
  Karen Kay's Korner


    Wives on the Prowl Page 3


      Home

<../home.html>


      What's New & Welcome

<../whatsnewwelcome/whatsnewwelcome.html>


      Advice Korner

<../advicekorner/advicekorner.html>


      Dating Wives

<../datingwives/datingwives.html>


      Black Bred Wives

<../blackbredwives/blackbredwives.html>


      Wives Caught Cheating

<../wivescaughtcheating/wivescaughtcheating.html>


      Video Stories

<../videostories/videostories.html>


      Dear Ginger

<../dearginger/dearginger.html>


      My HotWife

<../myhotwife/myhotwife.html>


      Coaxed Wives

<../coaxedwives/coaxedwives.html>


      Teasing Wives

<../teasingwives/teasingwives.html>


      Real Housewives

<../realhousewives/realhousewives.html>


      Fun Pages

<../funpages/funpages.html>


      Interracial Love Stories

<../interraciallovestories/interraciallovestories.html>


      Bed Time Stories

<../bedtimestories/bedtimestories.html>


      Dominant Black Bulls

<../dominantblackbulls/dominantblackbulls.html>


      Digital Galleries

<../digitalgalleries/digitalgalleries.html>


      Movie Clip Catalogs

<../movieclipcatalogs/movieclipcatalogs.html>


      Cuckolds Wives & Bulls

<../cuckoldswivesbulls/cuckoldswivesbulls.html>


      Wanton Wives

<../wantonwives/wantonwives.html>


      Dr Trudy

<../drtrudy/drtrudy.html>


      Black Bred Bellies

<../blackbredbellies/blackbredbellies.html>


      Real Stories

<../realstories/realstories.html>


      Cougar Town

<../cougartown/cougartown.html>


      Audio Stories

<../audiostories/audiostories.html>


      Snow Bunnies

<../snowbunnies/snowbunnies.html>


      Housewife Secrets

<../housewifesecrets/housewifesecrets.html>


      Club Extreme

<../clubextreme/clubextreme.html>


      Ho Of The Month

<../hoofthemonth/hoofthemonth.html>


      Party Wives

<../partywives/partywives.html>


      Wives On The Prowl

<../wivesontheprowl/wivesontheprowl.html>


      The Meat Market

<../themeatmarket/themeatmarket.html>


      Meat Market Confessions

<../meatmarketconfessions/meatmarketconfessions.html>


      Private Party Pictures

<../privatepartypictures/privatepartypictures.html>


      Interracial Creampie

<../interracialcreampie/interracialcreampie.html>


      Fresh White Pussy

<../freshwhitepussy/freshwhitepussy.html>


      Verified Black Breeding

<../verifiedblackbreeding/verifiedblackbreeding.html>


      Creampie Eaters

<../creampieeaters/creampieeaters.html>


      True Confessions

<../trueconfessions/trueconfessions.html>


      Interracial BJ

<../interracialbj/interracialbj.html>


      Cuckold Confessions

<../cuckoldconfessions/cuckoldconfessions.html>


      Hardcore Party Pictures

<../hardcorepartypictures/hardcorepartypictures.html>


      Cuckold Movies

<../cuckoldmovies/cuckoldmovies.html>


      Wives Who Cuckold

<../wiveswhocuckold/wiveswhocuckold.html>


      Karen Kay Gallery

<../karenkaygallery/karenkaygallery.html>


      Black Cock Dreaming

<../blackcockdreaming/blackcockdreaming.html>


      Illustrated Stories 1

<../illustratedstories1/illustratedstories1.html>


      Illustrated Stories 2

<../illustratedstories2/illustratedstories2.html>


      Illustrated Stories 3

<../illustratedstories3/illustratedstories3.html>


      Illustrated Stories 4

<../illustratedstories4/illustratedstories4.html>


      Illustrated Stories 5

<../illustratedstories5/illustratedstories5.html>


      Illustrated Stories 6

<../illustratedstories6/illustratedstories6.html>


      Illustrated Stories 7

<../illustratedstories7/illustratedstories7.html>


      Illustrated Stories 8

<../illustratedstories8/illustratedstories8.html>


      Illustrated Stories 9

<../illustratedstories9/illustratedstories9.html>


      Illustrated Stories 10

<../illustratedstories10/illustratedstories10.html>
Wives on the Prowl Page 3

Wives on the Prowl 4 <../wivesontheprowl4/wivesontheprowl4.html>

Young White Married Pussy

In January this year I was contacted by a female who saw one of my
online personal ads. Angela is 23 years old, and lives in Nashville,
about two and a half hours from where I live in West Tennessee. We
emailed each other and instant messaged through the site, and after a
few weeks we exchanged our regular email addresses and phone numbers.

I was surprised that someone her age would contact me as I am 53 and
black, although people say I look 30 to 35.

But Angela said she was specifically seeking a man my age because her
experiences with older men were much better than with guys her own age
(her husband was an exception to this before they were married). She
elaborated that the young guys were only interested in their own
pleasure and not hers, but the older men were mature and enjoyed
pleasing the younger girls. Her experiences with older men had occurred
before she was married, but since then they have rejected her, not
wanting to be involved with a married female. This was understandably a
concern when she contacted me, but I told her I was willing to get
acquainted and open to meeting.


After several emails and phone calls we decided to meet when we could
arrange it around our respective circumstances. I have been seeing
someone, but I dont live with her so I see her once or twice a week.
Sometimes she has come by unexpectedly, though.

Angela has been married for one year, and not getting much sex from her
husband now. The story is that he is on business trips a lot and when he
returns home he usually claims to be too tired. She suspects that he is
fucking someone during those trips. But when he is back home for up to
two weeks he still claims to be tired but goes out for hours at a time,
so she thinks he is fucking someone in Nashville as well.

As luck would have it, not only was her husband going on a business trip
the first week of April, but my girlfriend was going out of town on
vacation with one of her girlfriends the same week. Since Angela and I
are both not working at the present time, we seized this opportunity to
meet.

I emailed to her detailed directions to the house, and she called to
confirm she would be here the next morning. She said she wanted us to
both be naked when we met in person for the first time. I told her when
she arrived the front door would be unlocked, just come in, undress in
the living room, and come back to the bedroom where she would find me
naked. I also told her I wanted us to be naked the entire week, and she
agreed, saying it was something she had always wanted to do. I went to
the store and bought enough food and miscellaneous supplies to last two
people a week, then returned home and spent some time getting the house
ready for her visit. I also changed the sheets on the bed.

The next morning I got up early, showered, and stayed naked waiting for
her arrival. At 9:00 she arrived, and as planned, came inside, undressed
in the living room, and proceeded to the bedroom where she found me
laying on the bed, naked and hard. She lay next to me, and we talked for
a while as she kept looking down at my hard black cock. After about five
minutes, I went down between her legs and started eating her beautiful
hot pussy. She grabbed my head and humped her pussy into my mouth. I
stayed down on her pussy for 15 minutes nonstop, and when I finally
stopped to rest her cum was all over my face, which she licked off.


My cock was about to explode, and sensing this she went down and took it
in her mouth. She would take it out and lick it up and down, making sure
her tongue went over ever bit of it, then put it back in her mouth. She
bobbed her head up and down a few times, and then she held her head
still and ran her tongue around the head. Before long I exploded, and
sent what seemed to be a gallon of sperm into her mouth. Although she
can deep throat, she kept only the head in her mouth when I came so she
could taste it. She swallowed it all and was amazed at how much sperm
there was, saying no one ever came that much in her mouth before.

I went to the kitchen and returned with a can of whipped cream. I
sprayed it all over her pussy, then I went down again and licked it all
off. I even sprayed some up her cunt and sucked it out. This was a new
experience for her which she greatly enjoyed. She lost track on how many
orgasms she had from me eating her but said that it was at least 20.

My cock was hard again and we were ready to fuck. She wanted to be on
top so she could be in control, which was fine with me. As I lay on my
back, she sat on me, taking my black cock all the way up her cunt. Then
she leaned forward, supporting herself on her forearms. She started
gyrating her hips around, which was creating fantastic sensations on my
black cock. The way she was moving she was clearly wanting a load of
sperm deep inside her. When she was ready to cum she shoved her tongue
into my mouth. Her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner as our tongues took
turns darting into each others mouths.


I could feel her cunt contract around my cock as she climaxed, and this
increased the sensation on my cock. That pussy was so hot and tight, and
soon I erupted again. Much like my first climax it was very powerful and
seemed like it would never end. After resting for a while, we took a
shower together to wash off the stickiness, and then we dried each other
off. While in the shower, I washed her pussy with shampoo, followed by
crme rinse. This was another new experience she had not thought of
before, but loved it and decided thats how she would wash her pussy
from then on. She did the same to my cock, and when we were done I used
a blow dryer on her pussy followed by her using it on me.

