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Take My Wife

My wife, Susan, is a great lady. Almost 40 years old, she is gorgeous in
face and body. I love her hairy pussy, which she maintains very bushy
for appearance and my dining pleasure. Her bleached blonde hair is
beautiful. I lick and suck her sweet pussy nearly every day, and fuck
her almost as often. She loves my cock, both in her mouth and in her
pussy. We have a very loving marriage.

We have occasionally delved into swapping, and she enjoyed another man's
cock, but made sure I understood she was mine and mine alone. We have no
children, so entertaining these fuck parties is no big deal.

A while back, as we were cuddling after a great sex session, she said
she wanted to ask me something.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well, we have always enjoyed each other, and once in a while others,
and you have encouraged me to make love to other women. I want you to
know how much I have enjoyed all our activities, with others, but
especially alone together! You please me as no one else ever has, and I
am yours exclusively for ever."

I sensed this question was important to her. "Where is this leading?" I
inquired.

She squeezed my body and kissed me passionately. "Well, you have
provided me with every opportunity to experience the wealth of sexual
adventure, save for one!"

"And just what might that be?'

She cuddled even closer, gave me her winning smile, and, looking into my
eyes said, "I would love, just one time, never again, to fuck a black
man! I have always wondered if there was really any difference between a
black cock and a white one. Could you allow me this one little foray
into interracial fucking? Please?"

I was a bit surprised at her request, because she had never before
mentioned any interest in blacks. I thought a bit, and wondered if I
could stand the thought of her being ravaged by a black man.


	

I looked at her and asked, "Would I be allowed to be a part of your
little playing? I would love to watch this. You have never fucked
another man in my absence, and I wouldn't want to start that now!"

She looked at me in surprise. "Oh god Honey, of course. I demand you be
there, that is if you can stand the vision of me fucking black! Are you
concerned about me going black and not coming back, as the old saw goes?"

"Well, yeah, that IS why I debated when you asked. I could never stand
to lose you; you are my whole life, my one and only love!"

She caressed my balls and whispered in my ear, "Never will I desert you,
my darling husband and lover. If you have any qualms about this, just
say so, and I'll never again mention it. And, I won't sneak off,
either!" She kissed my lips softly, and caressed my lower belly.

"Thanks for that, Sweet One!" I replied. "Tell you what, let's take a
little time to research this, get some information, then make a decision
based on that."

"Mm?..", she sighed. "No wonder I love you so much! Let's sleep on it!"

We slept cuddled and soundly that night. The next day, neither of us
made a mention of it before we went to work.

At work, I got to talking with Eddy, a married man who had intimated
that he and his wife had done a bit of swinging. I asked him if they
still did it.

"Well, not as much as we used to. Now, it's mostly friends who have been
sex partners with us in the past, although last month Tricia talked me
into letting her bring home a college guy from work!"

"And how was that?" I asked.

"Great! She needed just one date to get it out of her system! He had a
great cock; I could have taken it on! She was almost overwhelmed when he
fucked her four times in a little over an hour! And he stayed hard the
whole time! She sucked his cock and got his fifth shot!"

"Were you there?"

"Of course! We have a standing rule; no fucking others unless both are
present. And we have had some really tremendous times! May I ask why you
are interested?"

"Well, last night Susan mentioned she would like to try a black man just
one time, to satisfy her curiosity. I had reservations, and we haven't
made a decision yet. Have you and Tricia tried a black man?"

He smiled. "Oh yes! Tricia made the same request about five years ago.
We talked it out, then I brought home a guy from the gym."

"How did it go?" I asked.

"Great! This guy was a real gentleman. He asked my wife about every act
before they started it; treated her like the wonderful woman she is! She
talked about it for months. I even taped it, and she loves to show it to
close friends, especially before we start a swinging session!"

"Uh, sorry if I offend you, but did you join in?"

Eddy laughed. "Sure did! First he asked me if I wanted to kiss my wife
and suck her nips while he ate her pussy! I did, and she really got off
on it! After he fucked my wife the first time, and filled her pussy with
his cum, he asked if I would like to suck him. I have had a number of
man-on-man encounters while swinging, and always enjoyed it. Tricia was
all for it; she loves to watch me suck a cock. So, I had him sit on the
bed and I knelt between his legs. Now, his cock was not huge, maybe
eight inches compared to my seven, but quite thick. This pleased Tricia
no end, as she had never been fucked by that much cock. Anyway, I kissed
and licked it, licked and kissed his balls, then began sucking it. I
consider myself a rather good cock sucker, and he seemed to agree. I
must have sucked him for over a half-hour, while my wife kissed him and
sucked his nipples. Finally, he grabbed my head and fucked deeply into
my throat and unleashed an unbelievable amount of his juice. I was
rocked; I sat back and masturbated while he ate Tricia?s pussy, bringing
her to her fifth or sixth climax!"

