INTERRACIAL
Gary "The Cuck" Clark
Part 1

About 2 years ago, my wife Marci and I were watching a movie about a Black 
guy who was having an affair with a white married woman.  It was a great 
show and I told Marci that most all of my sexual fantasies involved her and 
numerous well-hung Black men.  To say the least, she was not too impressed.  
She wasn't mad but she let me know that pigs would fly before my fantasy 
would ever be fulfilled.   At the time Marci was 30, pretty and sexy with a 
Bikini figure, even though she was still getting back in shape from having 
our daughter Lori a year before.   She was 5'10" with long "dirty" blond 
hair.  She had the smoothest milky white skin I have ever seen and not a 
blemish anywhere, not even a tan line.  Living in Portland, OR takes care of 
the tan line problem.  I have always been a leg and ass man and that is what 
caught my eye when I first met Marci.  She has a great ass and long slender 
legs that look as good as the models' legs on the Haines commercials.  My 
fantasy about seeing her with black men had really began with my first wife. 
  Just the thought of watching some Black guy using my wife like a slut has 
always been a guaranteed hard on.

I was checking my e-mail one day and an Internet buddy had sent me a great 
interracial site link.  What was better than the pics was an article on "How 
to turn your wife into a Whore for Black Cock".   Just the title of the 
article was enough for me to decided to take their advice and put my plan to 
action.  I didn't care how long it would take; my sweet wife Marci would 
become a "Whore for Black Cock".

I started renting movies that mostly featured Blacks on Blonds.  She liked 
the movies and whenever we had sex after watching one I would make sure that 
the sex was awesome.  I got her to loosen up a little and we did some 
role-playing with her pretending that she was getting it on with a Black guy 
instead of me.   I would fuck her doggie style, talk dirty to her and treat 
her like a slut.  She liked that better than the movies and she started 
having multiple orgasms.  Within a month or two, it became something we did 
every time we had sex.  Not only that, but we were having sex more than 
ever.  The sex was great but what made it even more exciting was knowing 
that it would not be long before I would see a big Black cock buried deep in 
her hot tight cunt.

Marci & I had decided that she should be a "stay at home" Mom until Lori 
started school.  We really didn't need the money and Marci liked taking a 
leave from work as a Paralegal but she was getting a little bored with 
nothing to do.  She told me one day that she was having daytime fantasies 
about "you know what" and I came up with an idea for her.  The Internet.  I 
set her down at the computer and pulled up a search engine.  I let the 
engine pull up some sites that I already knew and made it look like we were 
searching together.  Within an hour she was introduced to the "Green Guy" 
web site a few interracial sites and a couple of Cyber Sex chat rooms.  
Everything a Girl would need.

Every evening when I came home from work, I would check her history to see 
where she had been.  I didn't say anything to her about the computer because 
I didn't want to make it look like I was pushing her and she didn't know 
that the computer would record her activities.  I thought that I would let 
nature take its course and sure enough, after a week or so, she was racking 
up the hits the interracial sites.   Next came the Cyber Sex chat rooms.  
She called herself "Jade".  I could log on from work and watch my wife 
"Cyber Fuck" like the best of them.  She never knew it, but I fucked "Jade" 
a couple of times myself.

My plan was working better than I had hoped and decided to move to the next 
phase.  "A live Black cock for Marci".  I didn't have the nerve to just walk 
up to some Black guy and say, "Hey Dude, want to fuck my wife"?  I figured a 
lot of Black guys would take that as a racial thing and beat the crap out of 
me.  I decided to place an advertisement on a couple of swinger sites and 
within a day, three different Black guys responded.   I talked to all three 
and decided on a divorced guy named Bill who lived about 30 miles away.  He 
was about the same age as Marci, which was about 10 years younger than I 
was.  He was a "suit and tie" kind of guy, athletic, friendly, safe and 
sported a fat 9" tool.   He was exactly what I had envisioned to be the 
first Black guy to fuck my wife.

Marci was still not a sure thing by any stretch but it would be just a 
matter of time before she would "cave" with a little seducing by Bill.   I 
told Bill that he & I should become "best" friends because, sooner or later, 
Marci would be "ready" and when she was, she would be his to do with as he 
pleased.  I showed him some photos of Marci and in an instant he was my new 
"best" friend.   Bill and I would go out for beers after work at a local 
sports bar.  The place would be packed with a lot of guys watching the games 
on the big screens, and none of them had a clue as to what was going on at 
the table with the white guy drinking beer with a Black guy.  It was quite a 
turn on sitting there with Bill discussing the old fine sport of "wife 
fucking".

