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Once They Do It, They Can't Stop -- by Kysa Braswell
Whenever pressed for details (and I was loose enough to relate the stories), I
would recall some more of the sisters' games they loved to play with their black
male lovers. It wasn't enough that the two women were beautiful young blondes
who had incredible bodies, cute faces to match, and loved to fuck around with
and without their husbands. No, these two young women had developed a sense of
adventure that led them to a need for a constant stream of sex.
The taboo of having sex with someone other than a spouse was like a dependency
on a drug that required bigger and stranger doses to satisfy the hunger. It
started with my sister-in-law, Jodi, who got her first taste of adventure when
she got me to take her to the store to pick out a new dildo, and wound up
selecting a nicely formed, soft surgical rubber black model. The thrill of
imagining a black cock in her pussy led her to venturing out and seducing a
black member of the local gym where she worked. She couldn't contain her
excitement of breaching the taboo, and pressed her sister into trying it. My
wife soon developed the same inner excitement, and the two femmes began building
a herd of black studs, personally chosen to be the biggest and best. A husband's
first reaction to his golden haired housewife having a propensity for black cock
usually borders on a near death experience. To see both his wife and her sister
with the same addiction, well, that's a totally different reality.
The two girls liked their black meat; that was for sure. They often had their
men over to fuck them, either at Jodi's house, or even in my own bed as the
occasion arose, and they even had the balls to introduce me to their lovers. It
wasn't out of spite, mind you, but out of a desire to gain full permission to
pursue the hobby they loved.
The two sisters actively sponsored many of the swing parties, most of them
involving their "inner core" of women members, and quite often held at
one of the member's homes during a weekday afternoon. The girls liked to
organize their private parties around some theme, and liked the freedom to be as
wild as they wished. They held no secrets about the afternoon get- togethers
that they held once or twice a week. They just wanted, "...the opportunity
to invite who they wanted, and to have the freedom to get fucked as they
wanted." It was all very innocent and serious at the same time, for they
were convinced that they were doing nothing wrong, and they felt that it
enhanced their marriages by giving them that freedom. Consequently, my wife
almost always told me of her misadventures, and didn't attempt to hide her
participation in the events. For them, it was all done for pure fun, physical
and mental. If either one had a rape fantasy, it was for the excitement and not
the pain. They took their fun seriously and with all out enthusiasm. It was a
part of life that would only stay a few years, and they were bound and
determined to milk it for all it was worth.
I remember the time when my out-of-town work actually sent me home early on a
Thursday to do some business in my hometown. It was a week that I wasn't
expected to be home at all, since I had just left the previous Sunday for
another two-week stint on the road. I thought I would surprise my wife, Jessica,
having finished my work in the morning, and I arrived home shortly after twelve
noon. I didn't notice my sister-in-law's car parked down the street, so when I
entered the house, I really got a surprise. I entered quietly, thinking about my
surprise, and heard feminine voices coming from the master bedroom. Quietly
sneaking down the hall, I peeked through the partially opened bedroom door, and
watched as Jessica, Jodi and two other girl friends were putting the finishing
touches on themselves, getting ready for one of their afternoon parties with
their studs. It seems as if my house was volunteered for that week's fuck fest.
The girls occasionally started out totally nude, but preferred to start their
sessions dressed in some incredibly sexy outfit that they took pride in
fashioning themselves. Both Jessica and Jodi were excellent seamstresses, and
competed in making incredibly small pieces of cloth into something wearable. I
had to admit, the outfits they concocted were really something to behold, and
never failed to turn me on. My wife's outfit was a skin colored nylon cat suit,
that she made from sheer nylon stocking material. The material stretched to
every curve in her body, and had numerous oval shaped openings down each side
and throughout. Some lace was strategically positioned in patterns from her
ankles to her neckline, only this time it was carefully placed not to cover her
tits and pussy, but to surround them. The transparent nylon stretched around her
nipples, and clung to every slight fold of her slit and clit. She looked
virtually nude atop her four-inch heels, and erotically accessible to those
places that stood out so invitingly.
One of their friends had made a harem outfit of white sheer veil material made
up of two separate pieces. Each piece (about four inches wide) was identical,
intended for right and left sides of her body. They started by being tied once
at each ankle, run up the inside of each leg and through a gold ring just below
her cunt. One piece went to her back, the other to her front, up over her
shoulder, and fastened to the other piece with Velcro about midway down her
body. The effect was that one piece ran up the crack of her ass, over the
shoulder and covered one breast, while the other ran up her front side, over the
other breast. While the thin transparent material did little to hide her tits,
the only way she could conceal her cunt was to keep the material bunched between
closed legs. Or, at a whim, she could move to expose her bald pussy at will. At
any rate, the flowing material up her crack, leaving her backside totally
exposed, accentuated her asscheeks. The other girl was not quite as inventive,
and chose to purchase her outfit from a sex shop, but still didn't disappoint.
It was a typical open bra arrangement with pull away, or open crotch, but
couldn't hold a candle to the looks of my wife and her sister.
Jodi's outfit was really not an outfit at all. It started with a single
spaghetti-strap strip of chiffon material that she wrapped around the back of
her neck, and then down the front over her tits where it widened to about four
inches to cover her globes. The material then narrowed again; so she could tuck
the two strands through her clit ring, and let it just hang over her bare pussy.
From the back, she was totally nude, and from the front, she was only barely
covered in strategic areas. Together with her long golden blond hair, she was
the picture of a virgin innocence.
I slowly backed away from the door, not wanting to be seen, and returned to the
family room where trays of snacks were set up, along with a cooler of chilled
wine and assorted drinks. Pillows and mattresses were placed around the room,
covered with silky sheets. Music was playing, and the incense was emitting a
pleasant fragrance. I felt that I had wandered into a bordello as I decided to
go back out and ring the doorbell.
You can imagine the look on Jessica's face as she swung the door open, expecting
someone else. I tried to look surprised to match her expression as she backed
away from the door, and the other girls came prancing down the hall. Jodi
smirked, and Jessica did her best to take my presence in stride, and said,
"Wow! What a surprise! Well, you're just in time for the party. Anyway,
there are some people I always wanted you to meet." This statement seemed a
little odd, for I knew all the women there, but as she looked past me, I
suddenly realized that someone was approaching from behind me. I turned to see
four very healthy looking black men turn to walk up my driveway, actually
carrying flowers. Jessica pulled me into the house and rushed me to the kitchen,
while her sister simultaneously said, "I'll play hostess for a few minutes,
then it's your party."
After a quick explanation of my trip, Jessica hurried her lecture.
"Look," she began in hushed tone, "it's great that you got to
come home early, but we're having a party here today, and I'm hosting it for the
girls. You know very well what goes on, and I'm not about to disappoint everyone
and embarrass myself in the process. So, I guess your surprise has turned into
my surprise." She cocked her hip and held her hands up in a helpless
gesture and sexy pose, waiting for a response. My eyes traced her figure from
platinum blond hair cut in a perfect bob style, perfectly made up face, down her
sexy well exposed body to her white four inch heels. To say she was fuckable was
a gross understatement, and my mind raced with images of how she would be taken
that afternoon.
This was the time in our relationship when I had tried just about everything I
could imagine to reconcile what was happening in our lives. I had gone from
shocked to angry to trying to "fix" the situation, all to no avail. I
realized several things by now. One was the fact that I wasn't going to stop my
wife's antics. She was intent on living out her fantasies whether or not I was
there to participate. Of course, I did have the choice of leaving her, but,
alas, there was one big problem. I was in love with the bitch! However, there
was one thing I hadn't tried, cooperation. I had never actually been totally
supportive of her actions, and it dawned on me that the tack just might give me
some say in the matter, at least some degree of control. But, is that what I
really wanted? It was worth investigating, and, in an instant, I formulated my
new plan of surprise. I would agree to everything, support her black sexing, and
everything else imaginable. What could I lose?
"I... I had no idea," I stammered in a fashion befitting the
situation. Then, figuring on a good offense, I blurted out, "No problem,
Sweetheart. I've always wanted to meet your black lovers. They must be such
gentlemen to bring flowers too. I assume you're the candy?" We both stared
into each other's eyes for a few seconds, trying to see an opening, but then, at
the same time, we both burst out laughing. It was obvious from her wide smile
and relaxed posture that I had actually totally defused the situation, and made
her believe that I was now accepting of her behavior. She was actually happy
with me! So, taking me in hand, she kissed me and said, "C'mon, baby,
there're some people I want you to meet!" And I followed as she sauntered
into the family room.
Jessica sprang into the room, jumping off the single step, giddy with delight at
the thought that I was giving in to her way of thinking. The girls had already
offered drinks to everyone, had just finished modeling themselves for the men,
and were cuddling up with black arms around their white, semi-nude bodies. As
Jess's nearly naked body entered, all the men's eyes focused on her great figure
before noticing me right behind. Surprise was not the word, perhaps shock would
be better as they all straightened up with a guilty "caught with a hand in
the cookie jar" look.
"Hi, I'm Jessica's husband," I offered with full confidence as I
approached the first man to shake his hand. Jessica broke in with an attempted
introduction, "Sweetheart, this is one of my lovers, Jerry." I thought
to myself, "Hmmm, Jerry with the sweaty palms. I think I have the upper
hand here." She continued to introduce her friends, "and these are
my... our... other lovers," and each cordially took my hand in disbelief as
I welcomed them to my home. Introductions were done in a matter of seconds, and
I noticed Jessica leading the girls in smiles, as they stood relieved at my
cheery attitude, and tried to look natural.
