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The story below deals with topics of an sexual nature.  If you
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local statutes) please delete this file now.

If you are old enough to view this type of material but not open
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the internet.  The stories I write vary considerably in content
and may contain textual descriptions of sexual acts including
some or all of the following themes:  Interracial, Multiple
partners, Oral, Anal, Bi - Sexual, Forced (rape), and
humiliation.  I do not as a rule write about acts involving
animals or the killing of participants.  There may be scenes
where a person is forced to perform a sexual act for another but
I try to downplay the violent nature (I really think most of my
characters really want to do all that nasty stuff).















Phil's Surprise by Rebel Wolf

Looking back I suppose it was bound to happen, what with me gone
most of the time on company business and Carol home alone.  I
guess deep down I knew she might have been seeing someone else
during my long absences from home.

Carol is a very outgoing, sexy, and free spirited woman.  Even
though she is close to 40 now her body is still in great shape.
When we met she was 25 and looked more like a teenager.  She's
always had a young looking face and thanks to her hard work at
the gym her body is still very firm.  Carol is 5'5" and a firm
120lbs, her tits are nice round 'c' cups with dark brown pointed
nipples, but her best feature is a well rounded butt supported by
shapely legs.

On the few occasions we get to go anywhere together I usually
catch at least one guy looking at her as we pass.  Even in casual
jeans and a tee shirt her long blonde hair and bright blue eyes
get her noticed.  If she's in a tight skirt and blouse she gets a
lot more attention.  Carol seems either to not notice or not care
about the attention so I never dreamed she could be the way she
has been when I'm out of town.

About a month and a half ago one of my coworkers told me I might
want to pay a little more attention to my wife's activities when
I was out of town.  I pressed him on it and he said "I don't know
anything for sure, but I've been hearing rumors."  At first I
just passed it off as jealousy but those words hung around in my
head and after a while hey found the suppressed fear that maybe
she was having an affair.

After that I started calling at odd times and seeing if she was
home when I was gone.  There was always a reason she wasn't home
but the facts were she wasn't home very much.  Calls at 1 and 2
am often went unanswered and unexplained.  Carol was also way to
defensive about what she was doing.

In time I really wanted to know just what the hell she was up to.
I mean if it was some meaningless release of sexual tension
that's one thing but if she was really serious about someone else
and just staying with me because I provided a home and money then
I wanted to know and do what ever I needed to fix what was wrong.

Telling Carol I was going to be gone was no big deal, I'm gone so
much she never questioned it.  Most often she didn't really even
act like she knew where I was going.  I'd leave her the usual
information:  Hotel Name, Phone, Return Date, and what company
I'd be working with.  She seldom if ever called and if we did
talk during my trips it was I that called her.

So I lied to her about being away and took a room at a cheap
motel in town and rented a car to follow her in.  My 'trip'
started on a Thursday and that night I watched the house until
after midnight and she never left the house.  The next day I
followed her to the gym, the hairdresser, the mall, and to a
restaurant for lunch.  Once she was home again I went back to the
hotel and thought about what a fool I was to think she was
cheating on me.  I decided to call her and check in from my
'trip'.

Carol answered the phone with a cheerful "Hello" but the cheer
faded once she recognized it was me.  I knew it must be because
I'd been calling her a lot more often and she was getting annoyed
at my mistrust.  I almost broke and told her about following her
and apologizing for my mistrust but I wanted to be sure first.

Around dinner time I drove to the house and watched, her car was
still in the driveway and didn't look like it had been out since
the days earlier travels.  The usual lights were on and
everything looked normal.  I was relieved thinking it was all
just a misunderstanding and hoped that tonight would be just like
last night, a waste of my time.

Shortly after dark my relief turned to acid in my stomach as the
front door opened and Carol walked out onto the porch.  I had no
idea where she was headed but the way she was dressed left a cold
lump in my belly.  She looked beautiful in a dark blue silk
blouse that had a very low cut front, and a short tight black
leather mini.  High shiny black heels and a black hose completed
the outfit.

She got in her car and headed off, with me following her in the
rental.  I could tell from the way she drove that this was a
familiar trip for her.  Each turn she made she always signaled
well in advance and she wasn't looking around like she was
looking for signs.

As we drove I realized we were headed for the rough part of town.
You know how it is, every big town has a section its not proud
of.  This part of town was mostly all black and there was more
business in sex and drugs than the legitimate forms of business.
Before long the streets took on a nasty look and the working
street light got more and more scarce.