I told Marci about Bill for a couple of weeks before I introduced them.  I 
told her that he was a friend and left out the fact that he was Black until 
she met him.   She was hitting the interracial sites as much as ever and I 
knew that she would not be able to just think about Bill as a friend.  Bill 
started coming over after work a couple of times a week to visit.  I 
arranged to be late from time to time so that they would be alone and give 
Bill a chance to work his charm without me being present.   Bill arrived at 
the house one evening knowing that I wouldn't be home for another 30 
minutes.  Marci let him in and told him that I wasn't home yet and that he 
could wait.  She went into the kitchen and was working at the sink.  Bill 
walked up behind her and put his hand on her hip while he was talking to 
her.  She didn't seem to mind so he let his hand slide down a little lower 
and copped a feel.  She pretended not to notice.  Bill told me when I got 
home that we were nearing the time of Marci's introduction to Black Cock.

That night when we were having sex, and she was pretending that I was a 
Black guy, I told her to think of me as Bill.   I think that is what made 
the difference, because as soon as I said it, she started to have an orgasm 
and screamed, "Fuck me Bill, give me that big Black cock". Afterward, we 
were lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep.  I pulled her up close to me 
and I told her again how I would like to watch her fuck a Black man and if 
she really wanted Bill to "give her his big Black cock", I would arrange it. 
   She looked at me and said that she loved me.

She didn't say no! That was her way of saying she was ready!  I told her 
that I loved her more than she could know and that whatever happened was my 
idea and that it was what I wanted.   She told me that she wasn't sure if 
Bill would do it.  "Are you kidding?" I said.  I told her that Bill had told 
me how sexy she was and how he would want to make love to her.   Then she 
nailed me right between the eyes.  "Gary" she said, I don't want him to make 
love to me.  I want him to fuck me like a slut.  That IS what you want isn't 
it?"
Then she said, "Yes I'm kidding!  Do you think that I don't know what you 
two have been up to?  You've been manulipting me for months to get me to 
fuck Black men.  The thought had never entered my mind until you planted it 
there and nurtured it.  It worked, congratulations dear, you are going to 
get your wish.  I just hope you have thought through this because once I get 
fucked, there is no changing it.  If you want to go through with this I have 
some terms." (The paralegal in her was speaking)

"I will do it once and if I don't like it, it's over and we don't talk about 
it ever again.  On the other hand, If I like fucking other men, which I 
think will be the case, I will still be your wife but I am going to fuck 
anyone I like and you are going to enjoy it whether you like it or not.   
The final decision is yours Dear!"

I called Bill.

I set it up for the following Saturday night.  It was 6 days away, but I 
wanted to take all week to get ready.  Both Bill and I were off all weekend 
and my sister, Brenda, agreed to watch Lori for the weekend.  I took Marci 
out shopping for some "slut" outfits.  We hit Victoria Secrets for the 
stockings and undergarments.  It took five other stores to find the super 
short skirts and tight blouses.  What a turn on that was, buying clothing 
for my wife that she would wear for another man. Marci told me on the way 
home that, to make it better, we should abstain from sex for the rest of the 
week. She told me that it would be just as hard for her because she was 
thinking about what was coming as much as I was.  I doubted that.

Saturday morning I got up early and mowed the lawn. I was so nervous my 
hands were shaking so I decided to do something physical just to calm down.  
  About noon, I took Lori over to my kid sister's house.  Brenda was 33, a 
single "Soccer Mom" raising 16-year-old twin girls.  Karen and Susie Ann.  
Brenda had gotten pregnant in High School and married her boyfriend Rick.  
Rick took off with his secretary when the twins were nine and left Brenda 
with nothing.  She put herself thru school and was now working for a high 
tech company with stock options that would take care of her for life.  Rick 
was really stupid.   The twins were 5'9" but Brenda was only 5'4" and really 
tiny.  She made up for her size in the fact that she was stacked.  Rick used 
to joke that Brenda may not weigh much but she was all T & A.  Brenda wore 
her brunette hair short and liked to wear tight fitting Levis and tennis 
shoes.  Marci told me one day as Brenda was walking ahead of us with her 
twins, that Brenda looked like the girls' kid sister instead of mine.   
Brenda dated a lot of different guys and had a bit of a reputation of being 
"hot to trot" after having a couple of drinks.  She was having too much fun 
playing the field than to even consider getting married again.  I told 
Brenda that I would pick up Lori Sunday afternoon when we returned from our 
romantic weekend at the coast.

When I got back to the house, Marci was waiting for me and asked me which 
outfit looked best.  We tried different combinations until I found the one 
that really said, "Fuck Me".  It was a tight white silk blouse, very low 
cut, a red print jersey skirt that just covered her butt cheeks, a white 
garter belt with white nylons and white high heel shoes.   No bra or 
panties.  When I told her that I didn't want anything getting in the way of 
Bill's cock and her cunt, she got so hot that she started getting wet.  
Actually, she was getting very wet.  I made a mental note to take along a 
couple of towels for the leather seat in the Lexus.