"He fucked her a total of four times that night, every time thrilling
her to ever-greater heights. She was barely conscious when he dismounted
the last time! But then, she shocked me even more! She asked if I would
let her watch him fuck me! I was amazed! I have been ass-fucked many
times, and always enjoy it. Now, my little wife wanted to experience me
taking my first black cock up my ass!"

"What did you do?" I asked breathlessly.

"Well, of course, I lay back, raised my legs, and invited him to sink
that black beauty into my asshole. He did, and I thought I would come
apart! That was also the biggest one I had taken, like Tricia and it was
some experience! He was gentle, as he had been with her. He kissed me
deeply, and made me feel very special to him. We even declared we loved
the other, a fact that made Tricia laugh!"

"Was that it?"

"Well, not quite. As a last hurrah, Tricia knelt before him and sucked
his big black cock one last time. I felt I should do something to let
him know just how much I enjoyed his loving."

"What did you do?"

"I went behind him, knelt, took his ass cheeks in my hands and spread
them. I licked his ass crack, wetting him thoroughly. Then, I shoved my
face into his ass and licked his asshole until he came in my wife's mouth!"

"Fucking shit, that is so hot! Damn, you have just about convinced me to
go along with Susan. Sounds like a ball!"

"Just take care getting the right guy. It can be a great experience if
done right!" He squeezed my hard cock and smiled.

"Maybe you and that beautiful wife would like to swap sometime!"

"Maybe so!" I responded.

That night, I couldn't wait to relate his story to Susan. I told her in
great detail, much to her amazement. She had raised her skirt, removed
her panties, and was finger fucking her pussy as I spoke. She came,
furiously, just before I was done.

We hugged, and she said, "I take it you are in favor, then!"

"God, yes!" I said as we hugged. "It sounds so hot!"

"Good, then I want you to chose the man! I trust you thoroughly!" We had
a very hot sex session that night.

I didn?t undertake the search with a lot of gusto; I was in favor, but
really wanted this to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience for my
beautiful wife. I cautiously asked around, giving no hint of my purpose.
Susan said nothing; she gave me complete charge of finding her lover.

Out of the blue a candidate showed up. My boss had a small business on
the side. Another franchisee was coming to town for a regional meeting.
My boss, in a conversation, mentioned that his friend was a black fellow
who had made a great success of him self. He told me several glowing
things of his character and personality. As luck would have it, he,
Anthony, came into the office to meet with my boss. I was asked to take
him to lunch. He was a great conversationalist; we talked for almost two
hours over lunch. I found he was married, two children. He casually
mentioned he would be returning to our town in about a month for another
meeting. I smiled, and asked him if he and his wife ever sought sex
outside their marriage. He, too, smiled and went on to say they had met
some other people to have sex with their own spouse, then had swapped a
few times with close friends. He said it was too bad he lived so far;
his wife could not get away to make a trip.


I told him of my great marriage, and that we, too, had swapped a few
times. I went on to explain my wife's desire to "taste" a black man. He
seemed interested.

"Do you have a picture?" he asked. I produced one of Susan in a tasteful
short skirt and blouse. He grinned.

"Damned, she is one great lady! I would be very interested in meeting
her. Will you be there?"

"Oh yes! I never let her swing without me!"

"Good!" he smiled. "I never want to come between a couple. Just what is
your wife interested in?"

"Just a one-time experience; she wants to get her taste, then never
experience it again! By the way, this is how you will see her later!" I
produced a picture of my wife totally nude, reclining on the bed,
supported by her elbows. Her beautiful smile was the cap on her lithe
body, small but great tits, flat stomach, long legs, and the cutest,
hairiest pussy mound ever.

Anthony whistled softly, and looked at me in great surprise. "Damn, man,
she is something! I can't wait to get with you two for a hot threesome.
Are we on?"

"If Susan agrees, I'll call. Do you have a picture?"

"Not with me; I'll email one to your home, both clothed and nude, just
like Susan's."

"Would you like to speak to her now? I know she will get a kick out of it!"

"Certainly!"

I dialed my home phone; Susan answered quickly.

"Hi Honey! I am lunching with a fellow who just might fill your
requirements! Want to speak to him? This is Anthony."

"Sure, Sweaty!"

I handed the phone to him.

"Hi" he said. A pause, then, "Yes, glad to speak to you, too." Then, "I
am sending a couple of photos to Jeff tomorrow. I must say I was blown
away by your pictures, especially the one on the bed!" They chatted
briefly, then hung up. "Tell your wife I am looking forward to this. I
hope she selects me!"

