were to ram that weapon up into her tight pussy!

Yet the obscene feel of its pulsing hardness gave her a thrilling sense
of sensual happiness, its throbbing presence comforting to her in some
strange way, and she kissed him back more passionately.

Holly's hips were rocking back and forth, allowing Jim's cock head to
enter her opening very slightly, as he continued to rub her pussy with
his cock. As Jim's cock would graze Holly's clitoris, she would shudder,
and a low moan would escape her. The tip of his cock was taunting the
erect bud of her clitoris, sending wild sensations racing through her
with each throb of the slippery head. Her cunt lips were yielding under
the force of his thrusting pressure. His enormous penis pressed into her
naked flesh like a rolling pin of flesh. The great menacing weapon was
already oozing its seminal fluid as he rubbed his cock-shaft
insinuatingly back and forth over the top of her cunt slit, arousing her
inflamed clitoris. She found her buttocks beginning to move upward.

Jim aroused her further by licking her neck, sending goosebumps all over
her body. Then he licked down her chest, across her full proud breasts
to her nipples, which rose and hardened to the touch of his tongue. He
licked and sucked all over her breasts, forcing gasps of pleasure from
her throat. She ground her pelvis harder into his loins, aflame for more.

"You're ready for it now, aren't you, you want it now ... the full

length of a black man's cock deep inside you," he whispered in her ear.
He followed his words with his tongue, licking in the sensitive little
channel and setting Holly on fire with craven lust. "Don't you?" he
whispered again.

Pride captured her tongue, and the aroused wife did not speak. She
whimpered and fretted and closed her eyes.

"I do want it ... now."

"Want what?"

"Your cock ... I want you to ... to fuck me, Jim"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, oh YES. FUCK ME!" She kissed him passionately on the mouth again
and ground her breasts and her pubis into his hard, muscular black body.

He kissed her passionately again then slid down her body a little, so
that his huge throbbing cock was poised at the entrance of her
delectable cunt. Using his cock as a probe, he inched forward until he
was sure

he was right on target, then he pressed hard so it was tight against her
vaginal lips.

"Jim ... be gentle with me. I've never had anything that big inside me,"
she said softly, her voice quavering with desire.

The pressure of his cock rubbing against her clitoris created new
sensations of arousal, and she found herself opening her legs wider to
admit her black lover. He was slowly forcing her pussy lips open,
steadying his cock with his hand as it pushed into the waiting lips of
her pleasure hole. As he pulled at the quivering half-moons of her
buttocks, pulling her onto his throbbing shaft, he shoved his tongue
into her mouth again and started licking into her cheeks.

Holly's clitoris was fully aroused by the contact with the slowly advancing

penis, and her buttocks voluntarily moved upward under the forcefully
gripping hand to get more of the exciting stimulation. He was in her
now, at least a couple of inches, worming his way slowly into her
velvety cuntal moistness.

She felt a lascivious thrill from his tonguing into her mouth. She ran
her hands over his back, his arms, his neck, thrilling to the feel of
Jim's hard, powerful muscles. He flexed his muscular thighs, moving his
enormous shaft a little further in. There was pain -- she thought her
vagina would be split apart -- but she could endure it because she
wanted his huge rod of flesh inside her. Her body cried out for it,
demanded it, and there was no turning back.

"Oooohhhh ... aaahhh ... aanngghh ..." she moaned, grimacing with the pain.

Jim paused for a moment, panting above her, his body slick with sweat. He

wriggled his thighs then, warning her in advance of an imminent thrust
far up into her cunt, so she stretched her legs wider apart and drew her
knees back, leaving her pussy in a more open and vulnerable position to
receive the immense, blood-bloated rod of throbbing flesh. Its pounding
heat was already enticing the juices from her vaginal walls -- her
pussy, her vagina, her clitoris wanted more.

He groaned aloud, then suddenly whammed his buttocks down and forward,
sending his palpitating shaft deep up into her, searing her vagina as if
a boiling thermos had been rammed into her belly. Holly let out a loud
gasp of pain. She bucked and quivered and squirmed on his cock, trying
to evade his impaling weapon. But it was useless. He knew that he had
her. He gave an extra shove, feeling the tip of his cock butt against
her cervix. God, she was tight! They lay still together for a long
moment, he giving her a chance to get used to his cudgel. They were
breathing in synch. He flexed his throbbing member inside her, and she
contracted her vaginal muscles around it.

Jim slowly eased back out a little, feeling as though his cock was being

gripped by strong hands; clenching, slippery hands as he shoved in again
hard. Holly gave a stifled cry. Back out a little and in again. (She
groaned.) Out ... in ... (She gasped, then sighed.) Out, in ... out, in
... (a little longer

stroke this time) out, in ... (She was moving under him, her buttocks were

coming to life. Out, in ... faster now ... (She was thrusting her pelvis up

harder to his loins.)

God, it was exciting! She had never felt so thrilled in all her life.
She pulled

his head down and thrust her tongue hungrily up into his mouth, her eyes
closed, a steady whimper of pleasure emanating from her throat. Jim
returned her kisses with ardor. They were both consumed by passion,
their sweat-soaked bodies

locked against each other.

A long stroke now -- her cunt was wet and hot; his cock was hot and
sticky -- in, out ... iiiiinnnnn ... ooouuuttt ... She was loving it!
She couldn't get

enough! Holly's long legs were tightly wrapped around his contracted,
rock-hard buttocks. Her moans of pleasure grew in volume until they
reached a crescendo as the well-fucked wife rode the full length of
Jim's massively thrusting cock into her stretched vaginal passage.

Her passion peaked at that instant. "Ohhhh ... ohh my God ... I'm ... I'm

cuuuummmmiiinnnggg!" She bucked furiously against him and ground her
pussy as hard as she could around his skewering cock, flailing her head
on the bed and spasming throughout her sweat-drenched body. Her sighs of
rapture culminated an act she had never dreamed would ever happen. And
while she was in the throes of orgasmic ecstasy, the powerful, muscular
body on top of her shuddered violently and filled her pussy with spewing
jets of sticky hot cum.

"I love your tight pussy." he said, flexing his cock inside her once
again. She could feel his organ beginning to expand. She answered
huskily, "And I love your black dick." squeezing his burgeoning cock
with her clasping vaginal muscles.