When it was time to start getting ready, I poured a bath for Marci.  I used 
some of the perfume that I bought for her on our anniversary.  I put on some 
soft music, lit a few candles, put her in the tub, and bathed her.  While I 
was washing her hair she almost fell asleep.  How could she be so calm this 
close to getting her cunt fucked by Bill's Black cock?  While she was 
sitting on the edge of the tub drying her hair she asked me to shave her 
pussy.  "What!" I said.  "All sluts have shaved cunts," she said smiling at 
me.  (They also had tattoos but that would have to wait.)  I took my time 
shaving her and she told me how Bill would appreciate what I was doing for 
him.   She told me to kiss it because the next time I kissed it, it would be 
full of his cum.  I thought at the time she was joking with me.  She was 
teasing me and loving every moment.  The more she teased the hotter and 
wetter she got.

I perfumed her and dressed her.  (I would have done her hair and makeup, but 
It wouldn't have looked as good as she did it.)  As I was hooking her nylons 
she told me that she felt like a sacrifice.  Nothing could have been closer 
to the truth.  My virgin wife was being sacrificed to a great Black cock.

We left for Bill's house. I called and told him that we were a little early. 
  No problem for Bill.  "The sooner, the better" he said.   He knew from our 
conversations at the Sport's bar what I wanted.  He had had other white 
wives in the past and he also knew what Marci wanted and needed.  Condoms 
would not be required.   Marci had her tubes tied when Lori was born so 
getting pregnant wasn't a worry.  That wasn't the main reason condoms would 
not be used.   I wanted to see Marci covered in Bill's cum.  I had a dream 
years ago where Marci was nude and getting gangbanged by four Black guys all 
at the same time.  She had a cock in her mouth, one in her hand, one in her 
cunt and one up her ass.  In the dream, she saw me watching.  The Black guys 
disappeared and she came walking toward me.  In the dim light I could see 
cum running down her legs and there was a thin silver line of cum running 
from the corner of her mouth.   She came to me and pressed her lips on mine 
and began to make love to me.   I could taste cum on her lips and in her 
mouth.  Then I woke up and found that I had cum all over myself.   I wanted 
this dream to come true and it was now within reach.

It was a half hour drive to Bill's house.  We didn't say much on the way 
over except for Marci stating how she "couldn't believe that I was actually 
driving her to another man's house so he could fuck her."  I couldn't 
believe it either.  When we pulled up in front of Bill's I asked her if she 
still wanted to go in.  She said, "I will go anywhere you want to take me."  
Then she leaned over and kissed me.   Marci had never been very submissive, 
but that kiss said it all.  She was not only ready for Bill, but a gangbang 
with a football team would have been in order. At that moment, she would 
submit to anything I wanted!

Bill lived in a condo on the third floor overlooking the river.  It was a 
nice place but I am not much into climbing three flights of stairs to get 
home.  I led Marci by the hand to the bottom of the first staircase and she 
stepped in front of me and started up ahead of me.  She looked and smelled 
great and she knew it.  She knew what was waiting for her three flights up 
and all of a sudden she had a "bounce" to her step and was telling me to 
"get moving old man".   She was a slut on the prowl with no panties on and 
made sure that I got to see her cunt with each step.  She would even bend 
over every few steps and tease me even more.  When we got to Bill's door, 
SHE rang the bell.

"Damn, you look good enough to eat" Bill said to Marci.   She strutted past 
him and ran her finger under his chin.  "I hope you are really hungry," she 
said back to him.   I thought I would burst.  My heart was pumping triple 
time and things began to spin.  "You look like you could use a drink Gary", 
said Bill.   I sat down on the sofa while Bill poured me a double JD.  
"There is more in the bar, help yourself.  I plan on being a little to busy 
with Marci to be much of a host."