That night, Susan was quite excited. She made me tell her every word of
our conversation, describe him in detail, and give my impression. Of
course, I was complimentary. She was anxious to see his picture.

The next evening, she met me at the door, telling me she had booted the
computer, but had not looked at the email. We immediately went to the
den. I sat and opened the email. There was a message from Anthony, with
four attachments. His message was very polite, and ending by hoping my
wife would find him worthy.

"Hurry, Honey!" she breathed. "Open his pictures!" I smiled at her
impatience. The first photo was of him in slacks and a golf shirt. Susan
smiled. "Nice looking! You have good tastes, my dear!"

The second was a fully nude, taken from the right quarter. He was
somewhat, but not overly, muscular. One could tell he worked out. His
Pecs and abs were well defined, as were his legs. But what caught
Susan's eye was the fully erect cock protruding from his crotch. It was
not the foot-long of rumor, but a bit more than my seven and a half, and
a bit thicker. Both it and his generous sac were quite dark, very black,
in fact. His skin tone was dark brown. I looked at Susan's face. She was
staring at the photo with mouth open, obviously in deep thought.

"Okay!" I stated. "What is the verdict? Is he good enough? Not? So good
you might run off with him?"

She kissed me smartly on the lips, and looked again at the photo. "He is
good; I am very interested in meeting him. I think you and I will enjoy
him."

She again looked into my face. "I want you to take part, actively. I
want this to be OUR show, not mine. Please remember my promise; this
date will have no negative effect on our marriage. I love you so much,
and can hardly tell you how I appreciate you being so sensitive to my
desires!"

I kissed her back. "I take it I should reply to the affirmative, that we
will expect him the 20th of next month for a night with us."

"Yes, Darling Husband, please bring him to me, and let me have a black
cock for just once in my life!"

"Open the other two pictures, please!" she asked. I did. They were of
Anthony and his wife. Again, the first was clothed. The second, of
course, was nude. They were a damn fine looking couple, two really nice
bodies.

"Mm?!" Susan said. "Both look good enough to eat! Maybe we should look
for a black couple for our next swing! And you know?"

"What?" I asked.

"His cock looks great even soft!" I chuckled.

"You may not see it in that condition. He acts very hot for you! I
predict he is going to fuck your little pussy quite well, My Love!

"Good!"

I returned to the computer and hit 'Reply'. Susan watched me tell
Anthony that she was very impressed with him, and welcomed him to our
bed. She had a big smile when I hit 'Send'.

The next month was busy for us. I had a big project at work, and Susan's
Real Estate job was hopping. Our sex was especially enjoyable; the
promise of Anthony was on our minds.

On the 15th, I again emailed Anthony. He replied with details of his
schedule, and it appeared the Thursday of that week, the 21st, was good.
He invited us to dinner, his treat, so he and Susan could get
acquainted. Susan was obviously excited, but made sure to temper it with
attention to me, assuring me I was definitely her man. She made sure I
knew this was just a chance to broaden her experience. Have I mentioned
she is a one-in-a-million partner?

On the 21st, we dressed for dinner. Susan wore my favorite black dress,
mid-thigh, some cleavage, a hint of her sexuality. She donned her
favorite necklace, black thigh-highs, and black heels, and we were off.

We met Anthony at the most expensive restaurant in town, his choice. I
introduced them, and Susan took his proffered arm, but also mine, so we
walked to our table three-abreast. The meal was a knockout. We enjoyed
great conversation. The two of them discussed many subjects, each
getting the measure of the other. I was so proud of my wife; beautiful,
sexy, intelligent.

After the meal, Anthony looked at me. "I have to say, Jeff, I am both
impressed and anxious to join the two of you. And you, Susan, are the
epitome of womanhood for me. My wife would be jealous to see how smitten
I am!" We laughed, then Anthony paid the check, and we departed.

We drove home in our car; I was to bring him back to his in the morning.
Susan sat in back, Anthony in front with me.


I told him, "I'm surprised you didn't ask to sit in back with Susan! You
know, a little pre-action!"

"No!" he smiled. "I want our date to start and end in your house. I have
waited a month for this, I can stand a few more minutes!"

I pulled into the drive. Susan was on the same side of the car as
Anthony, so he opened her door and helped her out. They walked to the
door with an arm about each other, but my wife made sure I was in the
same position on the other side.

We sat in the den, and I offered brandy. All agreed, so we sipped and
made our plans.

"Anthony," I began, "Since you are the guest, how would you like to
start this?"

He smiled, "I would like to disrobe in another room, then we three meet
in your bed room. Acceptable?" It certainly was!

Susan and I removed our clothes in the bedroom, Anthony in the guestroom
nearby.