"Oh, My God, where's Paul?" She suddenly remembered her missing husband.

"He's downstairs. Lets call him up here and have him clean us up. That's
the least he can do." Jim was smiling as he said this and thinking of
degrading Paul even further. Jim faced the door and yelled for Paul to
come upstairs.

Paul must have been outside the door for he almost immediately stepped
inside. He was naked, and his dick was small and limp.

Jim rolled off Holly and told Paul, "Come over here and clean us up with
your tongue. Ladies first, so clean Holly first."

Paul got between Holly's legs and stuck his head between her legs. Her
pussy was gaping open, and cum was running out of her pussy and toward
her ass. He placed his mouth over her pussy and began sucking and
licking. It seemed as if there was a gallon of cum inside her. When he
couldn't get anything else, he moved his head over and sucked Jim clean.
Holly had never moved, nor said a word. She placed her hand around Jim's
still hard dick, and gave Paul a look of contempt, or maybe it was pity.

"Okay," Jim said, "you can go back outside the door and masturbate,
while Holly and I enjoy the rest of the night." As Paul left the room,
Jim pulled Holly over on top of him. His monster dick was sticking
straight up, like a light pole.

Holly climbed over him, positioned her pussy over his cockhead, and
speared herself, moaning as she sank wetly onto his hard pole. She was
able to slide down the entire length and make the black tool disappear
inside her tummy. She leaned forward, and Jim pulled her to him,
embracing and caressing her. Holly was in bliss. Her pussy was
completely filled by Jim's now familiar hard cock, and he was lovingly
holding her close and safe, whispering words of reassurance and
encouragement. Slowly, ever so slowly, she moved up until only the tip
was in her and then down again until she was fully impaled on his cock.
He rubbed and

kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples from time to time, heightening her

pleasure. Holly moved slowly, as long as she could, and then she went
crazy. No

longer able to control her motions, She fucked his manhood furiously, as
fast

and as hard as she could. This was a pain-pleasure experience Holly had
never

dreamed possible. She was a sexual animal, a real bitch in heat, and it was

fucking great! She could feel Jim shooting his hot load into her womb.
And then another orgasm... and another. They were coming so fast she
couldn't keep track. Her orgasms all blended together. The room swirled
around and around until Holly passed out. Again, Holly opened her eyes,
to find Jim staring into her eyes. She could feel his cock still
embedded in her pussy.

Jim smiled and said, "I think you have had all you can take for one
night. Let's go downstairs and find something to eat. I'm starved."

After a quick shower, Jim and I went downstairs and had a plate of cold
cuts. I was ravenous! Paul was sitting in the living room looking
dejected. He never spoke or acknowledged our presence when we entered. I
sat on the sofa next to Paul and Jim sat down in a chair across the room.

Jim said, " We have things to discuss. Actually, I have things to
discuss, and you will listen. First, Holly, you will call Monday, and
tell Mrs. Maynard you are quitting. Give any reason you want, but I do
not want you working. Paul, I will see you get a raise, starting
immediately. You will no longer need her wages. Second, I am the "old
man." I own the company. The president is nothing but a figurehead. I
have found whites do not like working for a black. This way, I get the
cream of the crop of the brilliant young minds coming out of the
universities. Third, Paul, you will make Holly available to me anytime I
wish, and I assure you that will be everyday. Beginning Monday, I won't
be around the office much; I will be at your house fucking your
beautiful wife. Are there any questions?"

Paul raised his head and asked, "Do I have a choice?" Does she have a
choice? What if this was a one time thing? What if she changes her mind,
and doesn't want you fucking her again?"

"Well Holly, is he right? Is it possible you don't want this black cock
in your tight white pussy again?" Jim said, looking at Holly.

Holly turned beet red from embarrassment. His giant black penis had made
her feel better than anything else in the world, better than anything
ever would again. She knew she wanted him again and again, but did she
want to be his white slut? What if her family found out? It would kill
them. Not only her family, but also her friends were all of the opinion
that blacks were little better than animals. She had been told that all
her life. Until tonight, that is what she fully believed. Could she
change? Had she already changed? What about Paul? He had arranged all
this, but look at him now. He was evidently sorry. She still loved him,
but she knew in her heart, he would never satisfy her again. Could they
stay married while she only fucked Jim? What was she going to say? How
could she answer? Finally, looking at Paul and then Jim, she answered, "
Could Paul and I go home and spend tomorrow talking about this? We have
a lot to talk about. Jim, I know I want you again. I want you right now!
But, I don't want to destroy my marriage. I don't want to hurt my
parents and friends."

"Sure you can," Jim replied, "and I have a couple of tapes I want you to
watch tomorrow to help you make up your minds. I'll send them over in
the morning. I want to make a copy of them first."

Back at home, Holly said, "Lets sleep on this and discuss everything in
the morning. I'm tired and my pussy hurts. I want to soak in a tub of
hot water. Paul was already asleep, when she crawled into bed beside
him. She was physically exhausted, and Paul was emotionally spent. Paul
woke next morning, with someone banging on the door. It was the tapes!
Paul knew in his heart what was on one of them, but the other? He could
guess. Jim had those damn cameras all over the house. Paul fixed a cup
of strong coffee and put one in the DVD. He was right. This one was of
him and Jim. He was going to destroy this one, but Holly walked into the
room. Everything was there. Jim sucking him and what he did in return.
Their conversation, everything, and Holly watched, speechless!

"Oh, My God." Yelled Holly. Look what you are doing! You're sucking his
dick and swallowing his cum! You're a queer! Why didn't you marry a man,
why me? You did set it all up for me to fuck a black man. How could you?"

Paul tried to explain, "He was going to send a copy to our families. He
was going to post them on the Internet. You heard what he said. Let's
see what the other one has on it, before you condemn me too much."

The other began in the living room with Holly being seduced and eaten by
Jim. From the look on her face, you could tell she was enjoying every
second of it. It cut to the bedroom, with her and Jim lying side by
side. Again, every detail was on film. Jim fucking her, her fucking Jim,
it was all there! Next was Jim by himself. He was sitting in a chair,
naked, and his massive cock standing straight up! He slowly stroked his
cock as he talked. Holly couldn't take her eyes from the screen. She
didn't even blink!