We went to the kitchen and sat at the table, drinking coffee and talking
about some of our past sexual experiences. We also talked about other
subjects as well, such as the work we had both done in the past. I was
ready again to eat her pussy, so I got down on my knees and buried my
face between her legs. She was amazed that someone loved to eat pussy so
much. She wanted to suck me again, but I needed time to recharge.

I have a few xxx-rated DVDs that are six hours in length each, so I put
one on and let it run from beginning to end. The DVD player is connected
to the TV in the bedroom as well as one in the living room and one in
the bathroom. For the entire week I would have a tape playing, and when
we wanted to watch a regular TV program I would turn on another TV in
the living room and turn down the sound on the xxx-rated one. Angela
really enjoyed this and said they did not have any such tapes as her
husband didnt care for them. She also said she would occasionally buy
an xxx-rated magazine that she could masturbate to, but would have to
get rid of it before her husband came home and found it.

I made us a breakfast of steak and eggs, and I poured some steak sauce
on her pussy and licked it off. Then she poured some on my cock and
licked it off, saying she couldnt wait for me to recharge so she could
suck me off again.

Later on, when we were hungry again, I made some hotdogs. I had her lay
on the bed and shoved one up her cunt and fucked her with it as I gave
her pussy another licking. She came powerfully again and covered the
hotdog with her cum, which I licked off. Then, I took one end of the
hotdog in my mouth while she took the other end in her mouth. We
proceeded to eat it, working our mouths toward each other, until we had
our tongues in each others mouths again.

Angela asked if we could take a bubble bath, so I filled the tub and lit
some candles. I added some Epsom salts to the water to help relax us.
Then we got into the tub, watching the porno tape being played on the TV
I had installed in the bathroom. I was finally ready and when she saw my
black cock was hard again she took it in her hand and stroked it. After
a few minutes I sat on the edge of the tub, and she got between my legs
and took my cock in her mouth and started another fantastic blowjob.
This one lasted somewhat longer than the first one before I finally
ejaculated, giving her mouth another load of sperm.

She stood up and shoved her pussy in my face as I reached around her
with both arms, holding her tight against my lips and tongue. She was
really going wild grinding her pussy into my mouth, and I was loving
every moment of it. We stayed in the tub until the water got cold, then
we got out and dried each other off.

Every day was like this, and we stayed naked the entire week, 24 hours a
day. Fortunately the mailbox is right by the front door, so I would wait
until after dark to open the door and retrieve the mail. We had wanted
to go into the back yard late at night to fuck and suck, but it had been
too cold all week to do that. But if circumstances permit us to meet
again this summer when it gets warm at night, we will certainly do it.

At the end of the week, when Angela was ready to return to Nashville,
she dressed in the living room while I stayed in the bedroom. That way,
we spent the entire week together without ever seeing each other with
any clothes on. She was not my first married female, but she was
certainly the best, and I look forward to more hot horny sex with her
again as soon as possible.

Each day my girlfriend called and asked what I had done that day. I
always replied job hunting. Angela brought her cell phone with her,
but her husband never called.


*****************************************************************

A breeding affair

It was almost nine oclock in the morning when I awakened again. What a
night it had been. I had never had so much sex in my life. The hand
towel between my legs was soaked, and I was feeling a little sore down
there. I had to go to the bathroom, and I also needed a shower. The
products of our love-making made me smell egregiously. I had often
fantasized about sex with a black man, but I never had expected it to
really happen. Now it had. I was a very sexually satisfied woman, and I
was sure there were more good times in my future......... .

After nine years of marriage and two beautiful boys I was getting bored
with my marriage. My husband had cheated on me for the last time. God
knows how much sex he had with other women while I was busy bearing and
raising our two sons.

I thought I had an ideal marriage until late in my second pregnancy.
When a friend reported that my husband was having an affair with a
coworker I could not - or did not want to - believe it. The mother of
his new sex partner called me to confirm the truth. She did not like the
thought of her daughter having such an affair with a pregnant womans
husband.

?

I forgave my husband that time, and also the next time I caught him
cheating. I did leave him for a couple weeks, but I succumbed to his
pleading and promises that it would never happen again. A wife always
wants to believe such things.

The last straw was the phone call from another of his paramours,
informing me that she was pregnant with his baby. I t confronted him
about it and told him Id never forgive him for it. I soon found a job
after that just to get out of the house.

The company where I was employed had about fifty employees. One of the
two black employees was our shipping manager, and I saw him daily. He
was always so pleasant, had a good sense of humor and very polite. He
was always kidding us women and offering to take us dancing. I never
paid much attention to his offers of dating and dancing, I dont think
any of the women took him seriously.

During our company picnic we women got to see more of Dean. He was about
six feet tall, and he weighed over 200 pounds - all muscle. I think a
lot of us women mentally undressed him that day. He played with the
young children on the shore or in the shallow water, so he was always
there for our hungry eyes. I know that my pillow really got a good
workout that night. Women know what I mean.

About a month after our picnic I had to go into the hospital for
surgery. The office sent me flowers and a card, but only Dean came to
see me. I was pleasantly surprised when he showed up that evening. He
offered to drive me home the next day, and I accepted. It would save me
the cab fare.

The next day Dean took a late lunch hour so he could drive me home.
After parking at my apartment he insisted on carrying me into my living
room. I did not need it, butt I liked it. We had stopped at the pharmacy
for my medicine, but we could not wait for it. Dean had to return to
work, but he did pick it up and brought it to me later that day.

When Dean appeared with my medicine I invited him in for coffee. He
could not stay, but I did take his hand and squeeze it. In return he
kissed me on the forehead. Again, my pillow and I had a nice evening.

Dean had gone to a community college on a football scholarship, and he
was an avid sports fan. A few weeks after my surgery he asked me if I
would like to take my boys with him to see a football game. I was not
too keen for it, but I knew my sons would be thrilled. They liked him,
and hung on him all during the game.

?

A few weeks later he asked me to attend a basketball game. He managed to
get two free tickets from a friend. He offered to buy two tickets for my
boys, but they could not sit with us. We decided to hire a babysitter
for the boys instead of paying the high price for tickets. Dean insisted
on paying for the sitter, too. I am not really interested in basketball,
but I would be able to get out on a date with a good friend.

We sat in very good seats, and Dean knew several of the people around
us. Before the game finished he told me that we had been invited to
attend a party at the hotel where the team was staying. Dean knew that I
was hesitant, but when he promised we would only stay one hour I
accepted the offer to go. I did call home to notify my fifteen-year-old
sitter.

There were a couple dozen people at the party. I was surprised by the
number of white wives or girlfriends with the black men. Dean told me
that about half the black team members had white wives. Two of the team
wives were obviously pregnant. He introduced me to his good friend and
the mans white girlfriend. We four sat on a couch with our drinks, and
engaged in small talk.

Very soon Dean put his arm around me very lightly. I think he was
waiting for my reaction, so I smiled at him. With that tacit permission
he hugged me a little tighter. It felt good, and sent little tingles all
through me.

After our second drink I was anxious to go. So was Dean. He kept his arm
around me all the way to his parked car. I felt very self-conscious
walking that way past so many hotel guests, but no one seemed to pay any
attention to us.

On the way home we talked about the white women having black husbands.
Dean told me that he had been married to a half-white woman for three
years during and after his college days. He told me that she divorced
him because he was unable to father a child. "The two doctors that we
went to said that I have a low sperm count," he said. "The only way I
could become a father is if they took my sperm and put it in a dish with
my wifes eggs. That would have cost ten thousand dollars. Instead, she
divorced me."

It was late when Dean brought me home. After he paid my sitter I thanked
him for the nice evening. That time I put my arm around him. In return
he hugged me and kissed my forehead. I pulled him down and gave him a
kiss on the lips. We embraced and kissed a couple more times before I
broke away. It was very late, and we both had to work in the morning.

Dean worked weekends as a bouncer at a black night spot in town. He also
played a trumpet there sometimes. He was always asking us women to visit
him there and dance with him. One week three of us decided to take him
up on his offer. Well, one woman dropped out the next day because her
husband would not give her permission. Then on Friday morning the other
woman said that she had to back out. That left only me. Dean was so
dejected. I wanted to go, but not alone. At noon Dean told me that he
would like to take me to dinner and then to the nightclub for dancing.
It was perfect timing for me. One weekend a month my sons stayed with
their father and stepmother, and they would be gone that weekend. I
readily accepted his offer

The restaurant where Dean took me was downstairs from the club. Everyone
there knew Dean, and he introduced me to several people. I noticed that
when he introduced me to fellows he always called me his girlfriend, but
to others I was just a friend. I did not mind.

That was a wonderful evening. I danced several dances with Dean and many
other dances with his friends. There were several white women there, but
I only saw one white couple. Dean was a wonderful dancer, but so were
several others.


?

The only think that spoiled the evening was the foul and suggestive
language that I had to endure. One man came to our table and remarked,
"You got yourself a nice chick there, Deano. Can she take all of that
cock you got? She looks like youll split her wide ope with one or two
jabs." They both laughed, but it was not funny.