"Ready?" he called. I answered affirmatively. He walked into the room
with his cock at full attention, as was mine. Susan had two men ready
for action! She stared at his body, especially his beautiful black cock,
already fully erect. It bounced as he walked into the room.

Susan took my hand and approached him. They kissed softly, touching each
other. Susan was still holding my hand as she viewed his cock. Anthony
fondled her breast, massaging the nipple. My cock twitched seeing her so
turned on.

"May I touch your cock, kind sir?" she asked demurely.

He laughed. "Of course, that's what we're here for!"

She reached out with fingertips and stroked them along the length. Then,
she wrapped her small hand around it and slowly stroked it. Her hand, so
lightly tan, looked so hot against his dark skin. I couldn't wait so see
him atop her diminutive frame!

"What do you think?" he asked.

She responded, "Very nice. I have often wondered how a black man's cock
would feel. It is a bit different than Jeff's, and I am impressed by
your size and color, but, sorry, I won't trade his!"

Anthony laughed and squeezed her ass cheek. "I know I'm not here for
competition. I'm very pleased to be a subject of your desire, and share
your need to make this a simple evening. I do think we three are going
to have a great time! Now, My Sweet One, what do you desire?"

She thought a moment, looked at me, then told him, "I guess I would like
some romance. Jeff can tell you how some cuddling and kissing, along
with fondling, make me wet and ready!" She then lie on the bed and
waited. Anthony joined on her left.

She looked at me. "Okay, Buddy, your side is open! Remember, this is
going to be a three-way, so you better get in on the romance, too!" Her
smile would have lit a city. We all reclined, and she put an arm around
each of us. I got the first kiss, a deep, wet smacker that left no
question who was her 'real' man. She then turned to Anthony and gave him
a more sedate kiss, with tongue, I noticed. His pink tongue dueled with
hers, and his hand went to her near breast. He caressed it, squeezed it,
then leaned in to suck the nipple lightly.

"Mm?." Susan moaned. I bent to kiss her neck, where I knew she loved it
the most. 'Here I am,' I thought, 'Warming up my wife to fuck another
man!' That was just a passing thought; I knew why we were there.

Susan removed her arms from under our necks and reached for two hard
cocks. She squeezed me, and I am sure him, too.

"God, here I am with two hard cocks. I just might get a good fucking
tonight!"

"Several!" Anthony grinned. "I'm sure your husband is going to get his
share!"

"You bet he is!" she declared, kissing me again.

Anthony kissed her cheek. "What if I just casually kiss my way down your
body to see if there is a pussy in that black forest?"

"There is, and it's waiting for a hot kissing, licking, sucking session!
You guys are here for my pleasure, so get cracking, studs!"

Anthony began what he promised, kissing her ribcage and flat belly, and
roving his large tongue around in her navel. His kisses were wet and
noisy, and she responded well. I watched him run his nose through her
dense forest, inhaling her aroma. He moaned and rubbed her inner thighs.
He moved to kiss her there, making popping sounds as the soft flesh left
his mouth. He then ran his tongue up her slit. She sighed. He then
opened her pussy petals with his fingers and sucked her clit.

She jerked and exclaimed "Oh god, Anthony, that is wonderful! Tongue
fuck my pussy hole, Honey. Make me squirm!"

He did; she did. She grabbed my chin and turned my face to hers. "Get
over here and kiss your loving wife. I'm being ravaged by my first black
fuck, and I need you to get into it!"

We kissed wetly and passionately, making our lower mouths run with
saliva. I could tell she was getting hornier by the minute; her nipples
were rocks, her breath was coming in short gasps, and she grabbed my
cock as if to squeeze it off.

Anthony was sucking and lapping her juices. He raised up a moment.
"Damn, this is the wettest pussy I've ever eaten. And it tastes best, too!"

When he returned to sucking her clit, Susan began her trip to Nirvana.
Her eyes became glassy, she stuttered some words, then arched her back
and screamed in release. Her hands went to his head, and she mashed his
face into her aching, throbbing pussy.

As she came down, she mumbled, "Oh fuck, Oh god, Oh shit! That was so
damned good! Thank you, Anthony, and you too, Hubby!"

Anthony stayed in her pussy, kissing and softly nibbling her lips. I
kissed her cheeks and nose, and murmured loving words. She opened her
eyes and smiled.

"Wow! That was a real trip! It'll take me a bit to revive, Guys, you
almost blew my gaskets!"

Anthony slid up to her face, kissing her. "What now, My Love? What sort
of dirty acts do you desire?"

She kissed him back, holding his face in her hands. "Now, Lover, I
expect you to mount this mare and give her a real stallion loving,
fucking, screwing! Jeff gets seconds; I want him to fuck me in your cum!
Then, I want a nice sixty nine with you, then a little dip with you both!"