He was saying, "I don't know what you have decided, but let me help you
make up your minds. I can sell these films to the porno shops and they
will be distributed all over the country. I can send copies to your
family and friends. I have their addresses from your job applications. I
can distribute individual pictures around your neighborhood. I can put
them on the porno sites of the computer. I can do all those things, and
there is no way you can prevent me. Or, Holly can become my white slut
and do everything I ask her. It is up to you. Even if you call the
police, the films and pictures will still be distributed. Holly, Paul
will do whatever you decide. He is a wimp! Remember how you felt with my
long black cock buried in your pussy. That's where it will be everyday.
You will be fucked more in a month, than you have been all your life.
You know you want my cock, and you also know Paul will never satisfy you
again. It shouldn't be a difficult decision. I have already fucked you.
It's not like I was getting a cherry. Paul has sucked my dick and loved
it! We are all friends and lovers. I have changed my mind about coming
there tomorrow. I think you and Paul should pack your clothes and move
in here with me. Later, you can put your house on the market and sell
it. You won't need it anymore. I think you should move in this
afternoon. I'll be expecting you about four, and you better be on time
or you know what the next step will be!"

"Let's have some breakfast, and start packing," Holly whispered. She was
already flushed and horny again. Looking at that monster between Jim's
legs had her soaking wet.


You mean, we are just going to give in?" demanded Paul.

"If you have any suggestions of what else we can do, tell me." Holly
snapped.

After thinking for a few minutes, Paul hung his head, and said,
"Nothing, I guess."

Promptly at four a young, muscular, black man opened the door. He must
have been in his late twenties and stood about six four. He took their
bags and they followed him inside. Paul and Holly looked at each other,
not knowing what to think. Jim came walking toward them, with a smile on
his face. This handsome young man is Bob. He is my cook, butler,
gardener, and whatever else I ask him to do. He had the day off
yesterday. I didn't mean to surprise you with him. Looking in Jim's
eyes, Paul knew he was lying. Jim gave him a wink.

After being settled in separate bedrooms, Paul and Holly joined Jim
downstairs.

Jim was explaining the living arrangements, "You have separate bedrooms,
because Holly and I will be using one. Paul, you won't join us, unless
you are invited. She may suck you, or you eat her pussy, but you will
not fuck her again. You will do nothing without my permission. Holly,
you will be here during the day with Bob. You will help him whenever he
asks. You will be available to fuck whenever I ask."

Holly spoke up, "I'm not on birth control and I absolutely refuse to get
pregnant. I do not want a black baby. Are you going to wear a condom? I
finished my period last Thursday, so I am safe for a few days. After
that, I will need protection. Will you go along with that?"

"What's wrong with black babies?" Jim said angrily. "Who do you think
you are, to sit here and tell me what you will and will not do? To keep
peace in our little group, Bob will go tomorrow and get a supply of
birth control pills. His sister happens to be a pharmacist. Will that
satisfy you?" Jim didn't mind agreeing, because he knew they would only
be placebos. After she was pregnant, let her complain. One thing was
certain; she was not going to get an abortion. Porno enthusiasts paid
big money to see a beautiful white woman fucking a giant black dick.
They paid even more, if she was pregnant. He was a very wealthy man, and
porno had done it for him. She would be the fifth woman he had bred in
the last five years. Every fuck session was filmed, and every film was
worth thousands. He could fuck every night and Bob would be fucking
every day. When the baby was due, he would transfer Paul to another
area. She could adopt the baby out, throw it in the river, he didn't
care. His group had businesses all over the country. One of them would
want this beautiful white bitch, to begin the process all over again.

After an all night fuck session, Holly wasn't able to get out of bed
Monday morning. As Jim left, he told her, "Bob is more than an employee,
he is also my friend. We share and share alike. You will do whatever he
asks. Do you understand?"

"What do you mean?" she mumbled, now wide-awake. Where's Paul?"

"You're not stupid. Just do what I said. Paul left already. He's an
employee, remember?"

When Holly finally got out of bed, she called and quit. Mrs. Maynard had
a smirk in her voice, when she said she understood. Holly took her
coffee to the terrace and there was Bob cleaning the pool. He was in the
pool and had no shirt on. She couldn't help but see his muscles ripple
as he used the leaf net.

Bob saw her and waved. He said, "I like getting in the pool because the
water is so cool and refreshing. I'll be out in a minute and we can have
coffee together. How about getting me a cup, and bring the doughnuts."

As Holly returned, he was leaving the pool. Oh My God!! He was naked!
What do I do? I'll pretend he has on swim trunks. I won't look at that
huge, black, glistening cock swinging between his legs. He is bigger
than Jim! My God, do all blacks have gigantic cocks? Holly sat down at
the table. Her mind was in an uproar. Jim had said for her to do
whatever Bob wanted. What if he wanted her to take that monster inside
her? He would rip her apart. She was still sore from the last two days.
Thank God, Jim had stretched her. What was she thinking! She was already
accepting the fact that she was going to fuck Bob! No! No!! She couldn't
have stooped so low as to fuck any black man with a large cock. But, she
had. She knew she would do whatever Jim asked.

Bob saw her looking with amazement at his cock. He thought it was funny.
Just wait till his baby making seed was spurting up inside her. She
would really be amazed in a couple of months! Bob said, "Did Jim tell
you anything this morning?"

"Yes, he said to do whatever you asked." She stammered.

"After we have our coffee, I want you to suck my black cock until my
seed fills your belly. I do not want you to waste a drop. You will
swallow all of it and then lick me clean. Do you understand?"

Holly turned pale when she heard this. She had sucked Paul a few times,
but he had not cum in her mouth. That was something filthy! Besides, how
could she ever get that into her mouth?

"I understand, but I don't like sucking a man. I think it is filthy and
perverted." Holly exclaimed. "Besides, that monster will never fit in my
mouth. It will choke me to death. Why don't you just fuck me and get it
over with?"

" Now, Now, don't get upset. You will be surprised what you can get into
your mouth, even down your throat." Bob explained. "If you only relax
and enjoy, it will be pleasurable for the both of us. I'll fuck you
afterwards, but first I want you to taste black cock. Believe me, your
husbands little white prick is nothing like this. You will come to love
black cum and suck every dick you can. Let's go inside to the sofa,
where we can be more comfortable."