I had thought about such things many times after I had dated Dean. I
remember in high school that some of my friends had seen a couple black
basketball players changing clothes in the locker room, and for several
days they talked about the huge penises those teenage boys had.

Dean had promised to take me home by midnight. Since he was employed as
the bouncer he would have to return to be at the club when it closed. By
eleven oclock I was anxious to leave. I had not slept much the night
before just thinking about what I would like to have Dean do to me that
night. Hearing that he had to rerun to the club was disappointing, but
if we left earlier we could still have time for some lovemaking.

Well, shortly after eleven his boss came over to our table. He smiled at
me before looking at Dean. "Dean, you might as well take your girlfriend
and go. Your are so anxious to get into her panties that you are a
nervous wreck, and youre no good around here," said Mr. Miller.

Then he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "I dont blame him for
wanting to empty his nuts in you. You are a very pretty lady. Take him
home and drain him real good. He needs it."

?

?

Dean grabbed me and led me to the dance floor where we had one last
dance. He hugged me tightly, pressing his very hard penis against me. He
kept whispering I my ear what he was going to do with me when we were in
bed. I liked feeling him so close, and even his sex talk excited me.
Normally such words would have turned me off, but I was so eager for him.

Once we were inside my place Dean hugged me so tight I thought he would
crush me. I had to break away and rush into the toilet. I removed my
soaked panty and decided to wash down there to be fresh for anything
that Dean might do. I left off my panties after washing.

Dean was waiting outside the bathroom door. He grabbed me, lifted me up
, held me tight and kissed me passionately. After he set me down he put
his hand under my dress and said, "Oh, God, I want you so bad." Then his
hand went up farther and he discovered that I had removed my panties.
With a big smile he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom and
gently deposited me on the bed. He lifted my dress and quickly moved his
face between my legs. I opened wider so he could see what he wanted to
see. He was like a maniac, burying his face in my genitals, kissing,
licking and biting me down there. He was a little too rough, and I had
to push him away.

My last date - about a year ago - had left two condoms, and that
afternoon I had placed them on my dresser. When Dean stood and began
removing his clothes I pointed to the condoms and told Dean that he
would have to use one. "I cant make babies, and I dont have any
diseases," he said. "No way will I use one of those things." Before he
finished talking he had moved back onto me. I did not even have time to
see his penis, but I soon felt it entering me. He was not too gentle,
and it hurt a little. His penis was obviously very thick. Although it
hurt a little it also felt good. "God, youre tight," he whispered, as
he pushed his penis rather forcefully into me.

?

When Dean was barely inside me he shouted out, "Oh, God. No!" He held
his penis inside me, and at that moment I could feel the warmth of his
semen spurting into me.

Dean did not say a word for the next minute or two. I did not know what
to say, either. Only after he had withdrawn his still hard penis and sat
on the bed looking away from me did Dean say anything. I think he
actually began to cry before he turned back to me and sobbed out how
sorry he was. "I am so sorry," he said in a pleading voice. "I dont
know what happened to me. I have never done anything like that before. I
am so sorry." I was surprised, and of course very disappointed. I had
heard about premature ejaculation, but I had never experienced such an
event with my husband or the other three men with whom I had sex.

Dean walked out to the kitchen. I took off my dress before donning a
robe and following him. I told Dean how sorry I was that he had
ejaculated so soon, and that I knew such things occasionally happened. I
offered to make coffee, and then we could rest a little. Perhaps we
could go back to my bed again before he had to leave.

Dean kept repeating how ashamed he felt, and I did my best to comfort
him. Of course I was disappointed, but I did not want him to know that.
We took our coffee into the sofa and held hands and talked. I hugged him
closely, and we had a couple gentle kisses.

After about fifteen minutes Dean asked if he could take a shower. "I
think a good, cold shower will straighten me out, and I will be able to
really take care of you properly." I wanted to shower with him, but I
decided that might excite him too much. Instead I asked him if I could
watch. He readily agreed. So, for the first time I was able to see his
male parts clearly. His penis was definitely fatter than my husbands.
It seemed to be shorter, but since it was not erect I could not tell for
sure. His sex organs were darker than he. His penis was charcoal-black
except for the head and the end of the shaft. They were reddish black. I
realized that this was probably because he had been circumcised.

I dried his back and thighs for him, and by the time I had finished he
had a nice erection. Again he carried me back to the bed. He had not
done much talking, but now he began again to tell me what he was going
to do to me. Again, at any other time, his language would have turned me
off, but I did not mind it at all.

That time Dean was much more gentle. The wild man from earlier was gone.
Before he entered me I think he caressed every part of my body. He was
so gentle, and I loved to cuddle against his soft, smooth skin. I loved
it that he had so little body hair. I had trimmed my pubic hair that day
just for him, and he remarked that he liked it. He used his tongue
sparingly, but teasingly, and he had me very ready for his penis when he
finally entered me.

That time he did not push in so quickly, but teased me by barely putting
his bulbous penis head barely inside me and then withdrawing it. "I am
going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before," he kept
repeating. "I am going to make up for spilling my load so quick last time."

Well, in my eyes he did make up for "spilling his load"." He felt so
good! I had never enjoyed having a penis in me so much. His fatter penis
gave me sensations that I had never felt before, but the best was yet to
come.

After a few minutes of slowly moving his penis in and out he speeded up
the tempo ever so slightly and said, "Oh, God, oh! Then he began
ejaculating. Feeling his warm semen inside me brought me so close to
having an orgasm, but not quite.

?

But thankfully Dean was not finished. He realized he had not brought me
to that final plateau of pleasure, and he again moving his magnificent
organ inside me. That was all it took. In less that a minute I had the
most wonderful orgasm that I have ever had. I had never had a vaginal
orgasm in my life. I had heard and read so much about them. My husband
had tried so hard to give me orgasms that way, but he never succeeded.

When Deans sated penis fell out of me Dean looked at the clock. Then he
looked at me and said, "The heck with the club. I am going to spend the
night with you. My nuts aint empty yet....You are the best fuck I
have ever had. I have never been in a tighter pussy. I cant believe you
have had babies come out of there."

Dean did call the club and tell them that he was unable to get back for
the closing, but I guess he told them he would be back at eight oclock
in the morning for his cleaning job. We were soon back in bed together.
I had never enjoyed the feel of a man so much as I did that night. It
was wonderful. I did not really care for more sex, but the touching,
hugging and kissing was gorgeous.

I did not stop Dean when he entered me again later. I was already so
satisfied and ready for sleep, but once he was inside me I was wide
awake and enjoying the feel of him so immensely. That time Dean lifted
my legs up over his shoulders. When my husband had done it I never
really liked it, but with Dean it felt very good. I think it must have
made my clitoris more sensitive or something, and I soon had another
orgasm. And when Dean again flooded me with his semen I almost had
another orgasm. But that time Dean lost his erection before he could
bring me all the way. Still, it felt so very good.

After some more hugging and a trip to the bathroom I was ready for
sleep. I think I did something foolish by fondling Deans penis because
he soon had another erection. When I turned over to go to sleep he asked
me if he could put his penis in me from the rear. I tacitly raised my
leg, and I felt his now very erect member gently sliding into me. It was
a wonderful way to go to sleep.

Sometime later I think I was awakened by Deans gentle thrusting into
me. Soon he pushed in hard, stopped thrusting and again ejaculated. I
did not know a man could ejaculate so many times in one night, but again
I could feel the warmth of his semen. I squeezed his hand to acknowledge
what he had just done, and then I was again sound asleep very quickly.

I awakened shortly before six in the morning to go to the toilet. What a
mess! I had dried semen on my legs, and fresh semen dripping out of me.
When I urinated I think I forced out as much semen as urine. It did not
seem possible that a man could have so much of that stuff.

Dean went to the toilet after me, and I was almost back to sleep when he
crawled in alongside me. He cuddled up against me, and I could feel his
thick penis growing firmer. He pushed it against my behind and reached
around to play with a nipple. After very little love-play he again had
his turgid organ inside me. All ideas of more sleep were gone. Again
Dean placed my legs over his shoulders and he lifted my butt off the bed
before he was all the way in. I did not enjoy it at first, but after a
few of his gentle pushes it began to feel much better. Again he emptied
himself in me. It did not take so long as I had feared. In fact I really
did not think he would have an ejaculation. Well, he did, and he gave me
another very generous quantity of his semen.

We cuddled and kissed for about an hour. It was almost seven oclock,
and I expected him to get out of bed and shower. I even offered to make
him breakfast. Instead he pushed his still turgid sex organ back into me
and began pumping. I did not want any more sex, but I did not resist.
Who knows when I would have a penis inside me again? Well, that time I
dont think Dean ejaculated, but he did have a climax. He let me know
that, but I did not feel any warmth before he softened He dressed
hurriedly and raced out the door.