My strategy was working, and I definitely had my wife wrapped around my finger
at this moment by my enthusiasm. I didn't let the advantage slip as I turned to
Jerry, Wyan, Mike and Buzz (as he was known), "So, fellas, Jess and Jodi
have told me about being serviced by you guys while I was away. Do you get over
here often?" I took a drink from one of the girls and began sipping as I
listened.
"You're kidding, right?" said Jerry.
"No, no! I really am Jessica's better half... and, that makes me Jodi's
brother in law. And, I really am interested in meeting you guys and getting some
first hand feedback about how it feels to fuck a another man's wife... and, in
your case, especially if it's a white housewife." I was pushing it, and I
immediately sensed my mistake.
"Look, I, uh... we didn't mean to... I mean, we didn't expect... we thought
that."
"Really, guys," I softened my approach and put a hand on his shoulder,
"this is the first time I've had a chance to meet my wife's playmates. And,
so, I want you to know that I'm okay with this, so relax. Did I say something
wrong?" I was still in control.
"No. Actually, it's me that's off guard, here. You know, I guess the girls
were right."
"How's that?"
"They always told us that their mates were cool." Jerry smiled big,
and shook my hand genuinely this time. I returned the smile, knowing that I was
about to watch my wife get fucked by this guy, but also knowing that I had more
to gain by enjoying it than fighting it. Besides, these guys weren't small. The
conversation relaxed, and the girls went back to stroking their playmates egos
and bodies. Even Jessica came up to Jerry while we were talking, and cradled
under his big black arm, and guiding his hand to her tit, which he took the
opportunity to massage in front of me.
The more I talked with Jerry and his friends, the more relaxed I became. I
realized that these guys didn't fit my image of the black street gang, but were
more gentlemen than anything else. They were very concerned with my comfort
level, and that alone was enough to change my offense into acceptance. I was
finding myself relieved that these men were actually human, and were only
interested in good dirty fun, but not necessarily at my expense.
After about twenty minutes, the doorbell rang, and Jess trotted off to usher in
five more studs to the party. I loved watching her form, as she looked for all
the world to be naked while her bouncing walk jiggled her boobs, and her blond
bob hairdo cropped perfectly around her face. The scene was pretty much the
same... my semi-nude wife making the introductions, and the new comers feeling
uneasy with the husband who was about to witness them filling his pet with black
jism. The first group cut the ice by ensuring that everything was cool, and that
I was looking forward to seeing my wife in action. As the party got going, the
men's clothing started coming off bit by bit. I was impressed by Jess and Jodi's
choice in black men. I had been told that they were very selective, but now I
knew what they meant. Both sisters once told me, "We don't want to screw
brown men, we want to fuck BLACK men with BLACK cocks." Every man the girls
had invited had dark to exceptionally black skin, and their cocks?
I couldn't believe the jet-black slabs of tube steak that was swaying between
their legs and slowing rising to attention. These things were huge - there
wasn't a one short of ten inches at the very least! Jessica was so proud of her
selections, and so excited about me being there, that she made a point of
"showing me her men" by getting going from man to man, introducing me
to their cocks. She was a vibrant little girl showing off her new dolls as she
would wrap her small white hand around the base of a big dick and pump it half
way to erection. Another she would suck for a few strokes to make her cheeks
bulge, and flick her tongue in his cockhead before presenting the size to me as
if it was her trophy. As she proceeded around the room, she would talk to me
about each one, totally innocently saying things like, "...and this is
Buzz. His poker is really thick and I get off on the way it stretches me wide.
He fucks me about once a week... then there's Wyan," and she would move to
show me the size of his balls and bat. I think that my wife was especially fond
of balls, because she believed that the larger the man's balls, the larger the
load he could shoot. She loved to massage those black testicles like they
belonged to her. Meanwhile, Jodi and the other girls were getting off on the
brashness of Jessica telling her husband of her preferences in black meat, and
started the orgy while watching her in action.
Jessica was really working it, a leg up on the coffee table gave a great view of
her pussy through the nylon, a bend over at the waist to loosen some guy's belt
made her straight legs and straining muscles beg to be stroked, and no chance to
cop a feel was missed as I watched her hand slip into the crotches of pants that
were falling to the floor. Jodi wasn't losing a beat either. Her one- strap girl
outfit was being invaded with and without invitation as her nipples were
pinched, breasts squeezed and pussylips kissed while she lifted a leg to the arm
of the sofa.
The women got the party going by starting some music, and, one by one, they got
up to strip. Jodi danced first, turning it into a lap dance for two of the men,
and ended up nude in their laps. My wife was next, gyrating to the music and
slowly peeling the cat suit from her shoulders and down her body. She paused to
suck her own tits, then fed them to a couple of men waiting to taste her milk.
Unlike the typical strip club, she stripped totally nude, then continued her lap
dance with her face in the men's crotch. Again, unlike the local clubs her
action didn't stop until she was holding a big black prick in her mouth, and the
other man next to her was inserting his finger in her sopping wet pussy. The
other girls followed.
Jessica was not only relieved, I think she actually wanted to put on a good show
for me, since I was so much at ease with her antics. She arranged for one of her
girl friends to make sure that I was getting just as naked as her black studs.
So the girl took advantage of stripping me to my hardon, then dragging me by the
prick over to where she could suck a white one and a black one at the same time.
Of course, by this time everyone was getting naked, and the fancy costumes that
the girls wore did their magic with snaps and rips of Velcro before being thrown
to the corners of the room. Soon there were four nude women in heels, nine black
men with raging boners, and one white husband about to watch his wife, her
sister and white housewife friends get fucked all afternoon.
And fuck they did. I think I viewed about every position imaginable as stiff
black cocks penetrated the milky white bodies of the housewife whores. Actually,
they couldn't be called whores, because they didn't get paid. In fact, they gave
it away religiously and enthusiastically as I was witnessing. The girls always
had more men than women, and usually arranged to have more than a two to one
ratio, and today barely met that criteria. The object was for each of the girls
to be able to have two guys at once if they so desired, and to assure that they
would get fucked at least four or more time during the afternoon (counting on
each man cumming twice). So there I sat, prick in hand, gawking at my wife and
her sister impale themselves on big black cocks, and getting injected with black
baby sperm in every hole.
Jessica was so thrilled at my attitude, that she made sure I had a good view of
her penetrations. She even called to me to watch as she first sucked one guy to
hardness, then turned to face me as he sat on the couch, straddle his legs with
hers wide to the sides, and lower herself onto his pole as she guided it into
her asshole.
My cute blonde housewife was now bouncing up and down on a huge black penis
stuck up her ass, her gaping bald pussy opening and closing as she rose and
fell. As another dark body approached her, I heard her cry, "Stuff my cunt.
Stuff my cunt and ass at the same time." And the man obliged by kneeling
between his friend's legs and sliding his black boner into my wife's baby hole.
Two huge pieces of black meat were about to explode inside her as they continued
stroking in and out with their massive tools. Then, suddenly, all three seemed
to shudder simultaneously, and she was filled with gobs of hot semen as the
cocks buried themselves and spurt their cream as far as they could up her ass
and womb.
I noticed that Jessica wasn't the only girl getting fucked. Jodi was getting
reamed front and back, face fucked and butt fucked at the same time, while the
other girls rimmed a man's asshole in front, and enjoyed a stuffing from behind.
It was quite an orgy. Hot sex was everywhere, and the guys lived up to their
label of studs as they went from one white girl to the next, keeping each filled
with black meat and semen. The guys would occasionally come over and talk with
me, saying how much they liked to fuck my wife, but always making sure that I
was still okay with it all. One thing I enjoyed watching was when either Jess or
her sister would nurse one of the gents. Both of them continued lactating after
their pregnancies, and enjoyed the fact that their tits were fuller than normal
and that they easily produced milk on demand. They would straddle a guy and
squeeze their tits while rubbing the nipples between the men's sucking lips.
Soon he would be rewarded with streams of warm breast milk shooting from their
nipples straight into an open mouth. The girls really liked feeding the men this
way, and readily got off on having their breasts milked for a crowd of people.
They liked it so much, in fact, that they would always go braless in easily
accessible tops so they could nurse their escorts in public, or brazenly fill
their drink glasses in a restaurant when on one of their dates.
In fact, it was some time after this that I was out to an elegant evening dinner
with my wife, her sister, and four of their black male friends. We were having a
group meal before we returned to Jodi's house where I was going to photograph
the gents fucking my wife and sister. The men were there to interview the
sisters about the club activities, and how they could structure something
similar in their hometowns. Then wanted to take home some material to create a
brochure for their club, and maybe even start a web page. Anyway, there we were
in a perfectly ritzy restaurant, with each of the women flanked by blacks. I sat
between two of the men at the large round table, so it was white black, white
black all around. The sisters were dressed in their usual sexy fashion, and both
were wearing identical chiffon cocktail dresses that were backless. The single
strip of semi transparent cloth in front wrapped around the neck, and covered
each breast individually as they plunged to the waist where the two sides
blended into the skirt section.
Going braless, the girls' tits bounced enticingly as they walked, and showed a
lot of nipple as it stretched over their white globes. While having drinks
before dinner, everyone was getting rather loose and getting off at the way
everyone in the restaurant was staring at the interracial mix. The conversation
got around to some of the club's activities, and when asked about what the women
liked to do to be wild and different, my wife looked at her sister and replied,
"Well, we make one helluva good White Russian." When asked what was so
special, Jodi said they would demonstrate, and ordered Stoli on the rocks for
everyone. When served, the men complained that White Russian contained cream, to
which my wife replied, "Oh, but that's what makes ours so special. We use
milk." And she proceeded to pull one side of her dress aside, exposing her
tit, and she began squeezing until her breast milk began to flow. She milked
herself into the glasses of vodka one by one, and passed it down the table. Her
sister did the same until we all had the JandJ (Jessica and Jodi) version of a
White Russian.