My mind was working furiously now, Carol continued to drive like
she was on a delivery route.  She never missed a turn and seemed
as at home here in this sleazy rundown section of town as she did
in our middle class neighborhood.

Carol finally pulled to the curb in front of what was once a
house but was now little more than a shack.  There were several
cars there and you could hear music and voices from inside the
rundown house.  I couldn't believe Carol would drive through here
let alone get out of the car.  But here she was walking up the
broken side walk toward the house.

When Carol reached the porch she opened the door and just walked
right in, no knock and never a look back.  The door closed and
the noise level in the house grew.  I could hear whistles and
shouts but couldn't make out any of the things being said.
Swallowing hard I left the car and headed to the side of the
house hoping to find a window clean enough to see into.

As I approached the house the whistles and shouts had died down
and I could here bit and pieces of the conversation.  I could
swear I heard someone say "one fine white slut" but hoped I was
wrong.  I wasn't wrong, not even close to it.

Reaching the window and looking in I could see a group of black
men sitting around a room littered with booze bottles and beer
cans.  A thick smoke hung in the air as joints were passed
around.  All of the men were looking and smiling at my beautiful
wife.  Carol stood in the center of the room and appeared to be
turning slowly so all of them could get a good look at her.

One of the blacks walked up beside her and introduced her to the
group.  "My Brothers, this is Carol" he said.  "Tonight she is
here to be your white slut, Carol loves black dick and tonight
she wants a lot of it."  I couldn't believe it .  My wife was
about to be a slut to be used by a room full of black men.  She
still hadn't said a word but just stood there letting them gawk
at her body.  What was worse was the fact that I could clearly
see her nipples pointing the front of her tight silk blouse.  The
little tramp wasn't even wearing a bra!


After the introduction Carol's black friend suggested she do a
little dancing for the guys.  I watched as Carol began a slow
bump and grind dance around the littered living room.  The guys
were back to whistling and shouting with most of the shouts being
"take it off."

While I watched my sweet wife began to unbutton the silk blouse.
She dance a while with the blouse hanging open letting her
audience catch glimpses of her creamy white tits.  After teasing
them with her tits a while she dropped the blouse of her
shoulders and began to work the zipper of the tight skirt down.
Once the skirt was unzipped and unsnapped she began to work it
down over her shapely ass.  Within a few more minutes I could
tell she didn't bother to put on panties either.

By the time three songs had passed Carol was moving around the
room in nothing but a black garter belt and hose.  Most of the
men had opened their pants and openly stroked their stiffening
cocks.  I couldn't see the whole room from the window but by the
sounds of voices and counting the guys I could see there had to
be at least a dozen black men in the room.

The guys taunted her with comments like "Hey baby like my big
black dick" or "Come here and feel a real man's cock for a
change."  When Carol would bend over and show her ass and pussy
to one of the men I could see how wet her pussy already was.  She
was really getting into being a slut and seemed to enjoy the
reactions to her display.  Her naked body was on display for all
of the men and she would rub her wet little pussy or pinch her
tits each time one of the group would tell her to.

On one of the ratty couches sat a tall well built black man that
seemed to be immune to Carol's dancing.  He was one of few men in
the room that hadn't dug his cock out of his pants.  Carol took
his lack of interest as a challenge and began to work her body
right in front of him.  As the rest of the room watched she
climbed onto the couch and stood with a foot on either side of
his hips.  Her sweet wet pussy just inches from his face she
began to rub her pussy with her fingers.  Soon she was bracing
herself with one hand as her other hand pushed two fingers deep
inside her pussy.

Carol continued to masturbate directly in front of his eyes until
she came hard on her fingers.  When her fingers slowly emerged
from her wet pussy she held them under his nose and traced his
lips with a wet finger.  Slowly his lips parted and took her
fingers in his mouth.  His long tongue soon removed all traces of
her pussy juices from her fingers.

Carol climbed down from the couch and kneeling in front of the
large man began to tug his zipper down.  Carol unsnapped his
jeans and began to pull the tight pants off her new friend.  The
big man lifted his hips and let her pull his pants down his
muscular ebony black thighs.  After the jeans were removed she
returned to his hips once more to tug his boxer shorts off his
body.  The same routine as before him patiently lifting his hips
as the white whore did the work.  I could see even from across
the room as her eyes light up at the sight before her.

Laying in the big mans lap was what looked like a radiator hose.
His cock though still not fully hard looked to be about 14 inches
in length and at least 3 inches across.  Carol reached out and
began to stroke his massive cock.  Soon she had it to its full
hardness and I watched as she continued to worship that dark
black cock.  The contrast of her delicate white fingers trying to
circle around that long thick shaft was shocking, but not as
shocking as when she lowered her head into his lap.