Bob was thinking, what a stupid white bitch. Didn't she realize yet that
every room in the house was wired with motion sensitive video equipment?

Bob settled on the sofa in a half reclining position. His cock was
already sticking straight up. It looked like a large summer sausage. He
told Holly, "Get on your knees between my legs. Pretend your mouth is
your pussy. Fuck me with your mouth."

Holly bent down between his legs and grasped his dick with both hands.
When Holly touched it she began to shiver. It was so soft, yet so hard.
She felt it from its big black head down to his giant scrotum. It must
have been twelve or thirteen inches long. Holly grabbed his cock with
both hands and started stroking. It was so big she couldn't reach her
fingers all the way around it. What a monster, and how in the world is
it going to fit into my mouth, she thought. She tentatively stuck her
tongue to the tip of his dick. There was pre-cum already leaking from
the hole. She licked it into her mouth and tasted. She was surprised it
didn't have a bad taste at all. She kissed around the head and down the
sides. Holly opened her mouth as wide as she could and managed to get
the head in her mouth and maybe an inch more. She slowly let this small
part of the cock move in and out of her mouth in a fucking motion. Bob
grasped the back of Holly's head with his hands and jammed his cock in
her mouth as far as he could. Another 4 inches disappeared between her
lips. Her mouth was open wider than it had ever been before and the cock
head was deep in her throat making it very difficult to breath. Out of
instinct, Holly tried to get away, but she couldn't move her mouth from
Bob's cock, with him holding her in place.

Using his hands around Holly's head, along with his hip movements, Bob
began to slowly fuck her mouth. Very slowly, Holly's mouth started to
relax. This relaxation seemed to ease her discomfort so she relaxed some
more. With each stroke a bit more of Bob's cock disappeared between her
lips. After several seconds Holly learned to control her breathing by
taking her breaths between strokes. This really isn't so bad, she
thought. I can do this. Slowly at first, then, while still holding the
sides of her head, he began to pick up speed and strength. More and more
of Bob's cock disappeared into Holly's throat until he had about eight
inches in her mouth and going down her throat. No matter how hard he
pushed, no more would go down her throat. The only thing that really
saved Holly from total revulsion was, she was actually turned on by all
this. She had never been treated like this before. After what seemed
like an eternity, Bob slammed his cock all the way into her throat and
just stopped. This interrupted Holly's breathing rhythm and scared her.
She felt his cock start to pulsate at this base and she knew he was
Cumming. She couldn't taste his cum because the head of his dick was so
far in her throat. His cum was being deposited directly into her belly.
Bob relaxed his hands on her head and withdrew his cock from her throat
and mouth. Holly gasped for air, but her next reaction surprised her.
She licked and cleaned his still hard cock. By milking his dick with her
hand, she was able to still get enough cum to roll around her mouth and
really taste it. It was delicious! The taste was unlike anything she had
ever tasted, and was a taste she would come to crave.

Scooting back on the couch his huge cock stood straight up again. Holly
straddled him and let herself down over his penis. Her pussy juices were
dripping out of her and onto his huge cock.

She felt the big head of his cock pushing into her slit. It felt like
trying to put an apple into

herself. Suddenly her lips spread open and began to swallow his cock.
Her eyes grew wide as she felt herself filling with his huge black rod.
There was some discomfort, but no pain because she was so slick. She
could feel every throbbing vein on his dick. She began fucking up and
down, riding his pole like there would be no tomorrow. Up and down she
bounced taking all of him deeper and deeper. She could feel his shaft
clear up inside her belly. He

took her legs and put them up over his shoulders letting his cock
penetrate it's deepest. Holly ground herself down on him, loving this
new sensation. Never had she felt so alive. "OH FUCK ME!'' she yelled.
He lifted her ass up and then let her down, again burying his cock each
time. Holly had been Cumming every few seconds, but could feel the
grandfather of all cums building in her stomach. It was an overwhelming
sensation and she didn't know if she would survive! A woman wasn't meant
to experience such pleasure. It could burn out her brain!

OH GOD!!! HERE IT CUMS!! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! The head of his dick
was buried in her cervix. She could feel his seed filling her up. The
feeling was indescribable!!! MY GOD! SHE COULDN'T STAND ANYMORE! IT WAS
GOING TO KILL HER!!!

The next thing Holly remembered was waking up alone on her bed. She had
passed out again. Her pussy was still throbbing and tingling. She could
feel a large wet puddle underneath her butt. She knew she needed to
shower and clean herself, but it would have to wait. She couldn't move
if her life depended on it. She dozed back off and dreamed of having a
black baby.

A month passed and Holly was truly a white slut for black cock. Jim
fucked her nightly and Bob fucked her daily. She was on her back more
often than on her feet. Her pussy could easily take either one of them.
She had become an experienced cocksucker, and loved the taste of their
black sperm. Paul was there, but they seldom talked. She occasionally
had him lick her pussy after she had been thoroughly fucked. Paul did
whatever she asked, with no questions. Sometimes, he even sucked Jim or
Bob, and seemed to enjoy it. Jim said Paul was a cuckold, and had found
his position in life. She had been taking the birth control pills from
the first Monday after they had arrived. She missed her period the first
Month, but Bob's sister said that was normal when first taking the
pills. She didn't worry about it. She knew she was safe, and besides she
was fucked so often, she had no time to think of anything else but the
pleasure of servicing two huge cocks. Holly was always available and
couldn't seem to get enough of their big cocks buried in her not so
tight pussy.

When she missed her second month, she started to worry, but Bob's sister
was there to allay her fears. His sister told her that with the pills
and all the sex she was having, her system was trying to adjust to the
new lifestyle. Holly's stomach seemed to be queasy in the mornings, but
was told that was because of all the raw protein she had been drinking,
and was advised to cut back on so many blowjobs. There seemed to be a
rational explanation for any complaint Holly had, so she never thought
anymore about it. She certainly didn't think she was pregnant!