The lights in the restaurant were very low, with table candles doing most of the
lighting, but still, several patrons noticed and were too sophisticated to cause
a scene. When their boobs were emptied, the sisters slipped their tits back
inside their dresses, and continued enjoying the drinks and conversation of the
evening. I don't remember whether I drank my wife or my sister-in- law that
evening, but at least I was included. Jessica said that a White Russian was
okay, but she preferred a Kalua and cream, and said that she would show us how
to make that later. I always loved breast milk after that!
Getting back to my wife's party, the afternoon was fading, everyone was full of
food, drink and sperm (in the girls' cases). The men were lounging around naked,
with equally nude women in their laps or cuddled by their sides. The two girl
friends said they had to leave for home and get dinner ready for their families,
while Jodi said that she and Jess had better get ready too. I assumed them meant
their own homes, but I was surprised when Jessica motioned for me to follow her
and Jodi into the bedroom while their guests got dressed. Jodi started the
shower for a quick rinse off, while I sat on the bed with Jessica standing
before me, her pussy oozing black semen right there in front of my face.
"I really am happy that you enjoyed this afternoon, love, but there's more,
and I hope you understand. Your trip home is kind of in the middle of our plans
for the next three days. You see, Jodi and I (Jodi was now standing next to Jess
while the shower warmed up)... well, we arranged to go with Jerry for the next
few days to help him with his project. That is, if he would take us, and he said
yes."
"What do you mean take you, and what project?"
"You know, be his women, his two white cunts, his housewife slaves to keep
around his place or wherever he wants. We do this occasionally, and you just
happened to walk in on the week we had it planned. And, oh, his project... well,
you see, Jerry is a professional photographer who mostly does advertisement work
like layouts for special sales, catalogs, and even head shots for aspiring
models and talent agencies. He says that's all well and good, but it doesn't
make the big money, and so, he supplements his income with a little private
photography of sexy scenes for some magazines."
"Excuse me? Sexy scenes? Am I getting the drift that he's into some porno
production?" I asked.
"Well, now that you mention it, yes," replied Jess.
I continued, "And, you... no, don't tell me, you help him with the
modeling?"
My wife was getting that pouty look on her face, rather sheepishly looking
downward like a little girl caught with her panties down. At that point, Jodi
piped up with her usual blunt explanation, "Look, Jerry shoots a little
porn on the side, and he specializes in interracial sex. Is that plain
enough?"
"Go on," I added.
"And, we happen to be his bread and butter subjects. More accurately, we're
his prime material. Frankly, he's produced several magazines that feature YOUR
wife and HER sister being fucked by black men, sucking black cock, and generally
performing anything else he wants us to do." Sometimes Jodi just gets into
the mood of being blatant, and the words just spill out of her before she
realizes the effect they could have.
"But, I haven't seen anything like that around here."
"Maybe it's because you just haven't looked. It's in all the adult stores,
glossy, black and white, and in living color!"
Jess had moved over to the nightstand, pulled out several copies of full color
magazines, and handed them to me shyly. As I picked them up, the first
magazine's cover was a full-page color photo of my wife's face, covered in cum
as she held a huge black cock on her cheek. Her mouth was half open, and a pool
of white jizm could be seen inside, ready to be swallowed as she looked into the
camera with her baby blues. As I continued to flip the pages, more photos
revealed my pert blonde wife in different positions, having black cocks inserted
into her body. Anal insertions, combination anal and pussy, pussy while sucking,
anal while sucking, anal and pussy while sucking, and even one where she was
being fucked in the ass, fucked in her cunt, and face fucked while she held huge
slabs of black meat in each hand to the side all at the same time. They were all
there in a special edition of what was titled Interracial Goo. That was the
front half of the magazine, and the last half consisted of a series of cum shots
from the men she was servicing. The final photo showed her virtually covered in
sticky white goo, smiling as she lay at the feet of her lovers.
The second magazine was devoted to my sister-in-law, showing her in similar
shots, position and sequence of events. Her magazine was entitled Black Cream
White Dream, and ended in a nice spread shot of her pussy covered in literally
gobs of semen. The only differences I could see in the two documents was that
one girl had short platinum blonde hair, and the other had long golden blonde
hair. The quality of photography was really quite good, and in the short time I
took to review the rags, my cock had sprung to life, thinking of my wife and her
sister while all this was being shot. Of course, it didn't help that the two
sisters were sitting on either side of me, rubbing their tits on my arms as they
looked over my shoulder at the pictures and reminisced about certain poses.
"See this one?" said my wife, "I really got off being fucked by
that guy. He was pushing hardon my cervix and finally got his cock into my
uterus."
"Yeah," Jodi interjected, "and I remember that you came like
gangbusters when he shot his load inside you. You understand, we're supposed to
let the camera catch the cum, not keep it inside."
The two sat there while I perused the pages, talking and pointing as I flipped
through to the end. Jessica was the first to ask, "Well, what do you think?
They're really well done, and you can't believe the amount of feedback we've
gotten since these were published! I think we're getting to be some kind of
stars or something."
"Published? Already?" I asked.
"Not only published, but sold out, and clamoring for more!" Jodi
exclaimed. "Imagine, right now there are probably fifty thousand men out
there that have emptied their balls over my pictures alone. Oh, sorry Sis, and
another fifty thousand squirts over yours too."
"So am I to just sit here and take the fact that my demure wife and her
sister are now porn stars on the printed page? And one's that specialize in
black sexing? At least tell me that you got something out of this!"
Jessica jumped in, "Of course we got something out of it. About thirty or
forty orgasms apiece shooting the pictures!" She and Jodi giggled, but then
Jodi elbowed Jess. "But besides the fun, we got these!" she said as
both girls put a leg up onto the bed, one on either side of me, and pointed to
their bald pussies. "If you remember, Honey, we never got a bill for all my
hair removal. Jerry took care of it all."
"Jerry paid for both of you?" I asked in amazement.
"Not only paid, but escorted us to each and every visit while the procedure
was being done. It must have cost him about three grand apiece, but look at the
results, soft and smooth as a newborn. Besides, it was fun acting like a black
man's white hooker when he took us for the procedures. We wore practically
nothing, and did we get stared at or what? Actually," she giggled,
"When you think about it, we were his hookers, weren't we?"
Of course she was right. There is something special about a smooth slit that I
just can't resist. I loved the way she looked, and could almost cream every time
I saw her flaunting her hairless treasure for some stranger. She always twisted
things into her being right. Both she and her sister stood there with their
perfectly smooth and hairless cunts inches from my face as I could smell their
sex and see the excess sperm that had been deposited just minutes ago seeping
from their slits. I wondered if it was a good trade, and thought of what he
might do next.
"Oh, and if you're wondering if this was worth the trade, we're pretty sure
that he made off like a bandit. But, on the other hand, we got what we wanted,
maybe more, because now he wants us to do a series of shoots. Jerry says that
there are piles of money in interracial sex shots, especially if they're done
with young looking blonde women. Besides, he also says we can have anything we
want in return, especially if we get kinky with some of the work. Any
suggestions?" Jess teased while squeezing her tits, and I knew then that
the girls were probably conspiring for some boob alterations.
The looks on their faces was that of little girl excitement, and their smiles
and perkiness said to me that they figured I would be receptive to finding out
about this too. What could I say? I stammered an "aw shit" response
under my breadth, but I was cut short by Jodi. "We could call you
sometime... no, better yet, why don't you ask Jerry if you can visit us while
we're with him this weekend? I'm sure it would be fine, since you two hit it off
so well." Again, what could I say? And, so, the deal was done, and the two
covered me with kisses and playful fondling, wife and sister in law alike,
teaming up to stroke my cock as each took turns giving me a much wanted blow
job.
I didn't wait for them as they both piled into the shower together, and I left
to go back to the guests. I dressed with the others, and I got to know Jerry and
his intentions a little better. He mentioned to me that the two sisters had done
this a number of times, and he was only too pleased to comply. They put him in
complete charge, but expected constant attention in return. That is, "They
expected to be surprised by new ideas for getting them fucked or for whoring
them out," he said matter-of-factly as we sat talking. Only the four
original men remained, with the others having left as soon as they dressed,
thanking me for a wonderful afternoon, and promising to repeat the favor. It
wasn't more than fifteen minutes before the two blondes were entering the room.
"Here we are!" they said with excitement, bubbly and all smiles. Well,
not all smiles... they were wearing their white "fuck me" heels, but
nothing more. Two fresh clean nude bodies complete with bald pussies and
bouncing tits circled around us, coming to a halt in front of the five men in
the room. "Well, what do you want us to wear this time? We have our shorts,
short skirts, cocktail dresses, sun dresses, lingerie, an assortment of our own
creations... you name it." The girls laid out the collection of sexy
clothing, while the men started selecting and pawing through the piles.
Meanwhile, Jessica and Jodi were giving me excited glances and shifting from
right to left leg, stretching their near perfect figures to entice the men. Jodi
whispered to me, "Did you arrange it with him?"
"Damn! I forgot to ask," I whispered back. She took the cue, smiled at
me, then pushed Jerry back on the couch and plunked her naked self in his lap
with arms around his neck. "Jerry, darling, I've got a suggestion for you.
Why don't you invite my brother in law over to your place to get in on some of
the action?"
Jerry's smile widened, "Of course! You will be my guest, won't you? The
invitation is open... anytime." He beamed at his inventiveness, and Jessica
didn't wait for me to answer.