Anthony looked at me. "Damn, Jeff, that's a full plate. Is that all okay
with you?"

I smiled. "This is Susan's show. Whatever she wants, she gets, as long
as there is no blood!"

He climbed atop my wife's luscious body and they kissed again, with much
tongue and sucking. She gripped his cock and rubbed the head along her
dripping slit. They both groaned. She then lined it with her fuck hole
and inserted the head.

"Oh fuck, Baby, I need that ebony cock all the way in!"

He slid down as she arched her ass up, and he sank to the hilt. She
screamed, scratching his back. He pulled back slowly, then moved in. Now
he began fucking at a faster pace, making her body bounce and her tits
move up and down. They were both grunting and gasping, their hands
gripping the other painfully.

"God dam, Anthony, you fucker, you're making me so hot. God, fuck me,
Baby. I want to cum so bad! Make me cum on your black cock! Pound that
pussy, dam it, you're here to fuck me, make it happen! Uh, uh, shit,
god, so good, so wonderful, you fuck so good!"


	

I watched and listened, wondering if she was getting TOO excited; my
jealousy was stirring. She had never responded so wildly to another
man's fucking. Would she still be satisfied with me? I wondered.

"FUCK ME!" She screamed, "Fuck my whore pussy. Make me your slut, your
whore, your wife! FUCK MY WHORE CUNT!"

I was getting concerned now. Never had she talked this dirty, this
abandoned while in the throes of a good fucking. She grasped his ass
cheeks and pulled him to her. Her legs were around his waist, ankles
locked to snare his cock within her body. Perspiration ran off both of
them. Now she was sobbing, actually crying. Was she in pain? I wasn't
sure if, or how, to respond. I felt like the third wheel, no
involvement, watching my beloved wife and this black, handsome stranger
with a larger cock, rut and mate with deep desire, and, it seemed, deep
love. Was she lost to me? Would she ever again be satisfied with my
loving, to which she had become accustomed, and perhaps bored? I was
definitely hurting here.

Then, Anthony entered his dirty talk faze. He looked into her eyes.

"Fuck me, you dirty whore! Raise that ass and make your pussy slam my
cock. You're nothing but a cheap slutty whore. Any man can fuck you.
DIRTY CUNT! COCKSUCKING BITCH. I'M GONNA FILL YOUR CUNT WITH BLACK MAN'S
CUM TILL IT RUNS OUT YOUR NOSE! FUCK ME GODDAM YOU! GONNA MAKE YOUR
WHORE CUNT MY PERSONAL PROPERTY! YOU'RE MINE NOW, HEAR? MY CUNT! MY
WOMAN! MY SLUT! OHHHHHHH!"

Susan was screaming that she was all that and more to him; his alone,
his to use, his in eternity. Tears began burning my eyes. I now knew
this had been a big mistake, a major miscalculation on my part. Damn,
how could I have been so stupid, foolish?

They had been fucking for over thirty minutes. Was this a man or
machine? Was he ever going to cum? Would Susan survive? I was seriously
concerned.

Then, Susan screamed that she was close. They both increased their speed
and strength of fucking. I couldn't believe it. How could they fuck so
hard? My heart was heavy. I didn't know what to do. Susan suddenly
screamed again, and wrapped her arms and legs even tighter about his
black body. She was arching her back, thrusting her pussy. He, in turn,
was pounding her sensitive little pussy like a mad man, intent on
destroying my angel.

He suddenly raised up and slammed his cock into her deepest reaches.
"Where?" he commanded. "WHERE, GODDAMIT, WHERE?"


Just before she exploded in ecstasy, she stared at his face and
whispered "What do you mean where?"

He glared at her, his body ramming even harder. "WHERE THE GODDAM HELL
ALMIGHTY DO YOU WANT MY CUM?"

Her eyes popped open, and she in turn screamed, "IN MY CUNT! CUM INSIDE
ME! FILL MY WHORE CUNT WITH YOUR BLACK SEMEN! GIVE ME YOUR BABY! I WANNA
CARRY YOUR BLACK BABY! I'M YOUR WHORE WIFE, FUCK ME AND CUM IN ME, DEEP,
GODAMMIT! FUCKING IMPREGNATE MY WOMB!

They came together in a crash of exploding orgasms, words not possible,
writhing and fucking and sobbing. I slipped off the bed and went to the
bathroom. I deposited my dinner in the bowl, crying and sobbing and
feeling so broken, so abandoned, so useless. Could I even avoid suicide?
I truly did not know.

I crawled to the guestroom and pulled myself to the bed. I continued to
sob. After some time, I heard the door opening, soft footsteps to the
bedside.

"Jeff? Are you okay, Honey? What's wrong, why are you sobbing so?" I
could not respond. I was too weak to even turn over.