Bill was wearing a black tight fitting t-shirt and tan Dockers.  I never 
noticed how buffed he was until now.   He shaved his head and it made him 
look like someone you didn't want to mess with.  Not the case with Marci.  
She wanted to mess with him in a big way.  She was leaning against the bar 
with a drink of her own.  The skirt she was wearing just covered the bottom 
of her ass but not the top of her stockings.  God she looked fantastic.  
What a whore!   If she wanted to look like she wasn't interested in getting 
fucked, it wasn't working.  She was giving herself away as her nipples were 
like rocks and sticking out thru the tight silk blouse.  Bill knew this cunt 
was a sure thing and wouldn't need any foreplay.  He walked over to her put 
an arm around her waist and pulled her up tight against him and put his 
tongue in her mouth and kissed her hard.  She didn't resist in the 
slightest.   He moved his other hand to her ass cheek where he grabbed a 
hand full and squeezed hard.  As he took hold of her ass he let go of her 
waist and moved his hand to her breast.  There she was, in the arms of a 
Black man with his tongue in her mouth and hands on her tits and ass.  Her 
arms went up around his big thick neck and like a slut, the fucking Bitch 
spread her legs apart so that Bill's muscular thigh could move up against 
her cunt.   She began to move her hips up and down against his leg, rubbing 
her cunt against him.  Then she raised her right knee up to his waist so 
that her cunt would be is fully exposed to him.   My dick was getting so 
hard watching this it would have broken if I had bumped it on anything.

Bill moved his hand from her ass directly to her cunt where he wasted no 
time in inserting a couple of fingers.  She moaned as he finger fucked her 
and she bucked her hips against his hand to get his fingers in deeper.  Bill 
moved back from her and told me "she's hotter n' hell Gary, would you like 
me to fuck her for you?"   Before I could answer, Marci jumped in with "Duh, 
that's why were here Bill, you were going to show me what it's like to be 
fucked by a Black cock, that is if you can get it up and you can figure out 
what to do with it."

That's when things got a little scary.  Marci had Bill just where she wanted 
him.  Pissed!  Bill moved his hands to the front of her blouse and ripped it 
off of her.  He did the same with her skirt.  She was standing there just in 
her nylons and garter belt.  He pushed her to her knees and unzipped his 
fly.  As he began pulling out his cock, I became aware of the reality of 
what was going on.  In a second or two, that big Black cock would be in her 
mouth.  She glanced at me while at the same time taking the cock in her hand 
and, like she had been sucking it all of her life, placed the huge swollen 
purple head in her mouth and started sucking.  As she sucked and licked his 
cock, she stared at me and moaned.  I saw her hand go down to her cunt and 
she rubbed her clit as she sucked Bill's great cock.  She never took her 
eyes off me and except to close them.  She was taking that monster cock deep 
in her throat and was jacking him off at the same time.  Bill was saying 
things like "that's it, suck that Black cock you fucking whore".  The more 
names he called her the more she liked it and just like that, she had her 
first orgasm.  She pulled the cock out of her mouth and a long strand of 
pre-cum was hanging in the air.  She had more pre-cum in and on her mouth 
than I cum in a whole load.

I am glad I picked Bill.  He was an experienced White Wife Fucker and knew 
what to do.  I was so out of it that I didn't remember taking my pants off.  
I was sitting there wearing only my shirt with my dick in my hand.

Bill reached down and jerked Marci up from the floor and dragged her over to 
the sofa where I was sitting.  He literally thru her over the back of the 
sofa next to me and got down on his knees and began to eat her pussy from 
the back.  I thought she was going to come again the way she was moaning.  
She looked over at me, reached out and pulled my face up to hers and kissed 
me.  She moved her lips around on mine to make sure that I got a good taste 
of Bill's pre-cum.  She pulled away, smiled and said, "There is a lot more 
where that came from lover boy."

Bill stood up and placed his huge swollen cock on the crack of her ass.  It 
looked a hell of a lot bigger than 9".  Marci knew what was next.  She 
started moving her hips back and forth trying to speed up the inevitable.  
She wanted it bad.  Bill moved the end of his saliva and pre-cum coated cock 
to her cunt and slowly inserted the tip into the tight opening.  (I am five 
inches long and fairly think.  Marci has always said that I have a great 
dick but a great dick is not a cock.  There is a difference.)   Bill was 
still pissed at Marci and he showed no mercy as he plunged it the rest of 
the way in.  Marci screamed and made some motion to get away, but she was 
pinned in and unable to move even an inch.  Bill had given her the "big one" 
all the way to the hilt.   He withdrew it a couple of inches and gave it to 
her again and again.  She wasn't screaming now.  She was panting and moving 
her legs further apart.  Bill was holding on to Marci's ass and started 
pumping and fucking her hard enough to make that unmistakable sound of his 
belly slapping against her ass.  Marci was chanting "fuck me you bastard, 
give me that Black cock" and with each stroke she arched her back and raised 
her ass so she could take in every millimeter of Bill's rock hard ebony 
shaft.  It was only a few minutes and Marci had her second orgasm.  The 
sight of that Black cock disappearing into her cunt over and over and the 
contrast of his black torso against her milk white skin was incredible.  
Both of them were working hard and their skin gleamed from perspiration.  
Bill stopped pumping, he was getting close to getting off and needed to slow 
down, but Marci started moving her cunt back and forth on Bill's cock, 
milking it for all it was worth.  Bill had her long hair in his hands and 
was standing still.  He wasn't fucking her and longer.  She had taken over 
and she was fucking him.  Marci, my sweet, lovely, and faithful wife had 
become a fucking whore for Black cock.