"Good! It's settled, then. You come over to join us. Stick will give you
directions."
"Stick?"
"Oh, sorry. That's Jerry's name among his friends. Very appropriate don't
you think?" she said seductively as she squeezed his cock through his
pants.
"Thanks, Stick." I replied, laughing with the rest of them. "I
think I'll take you up on that."
"OK, but for now these ladies are mine, and I'm getting first crack at
their cracks." The girls giggled at the term, and pressed on for a choice
of clothing.
"Sheeit! I can never make up my mind. Just take it all guys, and we'll
figure it out later." The men scooped up the apparel, placing it into the
duffle they brought with them.
"But, what about right now? We just happen to be naked." Jessica
asked.
"Right now, my bald pussy friends, I would like to see you in white
stockings." So, the two pulled out pairs of white control top nylons,
seductively put them on, and replaced their heels. "OK, what next,"
Jodi continued. "I don't see any reason to wear more than your shoes. Don't
you guys agree?" said Jerry. A resounding agreement came from the other
three, and my wife and her sister stood shocked (as they liked to be), realizing
that their trip to Stick's place would be a nude one. I thought his suggestion
was very fitting given the intent of the arrangements, so I offered my support,
to which I got a high five from each of the black studs.
The sisters wanted to be fucked and used, so they were going to start by
displaying themselves as these black men's toys as they made for the front door.
Jessica (always thinking) stopped quickly and turned. "Can you do us a
favor?" she asked of me. "Get the video camera and go down the
street." I didn't need another hint as I grabbed the camera that had been
used to record the afternoon party, and I headed to my car. I drove to a spot
with a clear view of Jerry's car and the house, and started the camera running
as four black men and two blond nude housewives exited my home. I always liked
the look of white nylons, as it made the legs of the women stand out in muscular
contrast to their escorts, and gave the mental impression that the wearer was
virginal. My wife, with her platinum blond bob hairdo, lightly tanned skin, and
four-inch heels, was walking naked (except for her white nylons) between two
very black men. And her sister followed, with flowing long blond hair, the same
four-inch heels and equally nude between her black escorts. The girls were
really working it too, for they walked that bouncy kind of walk that women do
when they want their tits to jiggle and bounce, and that they did. Two beautiful
creamy mounds of flesh shook provocatively, making sure that they moved up and
down, side to side. It was part of their act, and as long as they were doing it,
they wanted to make sure that anyone seeing them would have no doubt that they
were a black man's white whore. The two girls were drunk with excitement, and I
could see that they were giving everything to the experience.
Stick had this in mind when he arrived earlier, and purposely parked about two
doors away. The party walked down the driveway and proceeded down the sidewalk.
The shot I was getting was superb, and couldn't have turned out better when two
cars slowed to watch the parade. The occupants of the first car were new
neighbors who nearly took out their own mailbox, and the other car was a couple
being escorted around the neighborhood by a real estate sales woman. I got a
perfect shot of snapping necks and gawking mouths with the zoom lens, which also
showed the semi-naked procession in the background. Both cars slowed to a crawl
to watch as the completely nude blonde sisters were ushered into the black men's
car and slowly driven away for three days of black sexing.
I don't know exactly how it happened, but I realized that my fear and shock of
knowing that my wife would seek out black men to fuck her was a thing of the
past. I had realized that there was nothing I could do to change the situation,
and that she was going to pursue her fantasy with or without me. The bigger
problem I faced was adjusting to the fact that neither my wife nor her sister
would use any form of birth control. They insisted that the thrill of the chance
of being inseminated by a black man was the ultimate kicker, and this happened
to be their fertile time of the month. Just before I left the bedroom, Jessica
had whispered that they were "looking forward to being impregnated by Jerry
and his friends. I just love the feeling of being filled with hot sperm directly
from their black balls." She said this staring into my eyes, her face only
inches from mine, breathing hard, and waiting for my reaction. Once again, I
snapped back with a curt answer saying that it wasn't my belly that would be
swelling with a black baby. She just laughed saying, "I really think you're
beginning to get into this. Good for you! Besides, you already know we'll get
Ron to deep fuck us and bump it out of there anyway."
Yeah, I knew. Ron and his fourteen-inch donkey dick had penetrated both girls'
cervixes on a regular basis, and was their trick to naturally aborting. I mused
to myself that it's not every man who would encourage his fair haired housewife
to get her cervix fucked by a fourteen inch black cock, but, then again, it was
the only practical and sane solution.
I sat there working the camera as my nude wife and sister-in-law paraded down my
street. Just before they entered the car, I zoomed in for a last shot on the
nakedness of my family sluts. They bent way over for the camera while slowly
getting into the car, and it was clear to see that both their bald pussies were
dripping once again.
I watched as Jerry's car pulled away, carrying my wife and her sister off to
their planned weekend of playing slave girls for their black lovers, and posing
for a new series of slick interracial porn magazines. Not only had it been
incredibly erotic to see Jessica and Jodi, two beautiful blond girls being
escorted down my neighborhood street by four black men, but for them to be
virtually nude, dressed only in white four inch heels and white nylons was
really mind blowing. It was only a few seconds before I realized that I had not
gotten directions to Jerry's place, so I threw my car into drive, shook off my
daze, and raced after the dark BMW. Luckily, traffic allowed me to catch up and
follow them to one of the city's urban renewal sections.
The brownstone three story building was in the center of the block that had been
completely renovated for exclusive businesses and luxury living. The BMW pulled
into a private garage, and the party began filing out and around to the front of
the building. The girls were kept nude during the trip, and attracted as much
attention as any blonde housewife would in a mostly black neighborhood, but were
well protected, and in the safety of their four escorts. After all, they were
there to have sex with black men, so covering up was of little importance, just
safety. They entered the front and disappeared behind the closed door. After a
few minutes of noticing lights getting turned on, the windows to the third story
balcony opened, where I could see Jessica looking out. She found my car, smiled,
blew me a kiss, and waved as she slipped back to the interior. They didn't make
much effort to close the drapes, and from my vantage point, I could see the two
blond figures making themselves at home, and stepping behind the bar to fix
drinks for their private party.
Soft jazz started to drift from the apartment, and the sisters started stripping
the clothes from the men. Soon the picture of two naked white housewives being
lovingly pawed by four nude black men was clearly visible. Just before I decided
to leave, Jodi dropped to her knees to mouthing the stiff rod of one of the men.
Jessica wasn't far behind as I saw her first straining up to kiss her lover
while stretching his long cock with her small white hand, then, sinking slowly,
she joined her sister in sucking off the first of a long list of black pricks
that were lined up for the weekend. As I drove away, both girls raised their
hands to wave (they must have been told by their host that I was leaving),
neither one missing a stroke from the big black dicks shoved in their mouths. I
mused on the way home that neither Jessica nor Jodi ever drank very much liquor,
thereby keeping their wits about them when having sex. Jess once confided that
they both preferred to have all their senses about them when getting fucked, and
only drank to take the edge off. I wasn't that proud. I knew that I would be
downing a few at home, thinking of my wife and her sister as they satisfied
their lust for black meat, and the fact that both were just about to get their
first good drink of the weekend.
The sisters were insatiable and had an energy level that would put a
professional athlete to shame. Their lust for sex seemed only interrupted by
their need for food and drink, and occasionally to recharge with a few hours of
sleep. Even their bodily functions didn't slow them down, for they sometimes
invited some of their kinkier companions to watch as their little pee holes
splashed golden liquid into the toilet. Not something I especially enjoyed, but
they got to spread themselves in exhibition for their black friends to examine
their most private of all parts, and that just turned them on all the more.
My wife and her sister made dinner for their host and his friends, all the while
remaining nude and available for their every sexual whim. They fucked throughout
the evening into the wee hours of the morning, having removed the only clothes
they wore halfway during the evening. When they awoke, they were lying naked in
bed sandwiched between black bodies, ready for a new day of playing their
"get me pregnant if you can" games. The girls would always schedule
something like this during their fertile time of the month, since the adrenaline
would be driving them wild.
As morning broke, the two white slaves set about doing their chores for their
black master, by starting with breakfast, attending him in the shower, cleaning
the house, and, of course, seeing that he had his choice of white snatch for his
morning fuck. My wife and her sister always enjoyed showering with their lovers
for a couple of reasons. The first was obvious, as they got to clean the
orifices that they would be touching and even mouthing. The second reason was
that they had one silly fetish for their men to be cleanly shaven. Not their
faces, but their cocks and balls. The girls thrilled at the chore of lathering
up their black lover's tools and gently taking a safety razor the stiffening
dicks and swaying ball sacks. In the end, they voided the men of any hair that
would interfere with blowjobs, and they claimed that it felt so much sexier to
feel a smooth shiny black snake against their equally bald pussies. I have to
admit that the few times I watched my wife leisurely lying back while sipping a
drink, with her legs spread wide to the side, and having a big black prick
slowly slide in and out of her stretching cunt was a beautiful turn-on. She had
such a way with casual sex that she could carry on a conversation with her lover
while she enjoyed a long slow screw.
Jerry's guests were treated with the same respect, and each sister got filled
with hot creamy sperm from at least two men. Jess and Jodi made perfect white
surrogate housewives for the black men as they went about making the morning
meal in the nude. A complete breakfast was served, and each man was offered milk
for his coffee, which the girls squirted from their nipples directly into the
cups. Refills were self serve, and they offered their breasts to the men who
squeezed the tender white flesh until it produced the desired white fluid. The
girls were really having a good time being used by their black masters, and
playing the game of obedient white slaves.