?

I lay there rehashing the most wonderful night of sex that I had ever
had. I never dreamed that a man could have sex so often in one night,
and I never dreamed that I would actually enjoy having a man ejaculate
in me so many times. I have always liked the feeling of having the man
ejaculate in me, but I think that I had liked it much more this past
night. I think that the risky behavior of receiving a mans sperm which
could impregnate me was a big factor, especially considering that the
man squirting all that semen into me was of a different race. Dean had
told me several times that he could not make babies, but I did not
really believe that. Even if he had not performed very good that first
time he entered me he did make up for it in a grand and wonderful way.

At work the next day I was worried that Dean might try to be lovey-dovey
with me, but he was strictly business. The women in the office knew that
I had gone to Deans club , so they wanted to know all about it. I told
them how much I enjoyed the dancing and most of the dancers, but that I
did have to endure some pretty foul language. Of course they wanted to
know how far I had gone with Dean. I told them that he had taken me to
my door, and that I gave him a thank-you kiss before he departed. He had
been strictly a gentleman. I had a feeling that many of them did not
belief me. I am a poor liar, anyway.

A few nights later Dean took my boys and me to dinner at Dennys. At
work Dean had never said a word about our intimacies, but that evening
every time we were alone he would make remarks about what he was going
to do to me that evening. I did not like his talk, and I knew that the
boys certainly heard some of it. I decided that he was not going to get
in my bed that evening. I would let him know who was in charge.

Back home we had coffee and cake, and Dean played with the boys a little
too vigorously. Soon Dean was at my side on the sofa. At first I would
not allow him to put his arm around me, but it feel good being so close
to him, and soon he was holding me.

After the boys had been in bed about ten minutes something very
unexpected occurred. We could hear the boys talking and laughing before
suddenly their door opened and my five-year-old son appeared. "We want
to talk to Mr. Williams, but not you Mommy." Dean smiled and went into
their bedroom, but he left the door ajar. I moved over and eavesdropped.

"Are you going to fuck my mommy tonight?" he asked, giggling loudly with
my other son. I was shocked!

After a moment of silence I heard Dean say, "Well, I dont know. Do you
want me to?" That was followed with a resounding "yes" from my boys.

After some more giggling Dean got the boys back in bed and returned to
me, all smiles. "Well, I got permission to screw you," laughed Dean. He
repeated what I had already heard.

I wanted Dean to leave after hearing that disturbing conversation, but
in ten minutes I knew I wanted Dean in my bed again. Dean did not leave
until after midnight. Again it was wonderful sex, and Dean made me have
two orgasms with his lovely penis.

The next evening I learned what prompted my sons question the previous
evening. Two evenings earlier I had used my babysitter when I attended a
baby shower. My older son told me that my sitters mother had seen Dean
leave my apartment Sunday morning, and she had told her daughter that a
black man had spent the night with me. The sitter had told my boys that
the man had spent the night so he could "fuck" their mother. The boys
did understand what that implied. I was very surprised. And I decided I
better find another babysitter.

Dean had promised my sons that he would come over Sunday and fix their
flat bike tires. He had dinner with us, and we spent three hours in bed
again. It was wonderful sex. I liked him more every time.

That next week I heard some disconcerting news at work. Apparently Dean
bragged to a coworker that he had sex a couple times with one of the
women in the office. The word spread , and it soon reached me. Of course
all the women in the office suspected that I was the woman. When Dean
came over that evening I confronted him. He denied telling anyone about
our relationship.

But I soon had another problem. My period had not started on time. I was
never more than two days late. Afer five days I had the feeling that I
was pregnant. I had been there before. I did not say anything to Dean
until I bought a test kit, and it showed that I was indeed pregnant. I
accused Dean of lying to me about his inability to father babies. He
stuck by his low sperm count story. I wanted to believe him.

I waited until a few days before my next period was due before I went to
the doctor. He confirmed my pregnancy. When I told Dean the bad news,
and that I would have to get an abortion we had our first argument. He
insisted that I have the baby. He claimed that he was so happy and proud
to be able to be a father.

Well, within two days everyone at the factory heard the news that Dean
had "knocked up" the white woman coworker. And I think every employee
believed that it was I. I was furious, and I told Dean I did not want to
see him anymore. He insisted that he had not said a word to anyone in
the workplace. I did not believe him.

?

The last straw was having our office manager call me in for a chat. She
asked me point-blank whether I had ever had sex with Dean, and whether I
was indeed pregnant. "Your are causing a lot of gossip and disruption
here, and I suggest that you look for another job," she finally said.
That day I went home in tears. I told Dean to stay away. I did not want
to see him again.

About a week after my second period was due - I was about seven weeks
pregnant - I awakened early in the morning with severe cramps in my
lower abdomen. I was spotting the sheet, but it was too light for
menstrual blood. I called 911, and after I answered their questions they
took me to the hospital.

I had surgery immediately to stop the internal bleeding. My baby was
growing in my Fallopian tube, and the tube had ruptured. I remained in
the hospital for three days.

Later that day I called a coworker to let her know that I was in the
hospital and to tell our boss that I would not be in for a couple days.
I told her that I had female problems again, but she suspected that it
was an abortion problem. I thought she was a trusted friend, but I guess
the whole factory knew where I was by the days end.

That evening Dean came to see me. Even he did not believe my story. He
suspected I had taken something to induce an abortion.

When I returned to work the women in the office were very nice to me.
They all suspected that my surgery had something to do with a pregnancy,
but I kept them guessing.

Later when I went to Deans office to collect the invoices I did not see
him. I was told that he had been fired the previous day after he had
admitted to impregnating me. He had supposedly been discharged for
selling company property without permission. Everyone knew that he had
sold some old machinery parts for scrap . The plant manager had told him
to get rid of it. Well, that was the excuse for discharging him, but it
was pure racism. He had impregnated a white woman, and had bragged about it.

When Dean came around and begged forgiveness I relented and allowed him
in my apartment. He was so sweet and very concerned for my welfare.
Every day he was job hunting, but he could find nothing but temporary
work. I was not too happy at my job, either, and I decided to look around.

Before I started having sex with Dean again I began taking birth control
pills. I did not tell him that. I sensed that he wanted to try to make
another baby in me. By a month after my surgery he was trying very hard.
He was so good to me and the boys. He wanted to move in withe me, but I
was not ready for that yet.

About two months after he lost his job he also lost his bouncer job for
several weeks. The club was closed for repeated liquor violations. I
knew he was getting desperate for money, but I never dreamed he would do
what he did next.

One Saturday evening He called me, telling me he was in jail. He said he
had been stopped for a traffic violation, and the officers had found
drugs in his car. He had two friends in the car, and he said the drugs
belonged to them. They had denied ownership.

What he next told me was just horrible. "Since I had that prior drug rap
Ill get seven years for having those drugs in the car. Now here is the
proposition: those two guys said that if they can have sex with you
tomorrow after they get out on bail they will admit in court Monday
morning that they owned the drugs. I know its an awful thing, but will
you do that for me?" he asked, almost crying.

What could I say? I knew about his drug conviction and his probation. I
had to help him. I agreed that the two men could come see me Sunday.
"They have to use condoms," I told Dean.

Sunday morning about ten oclock three men appeared at my apartment. The
men said that after the phone call they had changed their demand to
include their drug supplier, and that Dean was supposed to call me. The
third man was just a kid. He was very tall, and very skinny. I guessed
him to be only 18 or 19. The two others were also rather tall, and also
very heavy.

The men wanted to watch, but I would not do it that way. I took one man
at a time into the bedroom. They were neatly dressed and smelled clean.
No problem there. Both men wanted me to suck on their penises first, but
I refused. I did kiss the penises of the older men, and I used my tongue
sparingly on them in order to help get them hard. They absolutely
refused to use condoms, and insisted that Dean had not said a word about
that.

The last man already had an erection when he took off his pants. His
penis was very long and very thin. His penis had a large upper bend to
it, and I even wondered if he could get it inside me without hurting me.
Well, he did, and because of that upward bend he gave me some nice
feelings. I had heard of the G spot in women, and I guess that is what
he was rubbing. He was a quick shooter, though, so the pleasure did not
last very long.

After that last man had ejaculated he remained on me and began talking.
"Boy, I did not want to pay $100 to fuck you, but you were worth it. I
sure hope I can fuck you again. Ive never fucked a grown woman before,
only young girls. I am sixteen now, and only women for me from now on."
My God! Only eighteen!

Before he finished dressing I managed to learn from him that the three
men had paid Dean money to have sex with me. He had bought and sold
drugs for his uncle, and his uncle had rewarded him by bringing him
along for sex with me. He did not know the facts, so he did not hesitate
to tell me the truth. Dean was not, and had not, been arrested the day
before. I cried most of that day.

Sunday evening Deal called he knew that I knew about his duplicity. I
told him I never wanted to see him again. He begged for forgiveness, and
told me how desperate he was for money and to find a job. I did feel
very sorry for him.