Bill pulled out, much to her disappointment, and took her over to the sofa 
where I was sitting.   Bill sat on the other end of the sofa and had Marci 
get on top with her back to me.  I had the view of a lifetime.   Just two 
feet away from my face was my wife's beautiful cunt sliding up and down on 
this hard Black cock.  I couldn't decide if I wanted to join them or just 
sit and watch.  I decided to watch.

After awhile Gary asked me what I thought about doing a "69-Three Way".   
Not having a clue what he meant I said "sure, why not".  Gary had me lay on 
my back and then had Marci get on top of me for a 69.  I told her not to 
suck my dick, as I wouldn't make it to the 8-second buzzer.  She shoved her 
cunt in my face and began to move her pussy against my mouth as I licked her 
cunt.   I really liked eating her to orgasm and was thinking I would get the 
chance when Bill moved behind her and pulled her ass up a few inches away 
from my face.    Then I realized what a "69-Three Way" was.  He shoved his 
still hard cock into her cunt and told me to keep eating her.  It wasn't 
that easy with his cock plunging back and forth and her meeting him half 
way.  I watched that black cock fuck my wife from about 2 inches away and 
not being able to control myself, I shoved my mouth and tongue up against 
her cunt and his cock.  I could feel his cock moving between my lips.  Every 
so often Bill would intentionally let his cock slip out of her cunt and it 
would go into my mouth.  At first I was a little taken back by it but that 
lasted about one half of a second.  I took it in my mouth and sucked it just 
like Marci did.

Bill was ready to cum and, just like the forth of July fireworks, he gave 
Marci the Grand Finale.  He was a true athlete and fucked her hard and fast 
until she came again.  I was still eating both of them when Bill exploded 
deep in her cunt.  Bill kept pumping as he was filling her and it seemed 
like a quart of cum was leaking around the edges of her pussy.  Marcy was 
getting off at the same time and it didn't help matters.  Bill pulled his 
cum covered cock out and let drop on my face. I took it in my mouth and 
licked it clean.  Bill was backing away when Marci lowered her cunt onto my 
mouth.  She reminded me of what she had told me earlier.  "Now eat it," she 
said.  I started licking and it seemed that there would be no end to the 
fluids that were covering my face.  I had eaten her to orgasm many times and 
knew the taste of her sex.  Now with this added taste of another man's cum 
mixed with my wife's scent, and all that I had seen, I lost it and shot my 
load all over Marci's breasts.

All of us had a good laugh about that while we rested and had a couple more 
drinks.   All of us were naked except for Marci's stockings.  I was sitting 
in a big overstuffed chair, Bill was sitting on the sofa and Marci was 
sitting on the floor at feet of her Black lover.  She looked quite natural 
sitting there with her feet and lower legs under her.  She was leaning 
against Bill's leg and looking totally submissive, seduced, satisfied and 
recently fucked.  She told me that she hoped that I liked the scent of other 
men's cum on her breath and in her pussy because it was going to be a 
regular activity in the Clark house from now on.  She also told me that she 
had planned to fuck Bill behind my back if I hadn't brought it up.

The night ended for me when she told me to go on home because she would be 
spending the night in Bill's bed doing anything he wanted.   Marci promised 
me that she would let me eat her and fuck her when she got home if she 
wasn't too sore.

I got home and went to bed.  I didn't sleep at all.  My mind was racing with 
the visions I had witnessed and what I could imagine was happening now.   I 
jerked off about 6 times before I heard a car in the drive way about 10 the 
next morning.   Bill dropped Marci off and did not even walk her to the 
door.  He was treating her like a slut.  At least he didn't make her walk 
home.   She was dressed in a pair of old sweats Bill gave her.  She didn't 
have much on when we went over last night and Bill had torn her clothes off 
of her in his lust.  Marci was limping and it was clear that Bill had 
actually fucked her till she couldn't walk.  She told me that after 
swallowing about 6 loads of Bill's cum, she has developed a taste for it; 
she also had become an expert in anal sex.  She never liked to have me cum 
in her mouth and fucking her in the ass was out of the question.  Bill had 
not just fucked her for his pleasure; he was training her to be the total 
slut I desired her to be.