Jerry's friends left after breakfast, leaving him alone with his harem, and
getting on with the day's chores for his slaves. Actually, chores isn't quite
the right word for it. Fortune had it that he was a professional photographer
who mostly did layouts for newspaper ads and magazines. However, he also had
contacts that would pay him for good quality porn photos whenever he could come
up with new material, and had mentioned it once to Jodi and Jess who jumped at
the chance for a bit of notoriety. The girls had actually been turned on enough
by the idea, that they arranged for part of this weekend to include a real top
notch photo session of them being black sexed. Having relatively good business
sense, Jerry got the notion of making a little money on the side, by selling the
opportunity for his business associates to have their picture taken with a white
woman. The equipment was top notch, and the lighting was everything needed for
the best quality results. Working alone and owning the building, he had the
advantage of being able to lock the front door and allow his subjects to roam
freely throughout, and in any state of dress that suited the job. Of course, my
wife and her sister roamed nude, since it was what good sex slaves should do,
and it just plain was exciting to both them and Jerry's guests.
Shortly after breakfast, I got a call from Jodi, who asked if I could run by her
house and pick up Nubi, her dog (pronounced noo-bee). I asked once why the name
Nubi, to which she replied, "Oh, it's short for Nubian." She proceeded
to lecture me on the derivation of the word, "You know, like in Nubia, the
country in Africa. The term Nubian slave referred to black slaves, and Nubi
being black, well."
The studio consisted of almost the entire second floor, and several different
settings for photo shoots. A small office to the side had an open staircase on
the outside leading to its top. Up top was a loft area filled with props, racks
of clothes, and even a bed. But the most obvious of things on the entire floor
was the activity going on in the central portion. Continuous pops of light came
in rapid fire as Jerry caught the action of my wife and two black men. She was
moving from pose to pose as Jerry talked to them constantly. "Okay, now,
work it, work it! C'mon baby, use that body. Wiggle that ass. Yeah that's it!
Good tongue action... oooh, yeah let's see that cockhead licked. Yeah, baby, now
hold that one. Good." My blond headed wife and her sister had really done
themselves up nicely, and their hair was perfect, and their makeup was just
right to exude that soft innocence.
Jessica was in the middle of two black men, slowly moving from one sex position
to another, and pausing to get the best angle for the camera. She was on her
knees, thrusting her ass up to meet the monster cock in her pussy, and had her
mouth and tiny hands around a big black pole in front of her face. Everything
was going in slow motion as she moved, not caring so much about getting fucked
as she was about getting the best photos of her penetrations. I stood silently
to watch the show as the camera popped its light to catch the cock just before
insertion, then as it was entering her white slit, followed at rapid succession
as the massive piece of black meat invaded my wife's cunt until two black balls
were resting on her pussylips. The shaft impaling her was every bit a foot long,
and the intensely black pole stretched her vaginal opening on every slow stroke.
The cock in her mouth was an even match for the one in her cunt, making it
difficult for her to engulf the entire thing, but not impossible. She is a
master in sausage swallowing, and takes pride in lodging huge black pricks in
her throat while looking up in her lover's eyes with her baby blues. Her neatly
cropped platinum bob framed her soft face and blue eyes as her cheeks bulged
with black meat. Not missing a trick, ample opportunity was taken to suck the
man's ball sack, and to mouth each globe individually. As this was being done,
she raised one leg for the camera to get a good clear shot of the black dong
fucking her bald pussy. Occasionally, she would stop, redirect the action, then
continue with the action.
The whole scene was moving in slow motion as I watched by wife fucking and
sucking these two incredibly black men's pricks. My innocent white housewife and
her two dark skinned lovers were performing in the middle of a large light blue
sheet of material that had been rolled down from the ceiling and across the
padded floor. Jerry was moving around them like a referee at a wrestling match,
but was tethered to the cable connecting the camera to the power source. Jessica
was being captured on several hundred frames of film as she moved in a smooth
free flowing dream of pure taboo sex.
Stick (Jerry) was bolstering his collection of photos depicting white women
having sex with black men, and had invited the two male models to take turns
fucking the sisters while he photographed. At no cost to the starving artist
models, they jumped at the chance to pork the blondes, and help their friend out
in the process. After all, he might very well throw extra work their way in the
future, and this wasn't exactly heavy duty work.
I didn't notice Jodi until she was next to me once again, and accompanied by the
man I had met at the door when I arrived. As the action was driving to the
exciting climax, we continued to watch Jessica's performance, and sip on drinks
that she had prepared as part of her duties. The shoot was literally coming to
an end, and Jerry was directing the final shots. "Now, why don't we get a
good facial first, followed by a pool of cum on your back, Sweety."
Jess broke off to say, "I like the facial, but the cum on my back doesn't
tell a strong enough story."
"Okay, we'll work with it, but for now let's get that prick to explode in
your face."
"In my mouth, you mean," she giggled, and began by licking from the
man's asshole, up around his nut sack, and on to completely cover his huge black
shaft that she continued to pump with her hand. By the time she reached the
bulbous head, the man was ready to explode, so Jess tipped her head back, opened
her mouth wide, stuck out her tongue as far as possible, and gazed up with those
bright blue eyes. She kept pumping the huge tool, giving the appearance that the
white girl was feeding herself from the fountain of black seed. Within seconds,
gobs of thick hot semen were spewing from the black rod, and the camera snapped
like a machine gun catching the white ropes as they flew through the air to my
wife's pretty face. I must say that the man had both excellent aim and a
plentiful supply, for the first gusher splashed evenly from her upper lip,
across her nose, and puddled in one eye. The following spurts landed perfectly
on her waiting tongue, creating a pool of hot spunk ready for her to swallow.
She held the pose like a trooper while the black sausage emptied its contents on
her face. A final broad smile was all the still camera had left to capture, and
she finally savored the hot cum before swallowing her prize.
Jess was laughing almost uncontrollably at the facial she just received. Her
laugh was so infectious that I joined her along with the others. She was
laughing so hard that she was half choking in the process, but that made her
image all the more exciting and innocent. In between gasps for air, Jess
blurted, "Good God, Sammy! How long have you been saving up? Or, better
yet, where have you been all my life?" It seemed my whole body relaxed when
I saw her enjoying her cum bath, and I watched as this pretty blonde girl sat
nude, cross legged in front of this huge black cock swinging in her face. Her
sweaty tits, bald snatch, and bright blue eyes were framed in her blonde hair. I
also mused that this was my wife who was acting so freely wanton in front of me
and her sister, not a care in the world, and also wondered how many men would be
jacking off to her pictures.
Jessica stopped only briefly to wipe the cum from her eye with her finger,
licked its dripping contents, then said, "Let's get the next one shooting
directly into my pussy. I'll hold it open while he jacks off into me." She
immediately spun around on her back, rolled up onto her shoulders, and reached
with both hands to open her pussy and provide a nice gaping hole. She kept
falling forward, so I retrieved a bean bag chair, and stuffed it under her back
to prop her up so she could relax and concentrate on holding her pussy open.
"Ooh! Thanks, love. I didn't even know you were here. Enjoying
yourself?" she said beaming from ear to cum soaked ear.
"Immensely," I retorted as I smiled and moved back allowing the action
to continue.
Jerry stepped up close to the action, and we all followed to watch. The man
yanked on his massive tool until his nuts contracted and he announced his
impending climax. As my wife looked up from her contorted position, she pulled
on her pussylips, opening the entrance to her womb. The camera again picked up
its pace to rapid fire, and caught the streams of semen as they burst forth from
the big black prick and flew directly into Jessica's vagina. She had been reamed
enough that her hole was a clear open shot, and the man proceeded to empty his
balls into her awaiting orifice. The hot white goo was injected into my wife's
gaping pussy with some pretty strong shots, and she moaned aloud as she felt its
heat inside her body. Pulse after pulse, jet after jet of sticky thick cum
blasted her between the legs, and soon came to overflow her cavern.
"Now, push it in me!" she gasped her last command, and the huge black
penis was plunged into her small white body, forcing much of the cum into her
uterus and the rest forced out around the crammed opening. My wife closed her
eyes and groaned at the sensation of feeling the warm black baby seed being
forced into her egg chamber, and the man held the base of his cock so its
stiffness would make a formidable piston. It was fairly obvious to me that
Jessica climaxed easily while being pumped, but saved her multiple orgasms for
later. Her soft white skin against his dark black body was truly a magnificent
ending to which we all applauded, while Jodi gasped as she continued to finger
her clit.
"Whew! Well, that got ME hot," said Jodi to no one in particular.
"Good," answered Jerry, "Let's all take a break while I reload
and get set up for the next session. Dwayne, are you ready?"
Dwayne, the man I had met at the door, was more than willing as Jodi had already
helped him with his hardon, and I suddenly noticed that I was the only clothed
person in the room. Jodi observed, "Uh, Bro? Why don't you get a little
more comfortable and GET NAKED!" She almost shouted the last command as if
in jest, but it had the desired effect as I sheepishly slipped off my things and
flung them to some unknown location in the room. So what if my eight white
inches was the smallest in the room. It didn't stop me from springing a hardon
at the sight of my two relatives getting porked by these black guys.
My wife's two lovers lifted her from the floor, and she came over to me after
accepting a drink from Jodi, her eyes noticing my erection. "Sorry,
sweetheart... but, you'll have to take care of yourself this trip. We promised
ourselves to Jerry, and it's sort of a repayment for services. well, anyway,
it's for something else." Then her face brightened, "But I've got an
idea, why don't you jack off into one of the glasses and save it up. I'll drink
it for you later, and I'm sure everyone would like to see that, especially if I
get other contributions!" She shook her blonde head up and down excitedly,
extracting an affirmation from me, and before I knew it, I had once again given
her unspoken consent to enjoy herself by turning me on through her orgy
participation. I thought to myself, "How does she do that?!"