Jim was well satisfied with the money coming in from the films. Since he
had to splice two or more fuck sessions together, so the movie would be
at least an hour and a half long, his profit was cut. But, he still had
forty quality pornographic films. They were being bought on the Internet
and rented in the porno stores. Holly was one of his best sluts, yet.
She would be worth more when her pregnancy started showing. He still
couldn't understand why white men liked to see their pregnant women
fucked by a big black stud. It was inconceivable to him! He would have
loved to stick his big dick up her ass, but knew he couldn't. She had to
have at least one cherry hole, or he couldn't pass her on when he was
finished with her. He already had her sold to a Brother that loved white
ass, but not if it was stretched. He insisted on having a virgin
asshole, and paid extremely well for the privilege of getting her cherry
ass. Oh well, you can't have everything, Jim was thinking.

After the third month and no menstruation, Holly knew without a doubt
she was pregnant. There was nothing that could be said, and no way,
could she be convinced otherwise. Finally, Jim and Bob were sick of her
crying and bitching, and decided to tell her and her wimp husband how it
was and how it was going to be. No more hiding the truth! It was time to
lay it on the line and to Hell with both of them!


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Betrayed

By Richard

Thomas Jefferson Donnelson, long known as TJ, was the youngest son of a
West Virginia coal miner. His four brothers had already left for the
North and better jobs. He had graduated from High School last June and
there was no money for college. Digging for coal in a dark, wet hole was
not something to look forward to. Any kind of job above ground was
better than spending his life as his father and grandfather before him.

TJ's lifelong girlfriend had dropped out of school in her junior year
because of her Mother being ill. Her Mother had died a few months later.
Mary Lou had an older sister in Dayton, Ohio and had invited them to her
home, until they could get a job and their own place.

Even though they had been messing around for the last three years, Mary
Lou insisted they be married before leaving home and living together.
The wedding was taking place at her home and they would leave soon
after. Their parents had joined together to buy them an old car and give
five hundred dollars spending money. TJ and Mary were excited and sad at
the same time about leaving the mountains and the only home they had
ever known. Going to her sister's made everything easier.

Far to the North, Nancy was uttering quivering little gasps as Jesse
circled her breast with his tongue. She cried out in pleasure as he
pulled on each pink nipple with a gentle harshness. His hand was pressed
against the hardened roundness of her pubic mound. She murmured words of
endearment as his fingers entered her wetness and stroked her sensitive
clitoris. He swung his body over her and pressed his long, throbbing
organ into her thighs.

"Oh, God, God," Nancy cried out as her legs opened wider to accept him.
He slid forward, into the wetness of her, and immediately her pussy
contracted to grasp him tightly. With long, forceful strokes, he began
fucking her to orgasm. She moved with him, long legs wrapped around his
hips, drawing him deeper and deeper. Each was totally consumed with lust
and pleasure as their orgasms neared closer and closer.

He felt himself filling her completely as she gasped and cried out,
quivered and groaned, until her cries filled the room. He felt her
contractions tighten around him, her long legs straightening out as her
thighs scissored against his pulsing cock.

Her screams faded away, but her body continued to quiver beneath him.
Nancy fell back, her eyes growing soft as she gazed into his.

Nancy had decided after sex was the best time to tell him of the
impending visit of her younger sister. After he rolled off and lay
beside her, she took a deep breath and said, "Jesse, my sister, Mary
will arrive next week for a visit until she can find her own place."

"That's no problem. We already agreed to get her up here. You know
Leonard wants a young white girlfriend." Jesse replied. "You haven't
changed you mind about helping him seduce her, have you?"

"Well, that may be a problem. She is marrying her childhood sweetheart
and he will accompany her. This changes everything. I'm sorry! I didn't
know she was going to marry." Nancy whimpered.

"Problem, my ass! This changes nothing! You promised Leonard he would
have your sister, and by God, he's going to have her! No ignorant
hillbilly boy is going to stand in the way!" Jesse shouted.

Calming down, Jesse said. "Maybe this is better anyway. Leonard doesn't
want to marry her, just fuck her crazy. By fucking a married white wife,
he doesn't have to worry about getting her pregnant. That will be her
husband's problem. You're still going to help her get fucked by
Leonard's long, black cock. You hear me?"

Nancy hesitated before replying, "Okay, as long as it's her decision and
he doesn't force her. She just married and isn't going to look at
another man. They don't even know you are black. I still don't know
what's going to happen when they see you and find out we are living
together. Mountain people haven't caught up with the twentieth century yet."

"That will have to do, I guess. But, if she doesn't come around, their
asses are out of here. With me, you, and Leonard working together, she
doesn't stand a chance in Hell, anyway." Jesse exclaimed.

The day Mary and TJ were due, Jesse went to spend the evening and night
with Leonard. This would give Nancy time with her sister and a chance to
explain her living arrangements with the visitors. No prejudice shit
would be tolerated and they would accept him or get their asses out.
Nancy had the unwanted and difficult chore of making them understand the
situation.

Surprisingly, TJ was more understanding than Mary, but she slowly came
around to accept her sister was living and sleeping with a black man.
Their relatives would die if the knowledge ever got out in the hills.

TJ had driven all day and went to bed early because he was worn out.
Mary and Nancy set up talking of old times, but Jesse kept coming up in
the conversation. Finally, Mary couldn't help but ask, "Why? Why don't
you have a white boyfriend? Why black?"

Trying to explain, Nancy answered, "When I first arrived here, he was
the first person that was nice to me in the restaurant where I found a
job. Everybody snubbed me as an ignorant hillbilly. One thing led to
another, and I found myself in his apartment spending the night. I've
been here ever since."

"What about sex? How can you have sex with him?" Mary asked.

"That's the biggest reason I'm still here. You wouldn't believe how well
he can satisfy me. He can fuck twice a day, everyday, and with the
biggest cock you could ever imagine. I'll have him show it to you, if
you like."

"Nancy! My God! How can you say such things? What's happened in the last
two years? You call his penis a cock, and he will show it to me?" Mary
was in shock!

Oh, don't be such a prude. You're in the big city now, not in the hills.
Besides, you will see him for yourself tomorrow. You and TJ will have to
get used to Jesse walking around in his underwear. He's not much for
clothes while at home. Wait until you see his sexy BVDs and all that
meat swinging between his legs. Then, you'll understand what I'm talking
about."