Carol began to lick and suck on the ebony shaft like she hadn't
eaten in days.  Her blonde hair fell over her face and blocked my
view but I could tell from the bobbing of her head she was taking
more and more of the thick black shaft into her mouth.  The big
man had hold of the back of her head and guided it up and down
his cock.  The rest of the men began to move around some trying
to see more of the hot bitch sucking that big cock and the rest
removing their clothes readying for their turn.

As Carol sucked the huge black cock another black man began
rubbing her pussy lips.  Satisfied she was good and wet he rubbed
some of her juice on the head of his black cock and began to rub
the fat head around her pussy lips.  The cock teasing her pussy
was not as large as the one stretching her mouth but still a
thick 12".  Once the head of it was glistening with her pussy
juice he thrust it into her.  Carol stopped sucking for a few
seconds as she felt the large black shaft hit bottom in her
pussy.

Men were all around my sweet little wife and she was loving it.
I could hear them talking nasty to her telling her things like
"Gonna fuck that sweet mouth next baby" and "I can't wait to feel
that asshole wrapped around my dick."  Carol either didn't say
anything or I couldn't hear her over the others in the room.

For the next hour I watched as one black cock after another
filled her mouth, pussy, ass, or any combination at once.  The
men shot their cum wherever they wanted, some wanted to cum on
her soft white body while others wanted to feel her mouth or ass
or pussy milk the cum from their balls.  By the time I left the
window all of the men in the room had fucked some part of my
sweet wife.  Her tits and chest were covered in cum and cum
leaked from both her pussy and ass.  She had cum in her pretty
blonde hair and her once innocent looking face was streaked with
a combination of black men's cum and her makeup.

Images of her laying on the floor with a cock in her mouth and
another filling her pussy, or three large black cocks filling her
mouth, pussy and ass at the same time would not leave my mind.
As I made my way back home I thought about what I had seen and
heard and made my mind up.  I was not going to put up with being
made a fool of.

Without thinking of the consequences I turned the car around and
before I could think it all through found myself at the front
door of the rundown house.  Throwing the door open I screamed
"You fucking bitch, How dare you treat me like this?"  The room
immediately became quiet and I could feel 12 pairs of eyes
staring at me.  Carol lay on the floor a cum soaked mess and
laughed.

The man that did the introduction earlier looked at me and
grinned a slow evil grin.  Nodding to the two guys closest to me
he said "Looks like we're gonna have some more fun tonight."
"Just in time too since his little white whore is getting tired."
He continued.  Suddenly strong black hands were pulling me to the
center of the room and the room filled with evil laughter.

Within seconds I was stripped and blindfolded with my hands tied
behind my back.  I could feel hands pulling my head then
something soft and warm rubbing my lips.  My heart froze with
fear as I heard the words spoken outside the darkness of my
blindfold "Suck it good or die white boy!"

There was no choice really, I let my mouth be forced open and for
the first time tasted the salty flavor of a man's cock.  I don't
remember how long he fucked my mouth but I remember that it began
to feel lees and less like I was being forced.  After he filled
my mouth with cum and I swallowed it without thinking another
black cock took its place.

As the second black cock fucked my mouth I could feel something
rubbing at the opening of my virgin asshole.  Seconds later it
felt as though I was being split in two as a large black cock was
being roughly shoved into my tight asshole.

I can not tell you how many times my mouth and ass were used for
their pleasure.  It seemed like days before I was allowed to pass
out from the exhaustion and pain of being raped by the black men.
When I woke up I was naked in the rental car in a parking lot.
My clothes were thrown on the back seat and the whole car wreaked
of cum and sweat.  My asshole throbbed with a dull pain from all
the abuse and my jaw muscles were sore as well.

When I returned home I found a note on the coffee table from
Carol.  The note said that now that I knew of her love for black
cocks and lots of them she could never be happy with me.
Specially after watching me fuck and suck her well hung friends.
She went on to say that she was leaving me to be a black man's
whore and that she never really loved me it was just convenient
letting me pay the bills while she fucked and sucked her life
away in a black man's bed.

That night was the last time I ever saw Carol.  Sometimes I miss
her but all in all it worked out for the best.  I have a new
lover now, she's black, she's very demanding, and she loves to
strap on a big thick dildo and fuck my ass till I'm quivering
with joy.