Jodi couldn't contain herself, and insisted that it was her turn for some black
sexing. Dwayne was her man, and she led him over to the center area, swinging
her white ass sexily all the way. Jessica smirked while she took a drink, and
looked to see my reaction. "Someday I'm going to fuck that little
bitch!" I retorted.
"Yeah, and I'll lick your balls and both your assholes while you do
it!" Jessica threw back at me defiantly. We both got a good laugh, but kept
focused on her sister who sunk to her knees, threw back her long blond hair, and
clasped her small white hands around the huge slab of black meat staring her in
the face. Jodi was an expert at sucking cock, and she especially enjoyed making
as big a show of it as possible by starting at the very bottom of the man's ball
sack and working her way up. She never failed to have a stiff cock to suck by
the time she reached the top, and this time she was rewarded with a large
bulbous head ready to bulge her cheeks. Her creamy skin was in stark contrast to
the shining dick as her small tongue snaked its way up the jet black tube,
covering it in saliva and flicking the rather large pee hole at the end. Before
she knew it, the camera was flashing once again as Jerry was back at it,
recording the actions of the white slut housewife and her black lover.
Even though Jessica had been freshly fucked, and her cunt was still oozing black
seed, she never lost interest in watching her sister get laid. In fact, she
seemed fascinated with every drip of precum that Jodi managed to extract, and
had soon nuzzled herself across the laps of the black studs she had just fucked.
My wife's pearl white body lounged nude, pressing against the black men's skin,
as all three sat on the sofa sipping drinks as if watching TV. The men were
leisurely pawing at Jess's body parts as she soaked up the attention and looking
up into their eyes on occasion. I just sat back in my overstuffed chair, and
jacked off at the whole scene as expected.
Jodi was always really good at posing with a monster black dick in her mouth. In
contrast to her sister's short bob style hair and platinum coloring, Jodi's hair
was a light golden blond, straight, and reached to the small of her back.
Combined with bangs, her blue eyes created the perfect picture of child rape as
she knelt before this big black man and sucked his penis. Several shots stopped
with a black ball in her mouth, then tongue rapped around the shaft, followed by
several close ups of that same delicate tongue invading the hole that spewed
forth the man's pee and cum. I think a great deal of the overall effect came
from her eyes which she used to peer innocently up toward the camera lens as if
it was the man looking down.
Jodi's favorite among the shots of her giving head were those with the big pole
in her mouth. She considered herself an expert at throating a cock, and Jessica
seconded the opinion of her sister. Jodi first stretched her mouth wide to
accept as much of the black meat as possible, then grabbed Dwayne's asscheeks,
which she pulled toward her face. The insertion bulged her cheeks, and the
picture of little white girl innocence was really quite beautiful as she knelt
with long flowing blond hair, and sucking on this black man's donkey size prick.
Jessica leaned forward with interest for she knew what her sister was going to
do next. Jodi lay on her back on several overstuffed pillows to bring her head
up to crotch height on Dwayne. She then thrust her breasts up and laid her head
way back to accept his cock as he approached her from the top. Jodi slurped in
the massive black tool, placed her hands once again on his ass cheeks, and
pulled his cock down her throat. This was the part that Jessica liked to watch,
for her sister was literally forcing herself to be throat fucked, deep throat
fucked! The thick piece of cock was slowly disappearing on every stroke, and
with seeming ease, was sliding its entire 11 inches down her gullet. The huge
snake had inserted its entire length, and the set of peach sized black balls
came to rest on Jodi's small turned up nose. She held the pose for several
seconds, allowing Jerry to snap several good shots, then repeated the maneuver
over and over. I noticed Jessica leaning up on one elbow, holding a drink in her
left hand, and intently watching the display. I also noticed that she had her
left leg lifted up by one of the black men who was leisurely sliding his stiff
black tool into her pussy. She kept watching her sister, sipping her drink,
while casually getting fucked on the couch in the process. I thought to myself,
"Well, I guess this is what they came for," and I didn't know how
right I was.
"Oh, yeah, Sis! Suck that thing," Jessica encouraged as Jodi complied
with frenzied pride.
As much of a stud that Dwayne was, he was no match for Jodi's ministrations, and
he yelled some obscenity as he literally exploded down her throat. Jodi took
advantage of his mistake, and held him buried to full length as he shot his
sperm directly into her belly. The camera couldn't adequately capture how her
throat bulged on each pulse, but we all could see her muscles expand when the
jets of cum spewed into her. With no chance to swallow, she just accepted the
injections of the hot semen, and only after four or five hard spurts did she
back off to allow some of the spunk to puddle in her mouth. Her expertise was
known only to a few, but was a truly extraordinary and amazing treat to watch.
Jodi gasped for air as the black meat was extracted from her lips, and one cough
allowed a spittle of cum to escape her lips. All four black men were in awe, and
I could only see through my own climactic haze as my wife climaxed, getting her
second injection of black seed in her pussy since I had arrived. I caught my
ejaculation in my glass, and Jessica caught the ejaculate of the man fucking her
in her cunt. I think she was having a better time than I was through this whole
time, but that was the intention anyway.
Jodi made every bit as beautiful a picture as her sister, sitting up with her
long blond hair, holding the big black cock by the base, and cleaning it with
her tongue. This the camera was able to catch, and she worked it well. However,
she was terribly disappointed with the fact that she was working herself up to
orgasm, but didn't have the chance to cum. I think both Jess and I could tell by
her jittery movements that she needed release, and in a hurry. The girls wanted
the weekend to be full of black sexing, orgasms, and men who would take them at
will at any time. Of course they had no reason to doubt this arrangement because
of their very good looks and the taboo nature of their offering. Seldom does a
beautiful white woman give herself freely to a black man, but two blond sisters
giving themselves freely to any group of black men for as much as they want...
well, that is a virtual guarantee of a constant stream of intercourse. One other
thing that I knew about both sisters was that they were multi-orgasmic. I first
discovered this in my wife when I wondered what would happen if I got right back
on her clit after a few seconds following an orgasm. The results were astounding
as she climaxed rapidly, then again and again, until she had experienced seven
in a row. That night I also found that once she started, she could be held at a
constant level of excitement until daybreak, experiencing continual orgasms
throughout the night.
That night of discovery was surprising to Jessica as well, for she then realized
why she sometimes felt empty after sex. She simply needed more sex, and wasn't
ready to stop at one climax. It wasn't long before she confided in me that her
sister had laughed at her when she shared the story, wondering why it took her
this long to find out. "You've got to be kidding!" Jodi said to Jess.
"You mean to tell me you didn't know? Well listen up, we are the same in
more ways than you can imagine. The blessing of multiple orgasms runs in the
family, and the curse is that it drives us to a far greater level of
satisfaction than the normal woman. Hell, the girls in my 'inner circle' are
almost all multi-orgasmic. That's why they're so active in the club. We're like
Olympic stars when it comes to cumming, girl. That's the beauty of our lot in
life." And I knew this to be true, since neither girl was ever satisfied
with just one climax, just one man, just one load of sperm. Their need was
constant, and their ability to outpace a group was legendary. Unfortunately,
their frustrations could match their stamina, and right now, Jodi was almost
shaking with sexual frenzy.
Jessica recognized her sister's need, and offered. "Catch you later,"
whispered my wife as she turned and continued her procession to where her sister
was standing. Jodi had her feet spread about shoulder width, hands on her hips,
making quite a pretty picture of this blond surfer girl. Her long blond hair,
bald pussy, and perky tits accentuated her youthful look in the studio lighting,
and the one true lucky dog in the place was making his way to his
goddess/mistress. Nubi immediately went to work on Jodi's hairless pussy, diving
right in as she stroked his black head. The sisters worked as a team on the
large dog, Jodi holding him behind the ears while his oversized tongue worked
its way feverishly in and out of her slit and over her clit.
She fucked the black tool as best she could. The sight of Jodi being stuck on
her dog's cock provided ample stimulus to the man inside my wife's mouth, and it
wasn't but a few minutes of intense sucking before he was shaking and gushing
his cum into her throat. Jess loved the taste of semen, especially if it was hot
and fresh, and even more so if it came directly from a pair of pulsating black
balls. My wife sucked the cock in her mouth until its load was fully deposited
insider her. She swallowed almost all of the man's cum, but deftly reserved a
small sample, allowing it to flow out and around his black shaft and drip down
onto her chin and tits. The act provided just that extra touch of lewdness, and
Jess loved playing the perfect actress.
As I lay on the floor, slowly wakening to the late summer breeze flowing through
the open window, my eyes became mesmerized by the leaves on the cottonwood tree
fluttering against the clear blue sky. What had I become by letting myself get
wrapped up in such depravity? What made me accept my wife's behavior in the
first place, and what led me even try to live a life where I was just along for
the ride? The answer was really quite simple, and I remember what a wise man
once told me, "Always remember, a stiff cock has no conscience!" It
was painfully obvious that I wrongfully went along with a scheme to drag me into
a life of sexual perversion because of my own desire for physical pleasure.