Mary couldn't believe what she was hearing! "I think we made a mistake
coming here, but we don't have money to leave. As soon as possible, we
need to find our own place to live."

"Do what you like, but you know you and TJ are welcome. In the meantime,
accept Jesse as the owner of this apartment and treat him accordingly."
Nancy stated.

Mary and TJ were prepared when Jesse entered the next day. They saw a
tall, ebony, good looking man with shaved head and goatee. He seemed to
exude power and self-confidence.

On Jesse's part, he was looking at an average looking young man who was
nervous and unsure of himself. Nancy's sister was a fresh, innocent
beauty, unlike any he had seen since Nancy first walked into the
restaurant applying for employment. Jesse's personality soon had the
young couple comfortable and the first evening together went very well
indeed.

Trying to keep out of the way, Mary and TJ spent much of the time in
their room. In the evening, it was impossible not to hear Nancy and
Jesse making love, since Nancy was very vocal. Mary was kept in a high
state of arousal, but TJ was uncomfortable and nervous about making love
with only a wall between them and his sister-in-law. He licked her pussy
a few times until she orgasmed, but refused to fuck her because of the
squeaking bed.

Thank God, Nancy got Mary a job waiting tables at the same restaurant
she worked. Only a week later, TJ went to work as a carpenters helper.
He worked Monday thru Saturday, but the others worked week-ends and were
off during the week.

Jesse had kept himself fully dressed while at home and Mary had never
seen the so-called sexy BVDs, until the day she, Nancy, and he were home
alone. He came strolling into the kitchen and Mary almost fainted seeing
him with no shirt and only boxers. It was absolutely impossible not to
look at his crotch! She found herself staring at the imprint of his huge
cock swinging between his thighs. His BVDs were thin enough, she could
actually see it! My God! Now she knew why Nancy called it a cock! That
huge thing was so much larger than TJ's, there was no comparison. She
lowered her head before her stare and look of amazement was noticed.

Later that same day and for the first time, she met Leonard. It seemed
Leonard was Jesse's closest and best friend. Leonard was friendly,
always joking and smiling, and very easy to be comfortable with. He was
in his early twenties and not as tall as Jesse, but was muscular and
well built. If he hadn't been black, she would have said he was very
handsome and sexy. Still, he was their friend and she was expected to
accept him as hers also.

Construction was booming and TJ was working ten and twelve hours
everyday. When he came home, he showered, ate and slept till the next
morning. For Mary, waiting tables wasn't very strenuous and besides, she
was making excellent tips. Sometimes, Leonard came in twice a day,
always laughing and lifting her spirits. She had begun looking for him
and feeling somehow let down if he didn't show. Seeing Leonard at work
and having him come around on her off days, visiting Jesse, was
comforting and a little exciting.

Jesse was still running around the house half naked and she found
herself becoming more and more aroused. TJ was always too tired and
still uncomfortable living with another couple. She saved her money and
then TJ got his first paycheck, when disaster struck. Their car broke
down and TJ had no way to get to work! It took their savings for repair
and they couldn't rent their own apartment for another two weeks.

With Nancy lounging around in bra and panties, Jesse running around with
his huge cock showing, Mary was getting frustrated. Leonard seemed to be
getting more bold, too. No matter the situation, she always seemed to be
paired with Leonard. Sitting at the table or on the sofa, he was always
slightly touching her on some part of her body. It was nothing she could
object to, and actually enjoyed the attention, as long as he didn't go
too far.

Unknown to Mary, the three conspirators had contrived to speed up events
before she and TJ moved in a few weeks. Nancy thought a heart to heart
conversation with her young sister would help. Jesse was of the opinion,
him and Nancy actually having sex where Mary could see them was the
ticket. For Leonard, he believed accidentally exposing his hard cock, so
Mary could see what she was missing was the way to go. It was decided to
try all three ideas.

That evening after TJ had went to bed and Jesse was strangely absent,
Nancy and Mary were having a cup of coffee and Nancy was saying,
"Haven't you noticed the number of white women coming into the
restaurant with black men? Almost everyone of them is married, but their
black boyfriend is giving them something they can't get at home. Why
shouldn't a woman get satisfaction wherever she can find it? It's not
the woman's fault if her husband is a little dicked wimp. Besides, what
he doesn't know, doesn't hurt him, but what he doesn't know, sure can
make his wife happy. If she is happy and sexually satisfied, their
marriage is that much better. I'm saying this because I have been
watching Leonard and you together. He has been captivated by your beauty
and innocence. Haven't you seen it in his eyes whenever he looks at you?"

"I know he has been around almost everyday, but I thought he was just
being friendly. Sometimes, a little too friendly, but not in love with
me, or want to take me to bed. I'm married and my wedding vows mean
something to me! I don't want to be unfaithful to TJ. We've been in love
since grade school. You're my sister. Why are you talking this way?"
Mary exclaimed.

"You don't have to be in love with him to get the fucking of your young
life. I know what you're missing, and I just want you to be as happy as
I am. Someday, I will get married and probably to a white guy, but I'll
always have my black lover on the side. Once you experience what I'm
saying, you'll never give it up. I don't want to break up your marriage,
but, make it so much better.

Mary had trouble sleeping from thinking about what her sister had said.

The next morning, TJ had went to work, and again Mary and Nancy were at
the kitchen table drinking coffee. Mary was facing the doorway when
Jesse walked into the room. He had a huge erection sticking out of the
opening in his boxers! My God! It must be a foot long! Mary's mouth fell
open as she gasped in surprise and shock.

"Oops! I thought you were still in bed. I'm sorry for shocking you."
Jesse said.

Nancy laughed and hung a dish towel over his monster before he sat down
next to Mary and across from Nancy. "That's something you have to get
used to. He's always got a hard-on early in the morning. Remember what
we talked of last night? You want to be really naughty this morning?
Reach over and feel the softness and how it's hard at the same time.
It's amazing something so firm can feel so soft and silky."

Again, Mary was stunned and speechless! She was having trouble
understanding what her sister meant and why she could make such a vulgar
statement. Did she actually expect her to feel that...that cock? Mary
started to rise, but Jesse was holding her chair and prevented her.
Relaxing again, she put her hands under the table to prevent them seeing
her shaking fingers. Mary was scared of what was happening around her
and terrified of what she was feeling. Was it possible to have feelings
of revulsion and excitement at the same time?