"Coffee", I asked.  "You bet, and keep it coming", she replied.   We sat 
there for a time without talking and she asked me, "Well, I am dying to find 
out.  Was I enough of a slut for you?"  "Did you enjoy last night dear?"  
"Absolutely" I replied.  "I had a great time and you were perfect."   She 
moved closer to me and said, "I'm not sure where the fantasy and role 
playing ends and the real "slut" stuff begins.  I guess I really am a slut 
whore because I loved every minute and if you liked it too then we can have 
a lot of fun with this lifestyle.  I agreed with her, pulled her close and 
kissed her.  I wondered how long the scent would stay.

As I was leaving to pick up Lori, Marci asked me to have Brenda call her 
when she was alone so Marci could tell her about Bill.  "What? I said.  "You 
can't tell Brenda anything about this."   "I have to Gary", she said, "Bill 
wants to meet her."   My mouth dropped to my chest.  How did Bill find out 
about Brenda?  I had never mentioned her name to him. "What is going on 
Marci?" I asked.  "Its like this Gary," she said.  "Bill told me that if I 
introduce him to other white women, then he will introduce you and I to his 
Black friends.   Some of these guys have even bigger cocks than Bill does."  
I was getting pissed.  "So you give him my little sister to fuck so you can 
fuck other Black guys with big cocks?"  "Yes, she said.  Brenda is a grown 
woman and if she wants to fuck Bill then it's her business. "  That was true 
but she was my little sister, even if she was over 30 years old.

Then she added, "I guess I had better tell you something else.  Bill wants 
to meet Sandy too."  "Shit" I yelled.   "My daughter?"  `No fucking way is 
that guy going to get near Sandy."

Sandy was my daughter from my first marriage.  She lived with her mother in 
San Diego.  Sandy had just graduated from High School and had been accepted 
to Portland State.  She was moving in with us in about two weeks.   Sandy 
was still 17 and was the typical Southern California beach bunny.  She was 
6"1", long blond hair, blue eyes and skin as tan as a bear.  She had really 
long legs, big boobs and was total knock out.   I used to kid her about how 
her name should have been Barbie.  She looked just like the doll.   Sandy 
had been up for a visit a month before and I couldn't get over how sexy she 
was.  Sandy had matured into a woman without a man around the house and she 
liked to go around wearing only her bra and panties.  Marci had told her 
that I was her father but I was still a man and that she needed to be a bit 
more modest.  Her normal attire was not much better.  Tight fitting shorts 
and a skimpy top was the uniform of the day.   That would change with the 
Portland weather.

"No way am I going along with Bill fucking Sandy," I said.   "Just a minute 
Buster", she exclaimed.  "Need I remind you that it was I who helped Sandy 
get birth control pills at fifteen.  Your little princess has been 
collecting sperm samples for two years and I assure you it isn't for Biology 
Class.  And another thing, why is it OK for Bill and his friends to fuck me 
and not your sister or daughter?  What am I then?"

My mind was focused on another vision of my pretty daughter laying on her 
back with some Black guy on top fucking her for all she was worth.  He was 
pumping his big cock into her 17-year-old pussy and she was enjoying it.  I 
had another vision of my sister with a black cock in her mouth and one up 
her ass.   I had to smile with that one.  Brenda was small and in my 
imagination, the guy fucking her had a 10" cock and when he started walking 
away, Brenda was impaled on the end of his cock and he was carrying her on 
it.

Then I started coming to reality.  "Marci, what the hell have I become?  I 
can see myself dressing you, and the other two beautiful women in my life 
that I love, in slut clothes and perfumes and driving you in my car to 
deliver you to Bill and 6 or 8 of his friends so they can use you for their 
animalistic lust.  Those men don't care about you for any other reason than 
to fuck you, use you like a pieces of meat and something to deposit there 
cum in.  I'm getting a grip on the whole picture Marci.   Bill fucked you 
and now he wants to fuck Brenda and Sandy."   "What am I anyway, a MAN, or a 
WIMP that lets Black studs use the women he loves as slut whores?"

Marci didn't say anything for a while then said, "You may be right about 
what Bill thinks about me.  That is the turn on.  It's the pure sex, with 
all the taboo included that makes it sooo good.  As far as Bill fucking me 
and wanting to fuck Brenda and Sandy, don't forget who started this.  You 
are the one who turned me into a "Whore for Black Cock" as you call it, not 
Bill.  I like it, I like it a lot and if Brenda and Sandy like it as much as 
I do, then you are doing them a disservice by not turning them into "Whores 
for Black Cock" as well.  Either they will take to it like a Duck to water, 
or they will run from it without looking back.  No one is holding a gun to 
their heads and believe me, once they have had a big, long, hard Black cock 
pumping way up in their belly and their cunt stretched beyond limits, and 
treated like a slut, they will be grateful to you forever.   It sounds 
bizarre but it is the truth.  One last thing you should think about.   You 
know those 6 or 8 Black guys that you talked about fucking the three of us?" 
she asked.  "Yes", I answered.  "Well you know that they would probably make 
you watch them fuck us.  If there were 6 or 8 of them and only 3 of us, they 
would probably take all night and who knows what disgusting things they 
could think of doing to us.  And afterwards, I am sure they would make you 
clean up our cunts with your tongue.  You probably wouldn't like to eat out 
Brenda and Sandy's cunts would you?   Licking Black cum out of your 
17-year-old daughter's cunt would be a terrible thing to be forced to do, 
right Gary?   In fact, I can guarantee you that they will make you do that.  
  I can also predict that they will make you clean them up too.  Those are 
just some things to think about Gary while you make up your mind."