While it was true that my wife exposed me to her secret lifestyle by letting me
walk in on her when she was being screwed by my best friend, it was also true
that the mere sight turned me on, not to mention that his wife was pressing her
bare body against mine from behind, and reaching around to make sure I was
enjoying the scene. For some inexplicable reason, in a split second I decided
that I could either stop all this before it started and never be entertained by
that experience again in my life, or I could see just how far this would go, and
how much I could control the situation. What I didn't realize at the time was
that Jessica had no intention of letting me "control" anything, and
this was just her way of introducing me to her new way of life. It was under
that false pretext that I allowed myself to be suckered into living out every
man's fantasy, especially after sixteen years of marriage, and try out this
perverted death wish to the extent that I got off on the experience. Jessica
played into my hands like putty, only it was she that was making putty out of
me, and it was definitely she who was in control of our new life. By the time I
realized that I should exercise some restraint, it was too late, and I was just
as involved, guilty, and part of this whole mess as anybody. I had no room for
complaint, and I was always one step behind my wife and her sister in this
spiral of debauchery. Just when I tried to pull back the reigns on the swinging,
I found out about her addiction to black sexing. When I tried to understand and
handle that, I was shown her video with the horses. Now the world was spinning
with play slavery, dogs, and having fun making porn material.
Could I ever escape? Could I slow it down? What was it that I thought I could
do, and how to do it? Or was it that deep down I was still curious about the
adventure..
I was fading in and out of sleep when my eyes opened next to the sight of two
breasts dangling above my face. "Hi, Honey. How're you feeling?" asked
Jessica as her blond head smiled down into mine.
"Sleepy," I whispered, "Sleepy, and exhausted from tension. I
really didn't expect to see what I did. It seems that this whole experience has
been in a dream world, and I'm going to wake up soon."
"Of course your going to wake up, but it's not a dream world. Well, I guess
I really can't say that either. This really is kind of a dream for Jodi and me,
living out the fantasy and all. I hope you're feeling okay. You were the last
person I expected to have here while we were doing one of our fantasy
weekends."
"C'mon," I asked, "what do you really mean 'one' of your
weekends? You don't do this every weekend do you?"
"Every weekend? Well, no... during our periods Jodi and I are pretty much
inactive, but otherwise." Her voice trailed off to a world where she must
have been either remembering or fantasizing about other adventures of which I
knew nothing. I could tell that this might very well just be the tip of the
iceberg if I had the guts to ask, so I let the inquiry drop until I could sort
it out later in my own mind.
"So, what's in store for you girls next?" I asked, changing the
subject.
She sat up cross-legged on the floor next to me. I wondered to myself as I
glanced at her bald pussy, "doesn't that thing ever dry up?" Her slit
was glistening with moisture as she rolled her eyes as if wondering what Jerry
had in store for them.
"Actually, we don't know. Jerry alluded to some sort of party or something
for some special guests. We both told him that was fine as long as he got us
fucked, and he said that it was guaranteed. In fact, he said he had some
surprise for us later. Don't you love surprises?"
"Oh yeah, as long as they don't involve anything that can hurt you,"
was my concerned response.
"There again, love, hurt is relative. If you mean a little game playing,
well, that can be naughty and nice. If you mean really getting permanently
damaged, that I'll have to agree with you on that one. Just to put your mind at
ease, and I know you're probably worrying about disease and AIDS and all that
stuff, well, Jodi met this guy at the gym who is a lab technician for the blood
bank, and he's worked for years on taking and screening samples for all sorts of
communicable diseases. The best part about it, of course, is that he's a pretty
good looking black man, and Jodi let him take some personal samples of his
own."
"And I suppose you, too."
"All right, me too. He does have a helluva dick... and that's what keeps
him on OUR staff, so to speak. We have a great arrangement that couldn't be
better if we tried. He screens everyone in the club for a nominal fee, paid for
out of club funds, and he gets all the white pussy he wants in return. You can
imagine that he's been a pretty steady fuck for Jodi and I, but like I said, he
really does have a great cock."
I retorted, "Tell me Jess, just what makes a cock great in your opinion
anyway?"
"Oh, lot's of things... size for one thing. A long cock is great because it
can slide through my cervix into my uterus. Then, when it squirts, I can feel
all that gushy white sperm filling me up and covering my little eggs. The
thickness can be important, the way it spreads my lips and makes me feel
particularly stuffed. The size of the head can either be trouble or fun. A big
knob feels really good inside my pussy when it bumps against my cervix, but it
can be hell up my ass. And you know how much I like a good anal reaming. A good
set of balls is best, fun to suck on, and fun to feel slapping against me while
a guy has his cock buried inside. Now, if you combine all those features with
some horsepower in the prostrate department, then there is where you'll find a
solid squirter. There's nothing like a good hard pulsating stream of semen
flowing from a man's prick into my cunt and up against my uterus. Nothing like
the feeling. I guess that's why I particularly get off on the horses with their
hard jets of cum and volume. Oh, yes, did I mention volume? Let's face it, every
man dumps a good load on the first try, but after that, the amount of cum
diminishes, so I guess that's part of the reason we like multiple partners. You
know, give the guys time to recoup, and give some fresh stud a chance to empty
his balls inside us with a full load. Finally, if you take all those features
and stick them on the front of a good looking, very black man, well, now that's
what makes a great cock in my opinion. Any questions?"
"No, no. Thanks for the lecture. I guess I asked for that."
"Please don't get me wrong. Your cock is nice too... especially up my ass.
But, let's face it, it's not monstrous, and it's especially not black, and
that's the taboo that's winding these sisters' clock lately," she answered,
trying to assure me that I was still very much okay and fun for any woman. I
think that I let my feelings show a little too much, and she became a bit
frustrated, but to my advantage. "Okay, okay, I can see a bit of jealousy
behind that attitude, but that's okay too. I like a bit of jealousy, so I'm
going to see if I can do you a favor. After all, you've been quite a sport so
far, and we don't want you to cave in if something wild should happen, so let me
see what I can arrange."
"What do you mean... arrange?" I inquired.
"Oh, let's just say that it'll be my surprise gift to you." And with
that, she broke off the conversation and strutted her naked self off to another
part of the floor. Some minutes later I could see her on the phone, glancing
back in my direction and smiling a devilish grin.
Meanwhile back in the main stage area, bodies were beginning to rustle and
awaken from the tangle of black and white sleep. Jodi was up and stretching,
poking at the men to roust them from their sleep. Jessica saw Jodi standing, and
motioned from the glass windowed office to join her for a moment. The two girls
conversed, both shaking their head, then seemingly satisfied with their
decision, emerged to join us men. The white skinned nymphs mingled among their
black skinned play masters, and went around tickling their balls to get them
back in the right mood.
"No problem, boss," was the girl's answer as Jodi
The men sitting around watching were all jacking off like crazy, and were about
to pop their corks when Jess remembered, "No, wait! All of you guys cum in
the glass." And she motioned to where I was sitting and the glass that
contained two of my loads, and one from one of the guys. The three men emptied
their balls into the glass, making a total of five loads of semen. Jessica
smacked her lips, promising to make it a good show when the time came.
"Her name is Mia," Jodi instructed. Then Jess approached and tossed a
garment at me saying, "Here, tell her she's to wear this."
"What's the story?" I asked.
Jess answered, "Mia is a relatively new member of the club, and it's time
for her to get a little more involved. She wants to see some more of the unusual
side of swinging, and she may even be "inner circle" material, but
first she has to prove herself like we all did. Jodi and I thought this would be
a good starting point, and, I think you'll like her. You pulled a surprise on
me, but the surprise really turned out to be on you, and you've been a pretty
good sport. Actually, I didn't expect you to be ready for something like this,
so I've just been keeping it to myself while you were away, telling you only
bits and pieces. At any rate, you shouldn't be alone, and that's why we figured
this would be good for both Mia and you at the same time. How about it? She will
be my... uh, our gift to you."
"Okay. Whatever." I said.
"And remember, she is to wear this and heels only. Nothing else. Absolutely
nothing else. Do you understand?"
I nodded my affirmation and started on my way. I had a suspicion that I was
about to be the escort of a new member's requisite nude stroll down a public
street. Well, at least semi-nude. I remembered that one thing each inner circle
member of the club must do is to walk completely naked in public at least once a
year, and record the occasion for the club library. That way the membership
could tell if someone was getting burned out, and it helped to verify current
limits. Each new member was required to walk semi-naked at first to get the body
rush and confidence that she can do it, but thereafter, all nude walks are
completely nude. I wondered what Mia looked like as I left my wife and her
sister behind. They were gathered around Jerry on the light table, pouring over
the shots of their sexual encounters that he just developed. Picking out the
best shots was fun for the sisters, and I could hear them very seriously
discussing such things as which way the cum was dripping, expressions on their
faces as they were being fucked, ass shots, contrast, gang bangs, and plans for
the future. uu I headed straight home to shower and change. I figured that
something casual, but respectable and easily removable would be right for a
party if it was to be anything like the swing parties I had attended with my
wife in the past. When I was finished, I headed right over to Mia's house and
was taken aback when I found it located in a rather upscale neighborhood. My
second shock came when she answered the door, and I found myself staring at one
of the most beautiful petite women I have ever seen. Standing about 5' 2"
and weighing a generous 105 lbs. soaking wet, her jet black hair framed a cream
skinned complexion that housed two absolutely piercing green eyes. Mia was cute
by any standards, wearing her hair in bangs and straight half way down her back.
Her figure was slim, with breasts that were so perfect that I was torn between
thinking they were artificial and fantasizing that they were real.
She invited me into the living room where another surprise awaited. Her husband,
Roger, was sitting with their two children watching TV, and jumped up to be
introduced. He wasn't a very big man, less than my size, and was excitedly
curious about Mia's new adventure and their next step in club ranking. Knowing
quite well what was expected of them as members, they just didn't expect a
surprise call to duty for Mia so soon, so Roger explained to me that he was to
baby-sit the kids while his wife was away. One side of me wanted to scream at
him, telling them to stop now while they could still get out, but another side
of me told me to shut up, the side that said I wanted to fuck this man's wife,
and that I would definitely get my chance.