Mary felt Jesse take her hand into his and he gently squeezed her
fingers. Mary knew what was happening but seemed paralyzed to prevent
it. Slowly, he moved her hand closer to his throbbing cock until she
could feel her fingers pressed against its smooth side. It seemed so
unreal, for Jesse was laughing and talking to Nancy as if nothing was
going on under the table. Meantime, her fingers were covered by his
hand, as they were moved up and down. It was a moment before she
realized he was not longer controlling her hand. When she tried, she
could just barely touch her fingers together. Gently, feeling the
pulsing cock from top to bottom, she reluctantly turned loose and
removed her hand. Neither of the others even glanced at her, or seemed
aware of what had happened.

Later that morning, Leonard showed up with a bottle of wine. Mary had
never drank alcohol before and after two small glasses was kind of
tipsy. Nancy and Jesse were dancing to some slow music and grinding
their pelvis into each other. Leonard lifted Mary off the sofa and held
her closely while he danced her around the room. She thought he was
holding her tighter than necessary and was positive she could feel his
manhood against her lower stomach. Before the music stopped, she knew it
had definitely grown to monstrous proportions. Collapsing on the sofa,
Leonard put his arm around Mary's shoulders. Laying her head back, she
glanced down at his crotch. The front of his pants were tented out and
she could swear the head of his dick was visible at the waistband of his
trousers. She closed her eyes again and as soon as she did so, Leonard
unzipped his pants, releasing his mighty fuck stick into the cool air.

Hearing Nancy groan brought Mary back to reality and her eyes snapped
open. She could see Jesse and her sister without moving her head. What
she saw brought a gasp of surprise and horror! Nancy was lowering
herself onto his massively long cock, making little cooing whimpers of
pleasure.

The next thing Mary was aware of, was the long, throbbing cock jutting
from between Leonard's legs. He was as large or larger than Jesse! It
looked like a phone pole, slightly tilted toward his belly.

Leonard's hand over her shoulder gently cupped her breast, as his other
took one of hers and brought it to his cock. At first, she made a fist,
but relaxed, and slowly stroked his pulsing monster.

Mary was mesmerized by the look and feel of what was happening. She
could hear and see Nancy bouncing up and down, as her groans became
louder. Mary could feel Leonard pinching her nipple and the currents of
pleasure shooting toward her pussy. She knew she was soaking wet and
would probably leave spots on the sofa. The contrast of her white hand
on his dark cock was exciting, and she wondered if she could make him
cum. For some reason, she wanted to see him shoot his seed into the air.
Maybe, to see if it was the same as her husbands.

The thought of her husband brought her to her senses. She turned loose
of his glorious cock, jumped up and staggered to her room, shutting the
door behind her. She lay on the bed crying from shame and yes, also,
from disappointment. She desperately wanted to feel Leonard inside her.
She wanted to experience what her dear sister had everyday, but the
thought of being unfaithful to her husband was tearing her apart. She
finally fell asleep, and awoke just before TJ came home.

Leonard had left, Nancy and Jesse acted as if nothing had ever happened.
Mary went to bed with TJ, hoping he wouldn't be too tired to give her
what she so desperately needed. Her desires were not to be satisfied
this night. After a few words of endearment, he rolled over and was
snoring in a matter of minutes. Mary got out of bed and went to watch TV
with the others. There was a look of sorrow in the eyes of Nancy.

"Tomorrow, I won't run away." Mary quietly said to her sister. Nancy
looked at her and smiled with love and understanding. Mary slept
peacefully for the first time in two weeks.

The following morning, Leonard was knocking at the door before TJ had
time to get around the corner. It was almost as if someone had told him
today was his day. Stranger still, Nancy and Jesse were dressed to leave
when Leonard entered.

"We forgot to tell you, today we have to go in for inventory and won't
be home till late." Nancy said, as they waved and went out the door.

Sitting closely on the sofa, Leonard put his arm around Mary and told
her, "I'm sorry about yesterday. Please forgive me. I'm not usually that
forward, but you can't realize how much I want you. I've wanted you
since you sent that photo to Nancy a year ago. I don't mean to break up
your marriage, or hurt you in anyway. I wish we had met before you
married, but it was not meant to be. Can I have you for just a little
while? I know you love your husband, but isn't there enough love to
share with me?"

"Yes! Oh yes! There's enough love for you and him." Mary whispered. "I
want you, too. I need to experience the feel of your body on mine. My
deepest desire is to have you fully inside me. Please, make me truly a
woman!"

Leonard lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed she shared
with her husband. This was to be their wedding bed and the beginning of
a long and fruitful relationship.

Setting Mary on the edge of the bed, Leonard reached behind her and
unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her small, firm breasts
were capped by nipples resembling ripe berries. Before anything else, he
removed his shirt and and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall also.
Not wearing underwear, his ten inch cock was already hard and throbbing.
It was so close to her face, she had to pull back to get a better view.
It had thick veins down the sides and an even thicker mushroom cock
head. The skin was smooth, jet black, and looked to be carved from black
granite.

Mary reached up and grasped the shaft, knowing it was as hard as it
looked. He rubbed her sensitive nipples between his fingers and she
moaned with pleasure. She lost contact with her hearts desire when he
lay her back and removed her skirt and panties in one swift move. For
the first time in her life, she was completely naked with a man other
than her husband.

Replacing his hands on her tits with his mouth, he licked and sucked her
hard nipples. His hands simultaneously explored her body, especially the
neatly trimmed bush between her legs. Very soon, Mary was moaning and
writhing from his touch.

"I'm sorry, but I've waited so long for this moment. I must fuck you
now! Leonard groaned huskily.

She opened her legs wide for her new black lover, as Leonard knelt
between her legs and rubbed his ten inch cock up and down her swollen
and dripping pussy lips.

"Are you ready?"

"Oh God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Leonard smiled and pressed the head against her pussy lips. Mary
strained her hips upward and with a pop, the head was in. Slowly he
pushed in and out until it was about halfway inside. Mary's juices made
it easier and there was very little pain. She could feel every ridged
vein on the sides. When he finally hit bottom, Mary had her first cum.
As he fucked faster, her pussy made obscene slurping sounds, and she was
having an almost continuous orgasm.