I did not hear from Dean all week. His club reopened that next Friday
night, so I went down to see him. He was not there. The manager thought
he had gone to California to seek a job.

I later called his sister-in-law. She told me that he had gone to Las
Vegas to interview for a job as a health club manager.

That was good news, but what she told me next was not so good. She told
me that Dean had been married to a white woman when he was in college,
which I already knew, but she told me that he had fathered two daughters
with her. He was behind in his child support payments.

I have never seen or heard from Dean after I learned more about his
past. I will never forget the wonderful times we had. I wish we could
have parted ways in different circumstances. That is life.


****************************************

Black cock for Mrs. C

My name is Natalie but everyone calls me Mrs. C because our last name is
Cunningham after that old TV show. This all happened over Thanksgiving
Holiday. My only child, my sweet nineteen year old daughter Lexi came
home to Naperville about 140 miles north of Champaign where she attends
the University of Illinois. Lexi is 21 and  in her Senior year in
college and she has the nicest boyfriend Jeff that she has been dating
since last year. My husband and I love Jeff, we hoped she would bring
him home with her, but he had a family gathering of his own and was
unable to make it.

Lexi's dad and I were so glad to see her since it was her first trip
home in quite a while. We chatted and had a good afternoon together but
come evening she and some of her High school girl friends all decided to
go out. We didnt think much about it and went to bed my husband got up
and went to work like always with Thanksgiving being the next day I
readied the house for the dinner. About nine I decided I to make Lexi a
big breakfast like I used to when she was home on the weekend. I walked
into her bed room to let her know that breakfast was ready and I was
shocked to see my baby girl on her hands and knees. A large dark skinned
black man in his late to middle thirties standing behind her. He had the
biggest fattest cock I had ever seen and he was pounding her pussy from
behind.

I stood there in shock for I dont know how long watching them caught up
in there enjoyment of the moment. Realizing what was happening I backed
out of the room pulling the door shut behind me. I went back to the
kitchen and turned off breakfast. The sight of my daughter enjoying sex,
something I never even let mind think about got me thinking about a
brief affair I had with a black man several years earlier.

The vision of the dark sweaty older man and my daughter and my affair
got my nipples hard and my pussy twitching. I felt my breast as I walked
unconsciously to my bedroom. Locking the door as I closed it my fingers
slipped inside my blouse rubbing my left nipple my thumb pinched it
lightly. It was stiff and sensitive. I dug thru my panty drawer and
found my trusty Vibrator I had not used it in a month or so since my
husband was away on a trip. God I hoped the batteries were good. I
kicked off my shoes and pushed my skirt and panties to the floor.
Unbuttoning my top and losing my bra I thought about the sight I had
just seen my daughter being fucked so hard and joyously by the large
black man her hair was wet and matted from sweat. His muscles flexing
and shiny as his hips thrust in and out His long fat dick penetrating my
daughter.

My fingers were trembling as I switched on the vibrator. I rubbed it up
and down the slit of my dripping pussy moistening the tip. I rubbed my
clit with the fingers on my other hand as I slipped it in all the way.
Mm How I wished the machine was bigger, as big as the real cock
slamming mercilessly into my teenage daughter. My mind raced back to
when I had an affair with a black man I had met at the gym how he would
fuck me from behind while holding and pulling on my tits. How his big
dick would fill my pussy more than my husband ever would. How his balls
felt slapping on my clit making me cum and beg to cum again and again.
My mind was back on my Daughter and her lover upstairs her small C cup
tits hanging and swaying with every thrust of the older black man
fucking her in her bed. How she rocked back into his long black dick
taking as much as she could get in to her small shaved pussy the little
curly landing strip of blond hair just above her clit. The sound of his
balls slapping her clit below and the moans of her pleasure. The smell
of sweat and sex still filled my nostrils. My hips rocked as I slipped
the vibrator deeper into my soaking pussy. I then pulled it back out and
rubbed the tip on my clit. I moaned in delight remembering how I loved
having my pussy filled with a long fat dick and being stretched open and
pounded mercilessly.


?

Having a strange man other than my husband filling it with thick white
cum. My fingers worked on my nipples as I slipped the vibrator in and
out of my pussy. My juices running like a river down the crack of my ass
tickling my little ass hole. It made me remember the few times I gave my
virgin ass to my black lover. I thought about how I learned to take my
lover's big thick cock into my throat, something I had never done for my
husband, even when we were first dating. I remember wow he made me feel
like a so sexual and uninhibited and how I would do anything to please him.

?

I could hear the bed upstairs right above me rocking hard and my
daughter moaning for him to fuck her harder. The bed bouncing on the
floor from the mighty thrust his body was giving her. My fingers slipped
back down to my clit as I rubbed and slapped at it the vibrator buzzing
deep in my hungry little pussy. I wanted him in here with me I wanted a
real dick pounding my pussy. I wanted to feel him cum deep in my pussy.
I heard my daughter screaming in pleasure and him moan loud. Then the
squeaking of the bed ceased. My fingers soaking with my juices rubbed my
clit I shoved the dildo deep and I too came hard. My orgasm started
strong with a glowing rush. My fingers never ceased to work my clit and
pussy it rolled thru my body curling my toes making my breast tingle. I
pushed the vibrator deeper the tips of my fingers deep in my pussy
holding it there. I screamed as the last of my orgasm left my body. I
slowly pulled it free of my puffy satisfied pussy. Turning it off I lay
motionless on the bed panting heavily. Like my daughter and her lover
were upstairs.

My fingers rested softly on my clit and left breast enjoying the last
few sensations that rippled thru my body. I was unaware how long I lay
there but some time later I heard the front door close. I went to my
bathroom and washed my face and body after getting dressed I went back
upstairs to Lexi's room. She was curled naked in her blankets a smile on
her face, there were several Kleenex scattered around the room all
covered in the cum of her black lover. I picked them up cleaning like a
good mother always does. I paused for a brief second and inhaled the
scent of his sperm and my daughters juices before discarding them into
the trash. Sitting on the side of my dearest Lexis bed I told her that
I had seen her having sex with the older black man. I reminded her how
her father was not a racist man but that it would kill him if he ever
found his daughter fucking a black man. How he still believed his
daughter was pure and still his baby girl. I told Lexi that she should
never bring a black man into the house again. We both agreed that he
should never know of this. My mind raced back to my black lover and how
I had brought him into our house and into my bed many times before. It
made me yearn to have one in my bed right now. I helped my daughter get
up and into the shower I realized how much of a beautiful woman she had
become. A younger smaller version of myself.


******************************************************************

My Little Slut Wife

I married my college sweetheart the summer after we both graduated, and
after our honeymoon in Nassau with lots of sun and love making, we moved
into our new home, a small apartment just outside of Boston. The
apartment was in an old house that had been divided into four apartment
units.

Before we were married, without knowing many details, I was aware that
Maryanne had a bit on a reputation back in her home town, and liked to
flirt with other guys and men, and perhaps fool around some, but I was
totally in love with her and believed that once we were married she
would never even look at another guy. In hindsight, its obvious that I
was very nave, as I should known that her need for male attention and
her appetite for mens bodies was not going to change just because she
was married. I dont believe when we got married she intended to
continue being a little slut, but I guess we both should have known.
They say that love is blind, and I believe it.

Within a few weeks of settling into our new life as a married couple we
became friendly with another resident in our apartment house, a black
graduate student at a local university. John was about the same age as
Maryanne and me, and we enjoyed each others company. We soon fell into
a routine of getting together a few time a week in my living room in the
evening to sip wine and relax.

One evening I noticed that John and Maryanne seemed to be flirting a
little, and I became uncomfortable when the conversation drifted into
areas that seemed improper for my wife to be engaged in. For example,
Maryanne mentioned an article she had read in Playboy magazine, and that
lead into a discussion of mens magazines and women who posed in the nude.

That night in bed Maryanne teased me about being upset with her over the
sexy conversation with John that evening, which lead to us getting
turned on and fooling around. And while we were playing with each other,
she asked, in a teasing way, would I be upset if she let John ever see
her in the nude? She kept up the teasing while she played with my cock,
until I agreed she could do it, but of course I thought this was all a
fantasy game and nothing would ever come of it.


A few days later John stopped in for a visit after dinner, and as usual,
we sat around for an hour or so talking and drinking wine. At one point,
Maryanne stood and, announced she was getting tired and was going to get
ready for bed. John and I continued to talk and drink while I could hear
the shower running in the bathroom.

I was about ready to call it quits for the night when Maryanne came back
into the living room. She had a towel wrapped around her wet hair, and
was wearing a long, very modest bathrobe, and picked up a glass of wine
for herself. Even though she was fully covered I didnt like her being
in the same room as John and not being properly dressed. And she seemed
a little nervous, excited perhaps.