"I have made up my mind.  I want you to get dressed and go pick up Lori.  
Talk to Brenda tonight and introduce her to Bill as soon as you can arrange 
it." I said.  "And what are you going to do" she asked.  "I am going to call 
Sandy and see if she can get that hot little ass of hers up here earlier.  
Tell Bill to start calling his friends.  Were going to have a good time." I 
said.

Marci walked to the bedroom to shower and noticed that the computer monitor 
was on.  As she was switching it off she was thinking that it had taken over 
two years to cuckold Gary.   She started by renting any movie that had Black 
men and white women together.  Her plan was perfect.  Once he got the idea 
that he could turn her into a slut, he was hooked.  It had to be his idea. 
That way, no matter what happened, she was in the clear.  Gary had thought 
he was pretty smart with the computer.  He was not interested in the 
computer classes she was taking before Lori was born.  Computer classes 
Gary.  Hello!

Marci had craved Black cock for years.  She had met a Black stud on a 
singles cruse three years before meeting Gary.  He had fucked her very well. 
  In fact, they spent the entire 7 days in his cabin.  He taught her how to 
properly suck Black cock.  She had never forgotten him or his wonderful 
cock.  She had not told Gary about her past lovers.  He never asked.  But it 
was something that she thought about almost daily.  There was no way she 
would cheat on Gary, her family was too important to her, and she loved 
Gary.   She just needed some Black cock.  The funny thing was that Gary had 
spent 2 years turning a Whore for Black Cock into a Whore for Black Cock.  
That web site that he had found with the article, "How to Turn Your Wife 
into a Whore for Black Cock" was E-mailed to him at work by Marci using a 
phony Hotmail account.  Gary would have died if he knew that Marci was one 
of his Internet buddies.  It was the same E-mail account that she had used 
for a couple of years to surf the net looking for interracial pics before 
Gary had set her up with her new account.  What she never sent him was the 
cuckold sites.  Gary didn't even know what a cuckold was.

She had covered her tracks well.  Gary would never know.  The only other 
person who knew was sworn to secrecy.  Brenda was the one who told Marci 
about Gary's fantasy.  Gary's X-wife had told Brenda while she was still 
married to Gary.  That was a lot of the reason for the divorce.  She 
couldn't be married to a man that would share her with other men.  Stupid 
bitch.  Don't knock it unless you have tried it.

Brenda already knew about Bill.  Marci had told her all about him, 
everything that is except last night.  She was excited about meeting Bill 
and trying his "dark meat" that she had heard about for so long.   Brenda 
wasn't just a little "hot to trot" like Gary believed, she was a slut and 
loved cock.  Any cock was OK as long as it was big and hot.

Both Brenda and Marci were looking forward to having Sandy there.  She might 
be a little hard to turn-on to Black cock, but these two whores were bound 
and determined to get the job done and try some of sweet Sandy for 
themselves.  Now that Gary was thinking he was behind getting Sandy fucked, 
it would be easier.  Sharing Sandy with Bill and his friends and even Gary 
was fine as long as Brenda and Marci got some of that young stuff.

Bill was another story.  Marci had thought that this was the best choice 
that Gary had made.  What a stud he was and she probably would have cheated 
on Gary with Bill.  After Marci had sent Gary home last night, Marci told 
Bill what she wanted and that she had some really hot white meat for him and 
his friends.  All he had to do was to keep Marci well fucked and supplied 
with variety of good-looking Black men.  Brenda didn't know it but Marci had 
told Bill about Karen and Susie Ann too.  Hey, Brenda would go along with it 
as soon as she spent a few hours with Bill's big cock in her ass.  The deal 
was too good for Bill.  Marci and Brenda right away, Sandy in a couple of 
weeks and the twins Karen and Susie Ann in a month or so.  All he had to do 
was line up some of his Black friends to keep Marci and Brenda fucked 
regular and he could have the younger bitches for what ever he wanted.  
Hell, he would have done it just for Marci, she was hotter than any white 
wife he had ever had.  It looked like he would be arranging a lot of 
gangbangs and Marci told him that Gary wanted one next weekend.  That was 
too cool.  Marci also told him that Gary was running the show and that he 
would be delivering her and the girls to whoever needed them.  The thing 
Marci wanted him to remember was that the Black guys had to make Gary watch 
and he had to clean up everyone with his tongue.  Strange instructions 
coming from Marci and not Gary, Bill thought, but who the fuck cared.   The 
other strange think was that Marci would not let Bill come in to the house 
on Sunday when he dropped her off.  He would ask Gary about that some day if 
he remembered.