I heard a male voice. "How is he? I hope we didn't hurt him. I never
would have done this if I had known he would respond like that!" They
lay down each side of me. Susan cradled my head to her breasts,
soothingly stroked my arms.

I snuffled. "I guess I'm out of the picture now, huh? I have never seen
you get so aroused before, so given to a man. I know you have never lost
yourself in me like that. And your language was so demeaning, I knew
when you began talking you were lost to me."

"Oh, Darling, nothing has changed. I think I got so hot because one of
my favorite fantasies was being well fulfilled. Anthony is a good lover,
but nowhere near your league. You'll always be my guy, my one and only
love!"

I looked at her. "Guess I got carried away! I've never felt so worthless
when you were being fucked by another man!"

Anthony broke in. "Was it because I am black? Because of our words?"

I nodded in the affirmative to both. They both caressed me, soothing me
with soft words. I felt like a shit, and told them so. They both
chuckled at me, and Susan kissed my cheek.


	

Anthony turned my head and kissed my lips gently, soothingly.

"Jeff, you do have a fantastic wife, and I have enjoyed her
tremendously, but those words were strictly passion, not truth. I should
have warned you I am noted for dirty, demeaning talk during fucking, and
can't really control it!"

Susan added, "And I joined right in! His words did incite me to the
same, and I got carried away, too."

I apologized to both, and told them I was sorry I took the wrong
meaning. They forgave me for my wrong ideas, and we returned to the bedroom.

"Shall we call it a night?" asked Anthony. "That was an emotionally
tiring event!"

"No!" I jumped up, "Please, don't let me ruin this. If you two want, I
can go to a motel tonight, let you get it on!"

"Don't you dare!" shouted my wife. "You are a part of this, and you ARE
staying!"

I know when to change the subject. "Brandy, anyone?"

They laughed. We retired to the den and again enjoyed the fine wine.
Susan was sitting in a chair, Anthony on the sofa, I in another chair.
Susan looked at Anthony for a bit, then turned to me.

"Honey, do me a big favor. I want to watch and experience you eating
Anthony's cum from my pussy! I want to watch you swallow a black man's cum!"

Anthony smiled at her. I moved to my wife, and she spread her legs. Her
hairy cunt was drenched in cum. I kissed the gooey mess, licked her bush
clean, then began licking her slit.

"Fuck, you're not doing it right! Suck that cock juice from me! Suck it
out!"

I began sucking her fuck hole. She moaned and lay back. Anthony moved
beside her and stuck his tongue into her mouth. She sucked it noisily,
and grasped his already-hard cock. I was swallowing mouthfuls of his
cum, amazed at how much he had dumped into my wife's cunt. Finally, she
was empty and clean. They continued to French-kiss, fondling each
others' sex organs. I lay back on the floor and rested. They continued
to kiss for a bit, then Susan rose to go clean up. Anthony gripped my cock.

"Man, you have one terrific wife! Her pussy is wonderful, even better
than my wife's! I have never cum so hard as I did in Susan's pussy! It
was really hot watching you eat me out of her!

Susan returned, and we sat separately, sipping more brandy and idly
chatting.

I spoke up, "This is supposed to be a loving time; why don't you two sit
together and get warmed up again?"

Susan asked, "Are you sure you are okay with that?"

"Sure!" I said. "Sorry again for my negative reaction!"

Susan joined him on the sofa, cuddling to him. He put an arm about her
and kissed her. She stroked his cock, it again sturdily prepared for
battle. She spread her legs, inviting his fingers to caress her folds.
They kissed deeply, obviously back in the heat with each other. I
observed, chastened by my earlier reaction. Susan asked him to lie on
the sofa on his back. She climbed atop him, reversed for her mutual
suck. She lowered her lips to his cock, and swallowed it in one move. He
groaned, then slipped his tongue into her wet pussy. They continued to
orally love each other with much gusto, obviously enjoying their
coupling. At least, with their mouths full, there was no dirty talk! By
now, I was back to normal. They went on this way for some time, their
hands busy on each other's ass cheeks. Susan tickled his scrotum, giving
him added action. Then, she slipped off his cock and grunted her
release. Her whole body shook for a full minute, then rested a bit.

"Oh fucking hell!" she whispered. Soon, she again swallowed the black
object of her desire, and in a few moments, he arched his back and
gasped. Susan slipped her mouth off his cock and jerked him into her
open mouth. She swallowed four shots, then sucked the rest from him. She
had to swallow about three more times to get it all.

"Fuck, Anthony!" she gasped. "You sure know how to show a woman a good
time! Let's take another breather!"