She finished her drink and stood up to get another one. As she was
sitting back down she said she was a little warm, and proceeded to
unbutton her bathrobe and flip it partially open. I could see that all
she had underneath was a skimpy see-through night gown. I was stunned,
didnt know what to say, and John just sat there and tried to act like
everything was normal, but I could see his eyes were glued on Maryannes
body.

I felt myself somewhat scared, but at the same time starting to get
turned on. Within a few minutes Maryanne, my sweet and loving bride of
almost two months, said she was still warm, and asked me if it would be
okay if she removed her robe. Neither John or I spoke, not sure I could,
so she slipped out of the robe and stood there in a sexy pose before
sitting down next to me on the couch again.

Seemed that none of us knew what to do next.

After a few minutes, Maryanne announced that she was going to bed soon,
and perhaps it was time for good night kisses. She stood up and bent
over to kiss me, giving John a nice view of her beautiful ass, and asked
me if it would be okay to kiss John good night, as she had never kissed
him before. I said okay, just a little one. So she walked over to him,
bent over, giving me the lovely view of her ass, and kissed him, She
then returned to me and gave me a long passionate kiss, told me she
loved me, would always love me, and then went back to John and sat on
his lap. The two of them kissed and kissed; seemed they would never
stop. I could see her hands start to wander around his body, and his
hands caressing her ass. Had they done this before or was this the first
time?

Then she slipped down on the floor in front of him, turned to me and
asked if she could so something special to John. I was sitting there in
a stunned state, knowing but not wanting to know what she meant, but
managed to nod my assent, and she proceeded to open his pants, pull out
his stiff black cock and put it in her mouth.. I sat there without
taking my eyes off the scene in front of me, watched the back of her
head moving up and down, listening to the sucking sounds, and finally,
watched as he shot his load into her mouth, heard her gag for a minute
and then gulp down his cum. I almost shot my own load in my pants.

She then said good night to us both and headed off to bed, telling me to
hurry to join her. John left immediately, and soon I was naked in bed
with my wife enjoying her luscious nude body. After a long and
passionate kiss, she whispered in my ear that she had forgotten to brush
her teeth , and could I taste Johns cum? I told her I loved her and
stuck my tongue back into her mouth as far as I could.

We talked later that night and in the days that followed about that
night with John. I told her she could blow him again whenever she wanted
to, and she asked, what about fucking him? And what about the bachelor
who lived in the apartment behind ours? How did I like being married to
a whore? I told her I loved her and yes, I found her sexiness a real
turn on. Yes, marriage to Maryanne was not going to be what I had
thought, but I knew thought I was going to like it


**********************************************************************

Discovering Black Cock

We had just been stationed back to Germany and were staying in temporary
married quarters. There wasn't much to do as far as entertainment,
especially since it was hard to find child care. There was a TV set in
the room, but good old AFN only had one channel, so we spent a lot of
time in the shared kitchen area after the kids were in bed.

We met a few interesting folks there, in particular a black couple that
shared some of our interests. My wife was very friendly with them.

About two days later an unaccompanied black soldier arrived and moved in
the room across from ours and he struck up a friendship with the black
couple and my wife. As I often would stay in the room preparing my
uniform for the next day and watching the kids, they socialize quite a
lot without me.

A couple days later my wife told me she had been invited to play cards
with her friends and the fellow across the hall, I asked where the card
game was and she said it was across the hall in his room.

I said that I was alright with her playing cards with them and to have
fun. It wasn't late so I took care of the kids and a couple of times my
wife came over to check on them.

I asked if she was having fun and she told me that they were really
having a good time playing cards and joking around.

Later that evening, I had put the kids to bed and had just finished my
shower and was in the bathroom putting my underwear on, when my wife
came rushing in the room and called out my name.

I told her I was in the bathroom and she came in and asked what I was
doing, I told her I had just finished my shower.

She looked at me kind of funny and asked "Did you play with yourself?"

I told her that I had not, and she said "Good."

I asked her why she wanted to know if I had jerked off in the shower and
she got a big grin on her face and reached in her jeans pocket and
pulled out a pair of black panties and showed them to me.

She then lowered the zipper and pulled open the top of her jeans
exposing the hair at the top of her pussy and said "See no panties."

I asked her why she had taken off her panties, "Did you wet yourself
laughing?"

She said "No silly, I did it!"

I played along with her cryptic explanation and asked her "What did you
do?"

She then looked at me and said "I fucked him, I fucked a black man!"

I think I said something like "Wow," and then she took my hand and
pulled me into the bedroom.

She was saying "Hurry, if you want to have the freshest just fucked
pussy you've ever had," because not five minutes ago, his black cock was
filling my pussy with his sperm.

My cock went from rest to attention in about two seconds.

I stripped off my underwear as she was pulling off her jeans and she
pushed me back on the bed, climbed over me and placed her soaking wet
pussy down on top of my cock and began to slide her pussy up and down on
my cock.

She looked me in the eyes and asked me "Am I wet enough?"

All I could say was a resounding "YES."

She continued to slide up and down for a moment more and then paused and
asked me "Are you ready?"

I just nodded and she arched her back and my cock lined up with her
pussy hole and in one motion, I slid inside of her just fucked, wet pussy.

Her pussy has always felt good when she comes home from a date full of
her lovers sperm, but this time it was so fresh and warm, the feeling
was indescribable. Also knowing that she had just fucked a black man
really added to my excitement.


His sperm didn't have much of a chance to escape as she told me later
that as soon as he came in her, he pulled out and she jumped into her
jeans, sans panties, telling him she had better get back so her husband
didn't worry about her.

It felt like I had just put my cock into a pool of liquid fire, her
pussy was so open, it felt like I had...lets just say, it was the best
her pussy ever felt up to this point.

She then just pushed down on my cock allowing me to savor the moment,
and asked me "Are you proud of me?"

I asked her what she meant and she replied "Well, I just fucked my first
black cock!"

I told her yes that I was proud of her, and asked if she had enjoyed it,
she said she did, then she resumed a slow sensuous fuck.

As we were fucking she asked me "How does it feel, fucking your wife's
pussy, knowing that I was just fucked by a black man, and I am full of
his sperm?"

Well, I told her that it felt really, really good and I was glad she had
done it.

I tell you, I was so excited that it took me less than 5 minutes to come
in my wife's pussy, what an incredible orgasm I had. She loves it when I
fuck her after her dates, she knows she will always get a big load from
me. But this time it was like a volcanic eruption.

She just pushed down on my cock as I began to come and purred and said
"I love it when you fill my naughty pussy full of your sperm."

This all happened so fast we didn't have a chance for her to tell me
what happened, so after I grew soft and pulled out of her, I got a look
at her pussy. Her pussy lips were engorged, red and wide open, and I
watched as our sperm oozed from her hole onto the bed sheets.

We then laid down side by side and I put my arm under her head and she
snuggled up close to me and asked me if I wanted to know how it
happened. I told her that of course I wanted to know, so she began to
tell me her story.

She began to tell me that over the course of a few days of socializing
with him she found he was a nice guy and that she was maybe a little bit
attracted to him. She guessed that subconsciously she wondered what it
would be like to fuck him.

So when she was invited to play cards with him, she jumped at the chance
to be close to him. She intentionally did not invite me to come play, so
that there were only four people in the game. She made sure she was his
partner so she could sit close to him.

As the night wore on, she told me that we had all been laughing and
teasing during the card game, leading way to a little sexual innuendo
here and there between my wife and him. She said there was a little
footsie here a little touch there and lots of flirting going on.

After a couple of hours, the other couple got up to leave, and the other
wife said to my wife, "Looks like you guys want to be alone." My wife
just looked at her and winked.
My wife went on to tell me that as soon as the door closed she went up
to him and began to kiss him, he immediately responded by pulling her
close and running his hands over her body. She said they continued to
make out and she felt his cock begin to get hard against her.

She then reached down and felt his cock through his pants and said "I
want that." She then stripped off her jeans and panties and laid on the
bed, he followed by removing his clothes.

This was the first time she had seen a black cock and she said she had
thoughts of how it was taboo for a white woman to fuck a black man, let
alone a married white woman. She said it really did add to the
excitement of fucking him.

They then laid together on his bed and fondled each other for a short
time, and she said to him "We have to make this quick, my husband is
waiting for me."

So she laid back, opened her legs and he climbed on top, she raised up
on her elbows to get a good view as she watched his black cock sliding
into her white, married pussy. She said it was incredibly erotic, sexy
and taboo all at the same time watching his black cock fuck her pussy.
She then laid back and they began to fuck in earnest, she remembers how
good it felt as it had been around six months since she had fucked
another man, and here she was fucking a black man.

She said he was very energetic and he lasted maybe ten minutes. She
assumed it had been some time since he had fucked anyone, cause she said
when he came in her, she said he kept pumping his sperm in her for what
seemed forever.

At this point I must tell you, my wife says that one of her favorite
parts of fucking other men is when they come in her pussy. She loves the
feeling of their cocks growing and pulsing inside of her, squirting her
pussy full of their sperm.