Leonard had never had a tighter pussy than this. Her pussy fit him like
a tight leather glove. He knew no other fuck would ever be as great as
this first one.

Mary thought the pleasure would kill her. She was twisting and turning,
humping against his thrusting, and the next moment trying to get away.
She couldn't help herself any longer. She screamed how much she loved
his big black cock!

His long black hose was going like a jackhammer as he pounded into her
dripping pussy. He could feel his potent baby making seed rushing toward
the exit and into the entrance of her cervix. "I'm going to cum!"
Leonard exclaimed!

"No! Don't cum inside me! TJ always pulls out. We can't afford to have a
baby!" Mary cried.

Leonard was too far gone to listen and with a powerful thrust pressed
his cock head against her widening cervix. His entire body contracted
with the most powerful orgasm of his life. The knowledge that Mary
belonged to a white man and was now his was the most exciting thing he
had ever experienced. The fact she might get pregnant only heightened
the experience.

Mary made an attempt at pushing Leonard off, but his contractions as he
pumped load after load of sperm into her cervix brought another orgasm.
Her legs wrapped tightly around his ass, pulling him deeper into her
womb. Over and over, Leonard thrust and pumped his mighty load deep into
her body. Mary was beyond caring whether she got pregnant, or not.

Later, after showering, Leonard fucked her again and again after that.
Never did she think of refusing to let him empty his balls deep within
her. She couldn't seem to get enough of his seed. Never again could she
say she was virginal. Her pussy was a gaping hole, ruined for anything
smaller than a huge black cock. Being young, it would revert to its
original size, but only if it wasn't filled beyond capacity day after day.

The next morning, her pussy was swollen and raw. Even her panties hurt
her tender bottom. She knew people must have thought she was walking
funny. That very afternoon, Leonard was waiting for her to get home.
They would be taking a chance doing anything when TJ would be coming
home in a couple of hours. Still, she couldn't refuse her black lover.

Entering her bedroom, Mary told him, "Lay back and let me take care of
you this time. My pussy is too tender to touch."

Leonard, stripping off his clothes, lay back on the bed completely
naked. Even soft, his jet black cock was over six inches in length. It's
girth made it look larger from the veins pulsing on either side.

She slowly reached forward, placing the tip of her index finger on the
soft tip. Mary began tracing around the circumference of the head with
her fingers, as it began to throb and grow under her ministrations. The
head was flaring out and beginning to look like a giant black mushroom.
She was still in shock at the size of this mighty cock. Sliding her hand
just behind the head, then along the shaft, she marveled at the veins
and the smooth feeling of this monster cock.

Her breathing was coming in rapid bursts and she could feel her face
becoming flushed. She knew she was totally in love with this cock that
gave her so much pleasure. She couldn't wait any longer, she had to kiss
and suck her love.

Bending her head closer and closer to the flared head, she could see the
pre-cum leaking from the pencil sized hole. Flicking out her tongue, she
savored the salty taste. Each time she licked it off, more took it's place.

Running her tongue around the head, she wondered if she would be able to
get it into her mouth. She decided to try and engulf the head first and
see what happened. Trying to cover her teeth with her lips, she opened
wide and felt the mushroom head enter her mouth. Her tongue was pressed
down and she couldn't move it. Pulling back, she would lick around the
head, then plunge her head deeper onto his dick. Using this method, she
was able to get more and more into her mouth cavity, until it was
hitting the back of her throat. She knew it was much too big to go any
farther.

Leonard was leaking more and more, until it was a steady stream. She
kept swallowing the slightly salty, bitter liquid. She pressed her lips
harder and harder on the shaft, as she went faster and faster. Leonard
began to groan and arch his hips upward, as he felt his seed racing
along his cock. He plunged deeper than she expected and shot his first
mighty stream of cum directly down her throat. Before she could react,
he had shot two more loads into the same place. She caught her breath
just before he filled her mouth with another load of his powerful sperm.
Swallowing as fast as she could, some still ran around her lips and down
his shaft. He seemed to cum forever, but finally slowed and gave her
time to clean every drop that had escaped her hungry mouth.

She looked lovingly at the giant black penis, still partially erect, and
thought what a thrill it had been to satisfy her lover. She wanted more
and more, but knew there was no time today. With one last loving flick
of her tongue around the head, she released him until the next time.

Mary and Nancy were quietly having a serious conversation about Mary's
future actions. Nancy was saying. "You keep saying you love TJ, but you
can't give up Leonard's cock. Until you get caught, you can have both.
If you get pregnant, have an abortion. I've had two already and can show
you where to go. Leonard is not the marrying kind, anyway. Marriage
would mess up his business."

"I don't intend on getting a divorce unless I have to, but what do you
mean Leonard's business?" Asked Mary.

"Hasn't he told you where he gets all his money and never seems to
work?" Nancy answered.

"Quit beating about he bush and tell me what in Hell you're talking
about." Mary snapped.

"I don't really know, but I think he's dealing drugs. I know for a fact,
he has about ten white wives prostituting for him. Don't look at me like
that! You don't have to get involved with that, unless you want to. It's
your choice! I couldn't tell you before. If I had, Jesse would have
kicked me out with nothing!" Nancy tried explaining. "Right now, Leonard
is in love with your body, but later, he's going to ask you for just one
little favor. Maybe, he will want another man to join you in a
threesome, or, just one time, have sex with a friend of his. After you
agree one time, you're lost forever. Your future depends on how bad you
want his long cock buried deep inside your pussy."

"What will I do? I just found him and can't give him up, yet!" Mary
wailed. "I don't think I love him, but I love his cock and the way it
makes me feel like a complete woman. I think I would do anything, as
long as he fucked me, even prostitute for him."

"If you feel that way, you won't have to worry about having black cock,
you'll have as much as you want." Nancy laughed. "Next week, you and TJ
will find an apartment. You can bet, Leonard will be there as soon as TJ
leaves for work. By the time Leonard is ready to put you to work, your
pussy will be ready to accept any size cock. Believe me, many are larger
than Leonard and Jesse. I don't know whether to envy or feel sorry for
you. But, Good Luck!"








































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