That meant more brandy as Susan sat between his legs and licked his
balls. She smiled at me and asked, "Honey, come over and jack him off as
I lick. I think he will like that!" I moved beside him, and slid my hand
up and down his again hard cock. He leaned to me and kissed me deeply. I
sucked his tongue and squeezed him. He grasped my cock and we continued
to pleasure each other. Susan was looking up at us with love in her
eyes. She was so sweet!

Susan then climbed on his lap, straddling his thighs. They continued to
kiss as she slowly lowered her sweet cunt onto his cock. They both
sighed as she slid to the bottom, their pubic hair mashing together. She
slowly raised her cunt, then lowered herself again. Soon, she was
slapping her thighs against his as she fucked her lover in deep passion.
I was again watching my wife fuck her black lover to her heart's
content, enjoying the coupling with obvious delight. Anthony still held
my cock, now bouncing with my wife's fucking.

Susan stopped, looked at me, and asked, "Darling, you wanna fuck my ass
as Anthony enjoys my pussy?"

"Sure!" I replied. I know she loves deep with a passion. She had me sit
in a chair, and she sat reversed on my lap.

"Now slide that wonderful cock into my ass, Sweet!" I did so, and she
sighed in pleasure.

"Okay, Anthony Lover, come here and fuck my pussy and feel his cock in
my ass!"

Anthony moved to her, bent, and slipped his cock home. I felt it slide
along her pussy wall to the end. Now, she had me fuck her ass in
opposite direction to him fucking her pussy. She gripped his body and
swooned.

"I fucking love two cocks at once, Guys! I want both of you to cum in
me, fill my hungry holes with baby sauce. Fuck me hard, god dam it, make
me cum, make me lose it!"

We did, pounding into her holes like men gone wild. She screamed, she
sobbed, she dragged her nails along his back. We continued to fuck her
savagely for some time, when Anthony shouted he was Cumming. I felt his
cock pulse as it dumped his juice into her pussy. That did it for me! I
gripped her tits and jammed my cock deeply into her bowels. I shot so
much cum into her asshole, due to all the stimulation from the evening.
Susan swooned into my arms as Anthony sank to the floor.

"Oh fuck, you guys are too much! Damned glad you aren't around more,
Anthony, you two would have me fucked to death!"

Anthony groaned, "Nope, sorry, one time thing you know, but it sure has
been one hell of a trip!"

Susan again spoke. "Okay guys, now the black guy gets to put his cock
into the white guy!" Anthony laughed.

"How you want it?" he asked me. "How you wanna suck my cock?"

I smiled, "Would love for you to fuck my face! Let me lie on the couch!"

I did, my head on a pillow. Anthony straddled my chest, his purple cock
head against my mouth. I opened and took him in. He tasted like Susan's
pussy! I sucked him deep, grasping his ass cheeks as I did. Soon, he
grabbed my hair and began moving his cock in and out. I stopped moving,
giving him control. This is what I love about sucking another man; give
him complete control and let him fuck me as he wishes. Soon, he was
fucking so deeply I began gagging and choking. He was unrepentant; his
cock head slammed into my throat again and again.

He looked down into my face. "That's it, you white cock sucker! Let me
fuck that dirty mouth. That's all you whities are good for, cum dump for
real men, BLACK men! Suck my good cock, a BLACK cock! Take it, you white
whore. You male slut! Call yourself a man? Hell, you aren't even good
enough to suck black cock, but I'll let you. Gonna shoot my seed way
down that fucking white throat, make you gag and puke. Best not puke on
the black man, Cunt, or I'll whip your ass! I impregnated your bitch
wife, filled her womb with black seed, now she's going to have my black
baby! How you like that, cock sucker? Going to complain? Who to?"

He tilted his head back and laughed a screeching, whore-fucking noise as
his cock slammed into my throat. I could barely breathe; my head was
swimming. Suddenly, he gripped my hair even tighter, and jammed his cock
all the way in.

"Going to choke the shitting life outa your white, useless self! Your
gonna eat so much black cum you'll shit your pants! Now swallow this
load of REAL man sauce! Swallow, god dam it!"

His cock went all the way down; my face was buried in his wiry pubic
hair. I felt faint; my eyes rolled back. Then, he grunted and I felt a
huge wad of thick syrup shoot down my throat. Four more times he
expunged a large load of his cum into me, then held his cock as deep as
possible for a bit as I struggled for breath. Finally, he pulled out and
stood. I choked and gasped, then rolled to the side and puked cum all
over the carpet. He laughed. I saw Susan run to his side, hugging and
kissing him.

"Oh god, what a man! You sure showed this wimp what a real man is! You
really fucked his throat! God, oh how I love you, you wonderful fuck!"

I reverted back to earlier and figured, no PRAYED that this was part of
her act. They went arm in arm to the kitchen. I was beat; reclined on
the sofa, still swallowing black man's cum. Susan peeked in the door.