Marci finished her shower and was getting dressed to go over to Brenda's.  
As she was getting dressed, she automatically started to slip a pair of 
panties on and then stopped.  "Gary is right," she thought to herself.  
Nothing should ever come between her cunt and Black cocks.  She thru the 
panties back in the drawer and wondered how long she would be too sore to 
visit Bill.


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Part 2
Mrs. Gary Clark

The alarm was set to go off at 7am.   Marci was already awake at 5:45 and 
was thinking about the weekend and the conversation she had with Brenda last 
evening.  When Marci arrived at Brenda's house, Brenda met her at the door 
and was acting like a schoolgirl wanting to know how her date with the 
captain of the football team went and whether he kissed her goodnight.   
Marci told her everything and left nothing out.  Brenda was just as 
interested in how Gary acted as she was in finding out how well Bill has 
serviced her friend.  Next weekend was a definite GO.  Brenda would 
experience for herself what Marci had described in finite detail.  She had 
never been with a Black man.  It wasn't because she didn't want to have sex 
with one; she just never had the chance.  That was going to change and she 
was already feeling a tingling deep inside thinking about how there would be 
three or four men there to make sure she and her friend were well fucked.   
The thought of having Gary there watching and having to clean her up with 
his tongue was something she was wrestling with.  He was her big brother and 
like a lot of young girls, she had the hots for him when she was in her 
teens.  She thought those feelings were gone forever, but in the past few 
days she was starting to feel aroused when she thought about Gary with his 
face buried in her pussy.   She had been with a lot of different men over 
the years and Brenda loved men, but she had never been with more than one 
man at a time.  She did have sex with three different men in the same day 
once when she was dating a lot after her divorce.  This would be a big jump 
from a black tie dinner date with a regular boyfriend to a Black Cock 
Gangbang, where she would be the object of all their attention.  "Yes, it 
will be good for Gary to be there", she thought.  She would be too scared to 
do something like that if she were alone, at least the first time anyway.

Marci got up and went into the kitchen.  A teaspoon of Tasters Choice and a 
cup of water from the instant hot water unit that Gary installed for her and 
bingo!  Coffee.  Marci was standing at the sink sipping from her mug and 
looking out the window.  All she had on was the long black t-shirt that Bill 
was wearing the other night.  He wouldn't get it back.  She took it because 
it smelled like Bill.  Marci had read that male pheromones 
(androstenol/androstenone) from male sweat have a direct impact on female 
menstrual cycles and ovulation.  She grabbed a handful of the shirt and 
pulled it up to her face and breathed in, millions of microscopic pheromone 
particles entered her body and began to do their work.  She could smell his 
cock.

Marci walked back to the bedroom and was standing in the doorway looking at 
Gary.  God she loved this man.  He was sleeping; lying on his back on top of 
the covers, without his PJ's on and his dick was standing at attention.    
She wondered why men always have a hard-on in the morning.  She thought of 
her Dad.  The two of them lived alone together when she was 18.  Her mother 
had passed away a year earlier.  She was always loosing her hairbrush and 
would sneak into her Dad's room to get to his bathroom and use his brush.  
One morning he was lying on his bed just like Gary was and had a huge 
hard-on.  He was just about as hung as Bill was and she couldn't take her 
eyes off his cock.   She stood there for what seemed like forever.  Marci 
was sexually active to put it mildly and just couldn't get that big cock out 
of her mind.  None of the boys that she dated had half of what her Dad had 
and she wanted it.  Besides, she had caught him peeking at her when she was 
sunbathing in the back yard without her top on.  He had come home early and 
was watching her thru the blinds.  She pretended that she didn't see him 
watching and put on a pretty good show.   This would be better.  Her Dad 
worked swing shift and got home pretty late.   She left the hall light on 
and her bedroom door open about half way.  Her room was opposite her Dad's 
bedroom and it wouldn't be easy for him to get to his room without looking 
in hers.  The head of her bed was against the far wall and she would lay on 
the bed nude.  He would have a perfect view of her beautiful ass.