She also loves knowing that when she gets home, I am going to be so
excited sliding my cock into her naughty pussy, feeling her lovers sperm
surrounding my cock.

She laid there feeling her pussy being filled with his sperm, thinking
how happy I was going to be when I find out she just got fucked. She
then got up and quickly got dressed.

She paused a moment at the door and asked if he would like to fuck her
again the next morning after the kids went to school? He said he would
love to and she told him to come over to our room about 9:30 am. She
told him, that way we would have a couple hours to fuck and play around.

She then left his room and walked the few steps to our room.

By this time my cock had recovered and she spread her legs and I entered
her pussy in one thrust.

I was in heaven, and I told her so.

She remarked by saying "I guess you like knowing your wife just fucked a
black cock!"

After I shot another load of sperm in her, we relaxed and after a bit,
we got up to shower.

When she got up she looked at the bed sheets and told me to look at the
wet spot on the sheets. I looked down and there was a huge wet area
where her butt had been.

She remarked as to how much there was and said "I hope there is more
tomorrow morning after he leaves, and you come home for your desert."

Unfortunately I got stuck at my office and couldn't make it home for
lunch, but I can tell you, there was a nice sized pool of dried sperm
and pussy juice on the sheet, where she had fucked him that morning, but
I had to wait till the kids went to sleep before I could fuck my wife.
It wasn't as wet as last night, but it sure was good, I really liked
this new chapter of my wife's dating days.


***************************************************************

The Thrill of Watching

My wife definitely is the love of my life. And beautiful. 5 feet 5 and
blonde, I have always regarded myself as a lucky man. Donna has ALWAYS
turned heads but I trust her 100 percent... at least I used to.

We had always had a trusting relationship until one very drunken and
sorry night when we went to a club. Donna was never one to shake that
booty, but after downing a few mixed drinks I convinced her to get out
there with me and dance... she is so sexy!! She loves to wear mini
skirts and on this night she had a white one on with a thong that made
me and others drool. I noticed that Donna was particularly horny as she
dirty danced with me and grabbed at my crotch from time to time. I in
turn didn't miss the chance to feel her up in public myself. She was a
shy lady and would never let me do this if not for the fact that she was
blasted!! Well I had had my fill of dancing for the night but Donna
wanted to keep on going, so it took all of 10 seconds for her to attract
the attention of three men. One of these men was black.

Now I am not prejudiced at all but the idea of someone of different
color paying attention to my wife didn't appeal to me. On a break, I
mentioned this to her and she said not to worry... "I wont let him near
me" Well famous last words and before I knew it, the two of them were
clearly into each other. One time I caught him grabbing her ass as if to
feel those creamy thighs of hers. She didn't resist. I was green with
jealousy and went to chat with the man. His name was Mike and when I
discussed the fact that this was my wife he was dancing with, he told me
that I might as well give her to me now, that by the end of the night he
would have her!! Then he laughed and told me he was just kidding and
that they were just dancing.

He went back to the floor just as Donna left the bathroom, as they
passed she played a little grab ass with him and he with her.

After watching them dance and caress for about 20 minutes out there, I
decided to get some air and then try to get her to come home. After
about 10 minutes I returned to find neither of them around. Alarmed I
searched for hem high and low and didn't find anyone who saw them.

I went back outside and down the street a bit. Still nothing. So I just
was turning back when I noticed two figures in the dark behind a van. I
heard muffled sounds and realized that one of the figures was kneeling
in front of the other and from the looks, there was sexual activity
going on. I was turning around when I recognized the purse on the ground
as Donnas. 

I crept closer and could see in the moonlight her lips wrapped around a
large piece of meat... My God, she was giving this black man a blow job
right on the street!! My thoughts turned from jealousy to focusing on
the hard on that grew in my jeans. I could hear his voice , "yeah baby,
lick that black shaft... Mm. yeah baby take it all". Well this really
turned me on as I saw Donna struggle to take in what looked like a good
9 inch rod. While gagging, he kept encouraging her to go deeper. I also
realized that her mini was raised above her hips and Mike had his hand
well into her pussy. I then heard him tell her that they needed to get
into his van (behind them) and get more room. She resisted, telling him
that her husband would be looking for her and that she needed to get
back inside. He agreed surprisingly... but told her to slip away once
she checked in with me. My heart sank as she readily agreed... I hurried
back inside and waited.


After 5 minutes, here she came... I asked where the Hell she was and she
told me that she went out to get some air... I told her ok. I knew just
what was going on and she said that she wanted to dance some more and
then she went off again... I knew she was going to be with Mike... drunk
as she was I knew she was going to get fucked by him. After another 5
minutes, I went to the van and saw a light on. peeking inside I saw a
most astonishing sight... there my baby was... clad only in her thong,
really taking Mike all the way down into her throat, while his hands
were all over her breasts... stroking them and massaging them as she
moaned and slurped.

When I saw what she was swallowing, I knew that she would not even think
about allowing him to fuck her as she had always fantasized about a
large dick in her pussy. He instructed her to get on her knees. She told
him that she was used to a smaller size and to be careful. At that he
slowly slipped it into her waiting dripping pussy and she gasped as he
kept moving it farther and farther. She finally yelled in pain as he had
most of it in. Then in one final thrust, he got it all the way in as she
screamed and then they began to move in rhythm and Donna literally was
in tears as this black man fucked her right up her sloppy pussy. She
squealed in pleasure as he started banging my wife's pussy harder and
harder and the van was rocking. I could see his black pole enter my
wife's hot pussy time after time as she took it and took it.

My God, I realized I was stroking my dick thru my jeans as my wife was
getting pounded by this stranger. Very quickly he told her that he was
close and she told Mike she wanted to taste his hot juices and about 30
seconds later her pulled out and turned her over and spurted his cum
into her mouth as she jacked him off. The sperm ran down her chin as he
just kept spouting. I was amazed at the size of her pussy lips! She was
so excited to have that black dick in her. I stroked off and came into
my underwear as she finished licking every drop. She slipped her clothes
back on and told him thank you... He replied by taking one last lick of
that juicy pussy and they moved to the back of the van to leave... I
scurried back inside and barely beat her back. I asked how was the
dancing and she replied... delicious


********************************************************************

Big John

Al and Joyce had purchased a three story condo in the city. As the
entire unit need renovation it worked out well for Al, being a security
geek he had to have every room wired for sound and video. He had it
hooked up to a large desktop computer which allowed the operator to zoom
in or out and change angles as there was several units operating in each
rooms.

He worked for a large dairy combine they allowed their executives to us
company personnel and vehicles for moving locally. Al left the handling
of that to the plant manager. Moving day went off without a hitch as the
manager had sent big John to supervise. John was 66 and weighted 265.
He seemed to be all muscle. Plus he is black. As he arrived home Joyce
was still unpacking boxes. She told Al it was going to take a month to
get everything put away properly.

At dinner she joked about big John, how friendly he was the fact that he
always seemed to be close by her if she needed something moved. Al joked
with her perhaps he got the hots for you. Looking Al straight in the
eye she smiled and responded he could make a girl cream her jeans with
his smile.

Over the next three weeks Al showed Joyce how to use the system both
while at the computer and remotely.

Wednesday afternoon he left his office, once in the car and on his way
he called Joyce. The phone rang four times before she answered. Hi babe
Im on my way how was your day? After a slight pause he heard Joyces
voice it had a hint of she had a few glasses of wine. Well today has
been very interesting to say the least.
Really like what?
Well I had big John over hear most of the afternoon.
Really what did he want?
Apparently he wants to fill my pussy and ass with his cum. Al was
shocked as she continued, I turned the system on so you can see the
afternoons events but he said hed like to come back around 7:30 for a
party.
What did you tell him?
He should call first so we can discuss it.
Do you want to have him over?
Id love too, when you see the playback youll understand why. He in a
round about way told me he hasnt cum in three weeks since he moved us,
all he has thought about is my ass.
Ill be their in fifteen minutes have a drink ready for me please.
See you in a few babe.

Al arrived in ten minutes and walked in, he put his keys down and headed
for the upstairs bedroom where he heard Joyce. Joyce was a very pretty
girl she was only five feet tall with 34c breasts, she had dirty blond
hair which went below her shoulders. She had a tight ass, shapely legs
and the most inviting set of hips and lips imaginable.

She was in the bathroom putting on a little makeup; she was wearing red
French cut lace panties and a red half bra which allowed her nipples to
stick out. He kissed her took his drink and went to the computer. Where
do I start from babe? She stuck her head from out of the bathroom,
from 2:08 living room. She ducked back inside.