"Wanna sandwich, Darling? We're starved!"

I stumbled to join them. Susan was on his lap, kissing between bites of
food. He looked at me.

"Enjoy your mouth fuck?

I choked a 'Yes', then made a sandwich. I sat quietly, enjoying the
food. My throat was raw, and I was still coughing up cum. The two of
them looked at me, smiling. I grimaced back.

"Honey," she said, "It was all in fun, wasn't it, Lover? Anthony wanted
you to enjoy giving him a good cock sucking! I sure enjoyed it! Did you?"

I nodded and finished my sandwich.

"Honey" Susan said, "There's just one more thing, remember? I want
Anthony to fuck your ass like the cock sucking whore you are, and fill
it with more of his wonderful cum!" I groaned.

"You promised!" she pouted. "Please let Anthony fuck your useless ass,
then we'll retire!"

We returned to the bedroom. I got on the bed on all fours. Susan
corrected me.

"Not that way, I want you the way all whores get fucked! On your back,
legs raised, grunting your enjoyment!" Bitch!

I rolled over and spread my legs. Anthony mounted me and slammed his
cock into my man pussy. I screamed in agony. No lube, no foreplay!

"Shut the fuck up, pussy man! Take it like the pussy you are. You're MY
cunt now, got it? Take my fuck and my cum like the man you aren't!" He
laughed hilariously. I didn't see the humor.

Susan kneeled by his side, sucking his tongue.

"Fuck the pussy, My Love! Make him see that only YOU are the man here!
Punish his sorry ass with a hard fucking! Make him scream! Make me cum
with love for you!"

I was crying again, partly from the agony of his cock up my ass, but
mostly because my loving wife was again humiliating and belittling me to
him.

"Oh quit crying, you baby! Can't you stand a little fuck? I sure took
it, several times, and I want more. I want Anthony to be my MAN, god dam
it! Anthony, will you move here and take over as the man? Pussy here can
be our gopher, clean and cook while we fuck our eyeballs out! Will you
do that, Lover? Will you let me be your whore cunt? I'll fuck your
friends, if you say so. I'll fuck anybody you say. You can sell my slut
cunt to any man willing to pay. Want that, Darling? Want me to be your
fuck slave, your whore, your cunt? Just say the word, my man, and I am
yours! Will your wife want to join? I can eat her pussy, make her happy.
But, she gets none of your cock! That's all MINE! Do I make myself clear?"


Anthony slammed his cock painfully into my bowels and unleashed a wave
of cum into me. Where the hell does he make all that cum? He has dumped
a hell of a lot into both of us. He climbed off, and Susan jumped onto
him, wrapping her arms and legs about his hard body. She kissed him
deeply, and repeated her undying love. They left me to drink more
brandy. I just lay there.

Later, they returned. Susan came to me. "Baby, just one more job, then
you can rest. I'm gonna kneel and suck my man's wonderful cock. YOUR'E
gonna get behind him, spread his ass cheeks, and lick his asshole for
all you're worth! Now, get cracking!"

I groaned and rose. She was already sucking him. I did as she ordered;
knelt, spread them, and ran my tongue along his ass crack. Then, I
pushed my face into that crack, and licked furiously into his tight ass
hole. He shuddered and groaned.

Susan asked, "Is he doing it right, Lover, Is he sucking your asshole
good enough? Want me to beat his ass so he'll do it better? I want you
to be happy, My Darling!"

He grunted his pleasure, and I heard her resume sucking. He lasted a
hell of a long time. My tongue was getting raw and tired. I decided
licking a man's asshole wasn't so bad after all. I could get used to it.
Maybe Susan would keep me around as an asshole licker and cum dump.
Finally, I felt his ass cheeks tighten, and with a grunt he found
release. His asshole tightened on my tongue, then he moved away. Susan
kissed him deeply, then looked at me.

"Sorry, ass lickers don't get kisses, especially when they aren't really
men!" she leered. I wanted to die right there.

Suddenly, I realized I had been asleep, and someone was shaking me. I
heard a distant voice.

"Honey, wake up! It's time for breakfast! Bacon and eggs! Rise and shine!"

I rolled over and looked at her. I was dreaming, perhaps.

"I thought you don't kiss asshole lickers!" I said.

"What? What are you saying? Too much brandy?"

"Where's Anthony?"

"Don't you remember? He left after you became so sad when I fucked him.
He didn't want to cause any trouble!"

"You didn't fuck him more? Suck him? Humiliate me more?"

She laughed, "Nope, just lay here with you and slept!"

"Okay!" I stated, "But no more black lovers, girl!"

She smiled as she left the room. "That was the deal! No more!"

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