For the next twenty minutes he fast forwarded the unit while she and
John made small talk and drank. At 4:11 John looked at Joyce come over
her and sit by me Joyce. She got up and walked over and started to sit
next to him, he pulled her onto his lap and stuck his tongue in her
mouth. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and started sucking on his
tongue. They must have kept this up for five or six minute. Then his
hand went between her legs, she spread them so he could get better
access to her wet pussy. Her hips were moving up and down on his hand
and he knew she was on the verge of an orgasm. In another few seconds
her body shuttered and she moaned loudly as she came. She held him
tightly as the waves of orgasmic pleasure moved over her. As the orgasm
ended she quickly scouted off his lap and moved the other end of the sofa.

Her face was still flushed; she looked at John Id like to thank you
for that.
I hope that will be just a taste as I want to fill your cunt and ass
completely full of my hot cum now!
Id love nothing better baby, I have a confession. Im happiest when my
pussy is completely full of cum and Ive sucked a load or two into my
belly, frankly I love warm cum so I guess Im a cum slut. The only thing
is Ive got to discuss this with Al first.

John looked at her, youre going to tell Al?
Yes Im sure it will be good with him but Ive got to tell him. Why not
call me at 7:30 if he good with it we can get together at 8?
Ok I guess I can do that. They continued too kissed, he groped her for
another twenty minutes before he left.

Wow he certainly wants you doesnt he?
You bet he does now its almost 7:30 what do I tell him?
Tell him to come over and well all have a drink and talk for a while.

The next minute the phone rang, she answered he saw her face light up.
She told John to come over and theyll have a drink and sit around. As
she hung up the phone she looked at Al, honey should I wear stockings?
No babe just put on shorts to hide what youve got on and lets get
downstairs.

At 7:50 the doorbell rang, Joyce opened it; John gave her a kiss on the
lips. He entered and saw Al, Hey John do you want a drink?
Sure would Al I brought some really cold beer so Ill take one and
maybe you could put the rest in the fridge.
Joyce was sitting on the left side of the sofa and John sat on the right
side, Al sat in a chair across from them. They made small talk for
almost 45 minutes all three consumed three more drinks each. John asked
wheres the bathroom was as all the beer he drank need to get out.


Joyce smiled down stairs to the right then the second door on the
right. No sooner had John gotten half way downstairs then Joyce jumped
up and pulled her shorts and top off. Al Im going down to be with him,
go up and watch the show.

Al walked into the bedroom and pushed the button for the downstairs
bathroom; Joyce had just put her hand on the door and opened it. John
was standing there black cock in hand just finishing his piss. Hi John
I thought Id come down and see if you need any help shaking him? Joyce
dropped to her knees and started sucking his cock for all she was worth.
Hey babes hold on what about Al? She looked up at him she took the
huge cock out of her mouth and said I thought I come down and see how
big it is and get it nice and hard, then if you want we can go back
upstairs and I can show Al what I found. She continued to suck and lick
his enormous black cock.

Finally she stopped sucking, she stood up and while still holding on to
it pulled him close. Baby just how big is that thing anyway? John
looked into her face smiling he replies 10 inches baby. Her jaw opened
she gasped and asked, have you had any woman take the whole thing, I
mean balls deep?
No but Im sort of hoping you will be the one. She stood their looking
at him for a long minute, finally she responded well my darling Im
certainly going to try, now its more important then ever to show Al.
John gave her a confused look, why is that?

Its simple if you do get it all the way in, the first time Ill be
sore for a week, but if you are happy with my pussy and continue to use
it on a regular basis Ill begin to stretch out to accommodate your
cock. Poor Al will not be able to get a good fucking if Im accustom to
you.
Dont forget your ass babe.
John that thing will never fit in their, if you try Ill need a
hospital and stitches.
Not true if I use a lot of lube youll be fine, before I leave tonight
Im sure youll be purring about the experience. She smiles and kept
slowly rubbing his cock, lets go upstairs and show Al.

Al was on his way back to his seat in the living room. They got to the
top of the stairs and Joyce looked at Al, honey, look what I found.
She pushed John onto the couch and started lightly kissing and sucking
the head of his enormous cock.

Al looked at John well have you ever gotten that thing completely in a
pussy? John looked at Al my friend Im hoping this girl is the one.
Al just shook his head in acknowledgement. Joyce never stopped sucking
on the cock. She picked her head up and looked at John. Baby I have a
large wet spot in my panties, she stood up and proudly displayed the
wet patch in the panties. I think its time we went upstairs she said
coyly. In unison they both looked at Al, OK with you? All he could say
was go for it.

As they entered the guest room and she closed the door she looked at
John. Is it true you havent cum in three weeks?
Yes ever since I saw you all I wanted was to unload in you.
Well Im flattered she said as she climbed on the bed.

She undid her bra as her tits sprung out; her nipples were rock hard and
sticking almost an inch out. She pulled her panties down and through
them on the floor. John went to work eating her pussy in less then three
minutes she grabbed his head and screamed Im going to cum dont stop
please. Her body shook from the power of the orgasm. It took her almost
a minute to get her breathing under control. She took the bed sheet and
wiped his face which was covered in pussy juice.

John climbed up and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy,
slowly he used the head of his cock to part the swollen lips, it rubbed
her clit slowly but with purpose. He pushed forward and the head plopped
in, he stopped and looked down at her. Are you ok? Does it feel good?
My god it feels wonderful please keep going baby just slowly.
John worked his cock slowly for at least five minutes, from the pictures
Al was seeing and from the noise coming from Joyce almost his entire
cock was in her.

John looked at Joyce babe Im going for it. As he thrust down as deep
as he could Joyce yelled.

Great! Dont stop John please keep fucking me oh yes it feels wonderful
fuck me.

John kept pumping his cock deep in her; his cock was past her cervix no
cock had ever made her feel this good. With every thrust down deep into
her she felt a shock deep in her pussy; she knew she couldnt hold it
back much longer.

Suddenly John stiffen, his cock felt like it was getting bigger, a shock
wave surged over her as she convulse in the most powerful orgasm of her
life. At that same moment she felt the first powerful blast from his
cock as his balls erupted blasting hot cum deep into her pussy. She
screamed with animal pleasure and continued to orgasm with every blast
of cum his cock deposited in her. Her body shook for two minutes before
she was breathing normally.

Her eyes were glassy, almost a dreamy look in them. She kissed his lips
honey your cock is still hard. John just continued to pump her again,
this time she had at least four orgasms before he she felt his cock
stiffen and blast yet another huge load of cum deep in her. He rolled
off her, as his cock plopped out of her pussy a river of cum started
flowing out of her. John smiled, honey how about I feed you this cum
instead of letting it go to waste? Joyce spread her legs wide oh yes
please I want every drop.

Fifteen minutes later she had swallowed every drop. John just lay their
smiling at her. You are truly my a cum slut, but I think its great.
Im your cum slut, my pussy is as sore as hell but it truly feels
wonderful Ive never had an orgasm like that in my life.
Well youre the first women to be able to handle the entire cock of
mine, unless you have a problem that pussy is mine! Joyce looked deep
into his eyes Im fine with that Al is just going to have to get
accustomed to it. She sat up and asked him you want a drink? I have to
go to the bathroom.
Yes and bring me a tube of lube as Im going to own your ass next.
Joyce looked into his eyes, baby Im your please not their Im afraid.
Joyce get me lube your ass needs my hot cum! She gave him a smile ok
give me a few minutes, she headed out of the guest room. Her and Al
bedroom was at the other end of the house and she saw the door open a
crack Al waved her to come in. She entered the room and Al closed the door.

They both looked at each other for a long minute, Al spoke. Was the
cock really that good?
Better honey I love you but that cock owns my pussy completely. Give me
your hand. She placed his hand on her pussy, his cum was still leaking
out of her. In no time at all his hand was covered with cum. She smiled
in a while my ass will be leaking with the same stuff, Im scared but
excited too. When he leaves Ill come in and well get me cleaned up.

Joyce walked out leaving Al with a hand full of cum. She got two drinks,
a wet wash cloth and a large jar of Vaseline. Back in the room John
outlines his plans for the weekend, which included her. He had been
gently rubbing her clit for at least a half hour. Her clit was standing
up rock hard, as were her nipples. John looked at her seems you may be
ready babe?
Im yours whatever you want me to do. John lubed her ass then inserted
two fingers a short time later a third. It didnt feel bad just
different. She felt his hands on her hips, as slight pressure and she
realized there was the head of his cock in her, he started pumping her
five minutes later she was moaning as an orgasm was about to erupt from
her pussy with his cock deep in her bowls, she screamed as her climax
sent her in spasms, she felt the familiar feeling of hot cum being
pumped into the bowels, the feeling sent her into yet another roaring
orgasm. Before he left she sucked his cock and swallowed the last of any
cum left in his nut sack. She walked him to the door in nothing but
panties so as not to leak on the floor. A long kiss and he was gone for
the evening.


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Copyright2014 Karen kay's Korner all rights reserved

Website
<http://ads.networksolutions.com/landing?code=P111C100S1N0B142A1D401E0000V100>
powered by Network Solutions