The kids weren't too young to know what we were discussing, so I took some
depraved pleasure in giving Mia instructions in front of her husband. I gave her
the garment that Jessica had made, repeating the instructions for her to wear
only heels with the outfit and nothing more. She disappeared into the master
bedroom to change while Roger and I talked a little more about the club and the
activities they could look forward to enjoying. He said that he felt extremely
fortunate to have a girl who would go along with a few of his fantasies, and
related that he was looking forward to another party like the one that they had
with Jodi and her husband. I filed that comment away in the back of my mind,
since I knew that Jodi's husband never participated in her activities, and, in
fact, led a very separate life. This would have to be clarified with Mia later.
I could see that the more graphic I was in describing the various situations and
games to be played, the more heated he became. His breathing was becoming
noticeably labored when I devilishly painted a detailed picture of how he would
be seeing, even helping, his wife get fucked repeatedly by throngs of other men.
About the time I thought that he was about to pull his dong out right in front
of the kids and start jerking off, Mia reentered the room.
Words can not describe the picture of pure sex this lady exuded as she stood
before us visibly excited about her pending exposure. Starting at her white
three and a half inch heels, her shapely legs were fully exposed up to just
short of her crotch. The dress she was given to wear was made of pink Lycra
polyester material that was semi transparent. A mock turtleneck held the top in
place, as the dress was completely backless, plunging low enough to expose the
crack of her ass. The front molded around every curve of her breasts and
muscular tummy, while the sides were held together only with a loose open string
arrangement that left a two inch wide gap, giving complete visibility to the
fact that she was... wearing panties? "Wait! Hold it right there. What did
I tell you?" I asked.
"To wear this dress," she pouted, worried by my reaction to what she
thought was an incredibly sexy appearance.
"No, I told you to wear that and nothing else. Isn't that right?" My
voice was raising in command of the charged up girl.
"Well, yes, but surely you don't expect."
"Expect what?" I interrupted. "Expect you to comply? Of course I
did. Now, strip those panties right here, right now!" Her family had
stopped watching the TV because of my loud tone, and she proceeded to reach into
the panty straps, pull them down, and let them fall to the floor. Now, standing
naked from the waist down in front of the kids, one other thing was obvious, and
this time it was I who was shocked. It's a common practice for the women in the
club to shave their pussies, and Mia had complied nicely by having a smooth bald
snatch. Her pussylips were the puffy variety, but was most impressive was the
size of her clit, which was the size of my little finger. I had always read
about women like this, and had always wanted to meet one. Wow! This was
incredible! It actually looked like a small penis dangling in the open, and when
I touched it, it sprang to life along with a copious amount of pussy juice. This
girl was obviously hot to trot, and I knew that I was going to be the jockey. I
couldn't believe my good luck, and in one heartbeat forgave everything I had
thought about my wife's black sexing. I actually started to feel loved by
Jessica in my own selfish way, since Jess had thought of me and my physical
needs, and fantasized that I would actually enjoy the rest of the weekend
fucking this nymph while watching my wife and her sister get stuffed with all
the black cock and cum they could handle.
I stood back to look once again at the creature that would submit to having
every imaginable form of intercourse with me, not to mention blowjobs. The semi-
sheer material bulged like a second skin around her perfect breasts, conforming
nicely to her erect nipples, and clung to the curves in her belly and hips. What
I especially liked was the fact that this girl's vaginal area was so well
outlined that her pouty lips and stiff clit were clearly visible to the anyone
close, but the dress suggested cover from a distance. Her black hair hung
straight down her exposed back, and she was virtually nude when observed from
close up. I took her hand, and, as I led her to the front door, she turned to
her husband and kids telling them that she would return sometime the next day,
as far she knew.
"Wait!" her husband said, as we were about to leave. "What's
going to hap... I mean, will she be."
"Oh she'll be okay," I offered as I realized his meek position in this
relationship. "In fact, she'll be very fine indeed." My brazenness
arose to a level that even excited me, as I realized that this was my chance to
throw a little shock factor into the situation. I looked him straight in the eye
and said, "Mia here will be fucked well. I'll see to that, since I'm her
escort for the weekend. She'll come back with her pussy full of sperm, my sperm,
and maybe some others'. I haven't decided yet, but I assure you, your wife will
be well fucked, her pussy, her ass, her mouth. Okay Rog?"
"Okay." came the soft reply.
I turned to watch Mia's reaction and noticed her wide eyes, labored breathing
and wet inner thighs. I was in love, but at the moment I was more in lust than
anything else, and turned her out the door to her awaiting exposure. The car was
deliberately parked on the next block, and the early evening light this summer
day lit our way along the neighborhood that was alive with kids playing and the
occasional man, woman or couple working in the yard before supper. To raise the
level a little, I took Mia's hand in mine, knowing that some of the people would
recognize her and wonder who she was with. The fact that she was walking
virtually naked with a man other than her husband would almost destroy any
reputation she enjoyed as a good mother of two, but more important, it would
cross a bridge that signaled that there would be no going back.
There was no doubt as to the affect that this stroll had on the neighbors, and
Mia did herself proud by strutting her stuff in front of them all. One man who
was mowing his lawn stopped to acknowledge her by saying hello, but it was
amusingly obvious that his eyes were glued to her body. Mia's nipples stiffened
at the attention, and she stood straight up as she walked by, causing her
breasts to press against the thin material even more. Her tits jiggled and
bounced as freely as if she wore nothing at all, and the giving material left
absolutely nothing to the imagination. As we finally reached my car, I took
advantage of the couple that stood watching the procession, and, before opening
the passenger side door, I took her in my arms, raised her lips to mine and
kissed her in full view of the stunned neighbors. Stunned, indeed, because my
hand slipped to the crack of her ass, and her dress rode up her hips to fully
expose her butt. We both were locked in a passionate kiss that I was soaking in
and she was pouring forth. The shivers in her body told me that she climaxed
from feeling my body pressed against hers, and from the excitement of being the
slut she always dreamt of being. Juice was streaming down her legs as I opened
the car door, and watched the short dress that couldn't possibly cover her
snatch when she seated herself. I smirked proudly as I walked around the car,
entered, and drove slowly away with my personal housewife whore.
"Not bad for the first time," I offered as we drove slowly down the
block. I noticed her green eyes were half closed and crazed from the excitement.
She looked over with a new inquisitive look that told me she didn't expect the
feeling to be so intense, that she was losing self control, and that she
definitely liked what was happening to her.
It is a concept that escapes most people as they ponder just why the magic or
excitement goes out of any relationship. I know, it took me long enough to
realize the true meaning of newness. People become complacent in their dealings
with others, whether it's because they lose interest, or they care too much.
Yes, I learned that caring too much for a person's feelings made me try to
outguess their reactions, constantly trying to please them, and often times
failing. Knowing someone too well can actually cause a person to become bored
with knowing how their partner will react, and it's for that reason that they
fail to be spontaneous and creative in love making. Dealing with a loss of
interest is one thing, but dealing with over caring can be just as dangerous.
So it was that I came to know the secret of what drives most people to try
swinging in the first place. The secret is the unknown. Looking at some one, not
knowing if they have the same wicked feelings as you, then bursting forth
without control into wild sexual frenzy with a stranger. This was the feeling
that was boiling up inside Mia at this very moment. Her blatant nastiness, her
wickedness, her slutty behavior in front of a total stranger who vowed in front
of her family to fuck her. At that moment I knew that Mia wanted me to dominate
her, tell her what to do, how to act. She wanted me to debase her, defile her,
and to force into acts that she never dreamed of doing. She wanted this because
I had no history with her, or her with me, and she could play the part of any
person in her wildest fantasies for me. Now was her chance to lose all control
for once and she only wanted the excuse to comply. She didn't want the
opportunity to slip through her fingers. If she liked what she felt because of
it, she could do it again and again as a new person with a new reputation. If
she rejected ever doing this in the first place, she would never know anything
about these things, and she could only guess as to what it would be like. She
could never go back once she rejected the chance. Her fire would forever die,
and adventure would no longer exist. She awaited her guide to take her on that
adventure, into new lands of fulfillment and opportunity for passion. One
lifetime, one chance, that was her choice. She had gone this far and her body
spoke to her of promised flames, explosions that she only tasted and fantasized
about. She was definitely ready, and I had the fortune to both understand where
she was on her journey, and to also be her guide, her mentor, her master.
I didn't know this girl from any other. I had no vested interest in her well
being, and therefore I could consider her a mere fuck toy. That was the beauty
of the strangeness. I didn't know her limits, but, then again, what did it
matter? I wasn't supposed to care. She didn't expect it of me, and I wasn't
going to spoil the chance to take her and treat her like the slut she wanted to
be. I didn't have to worry about pinching her nipples when I wanted. I didn't
have to be concerned if my cock or any other guy's cock hit the back of her
pussy. It wasn't important if it hurt if I was so lucky that she had a short
cunt and my cock penetrated her cervix. I was going to fuck this girl, and she
was going to like it. No, wait, it didn't matter if she liked it or not. It was
for my pleasure, not hers. She was my gift, my fuck toy. At least that's what I
kept telling myself. It was funny, but I had to loosen up as much as she did if
this was going to work. So, I took a deep breadth and put up the image of the
all-knowing, experienced swinger that I was ironically forced to be.
"He doesn't know, does he?" I asked in a cool manner.
"Who? What?"
"Roger. He doesn't know how involved you are, does he?"
Mia looked at me with surprise, and sheepishly answered, "How do you
know?"
"Call it a hunch. And the fact that he mentioned the party you two
attended. First of all, Jodi doesn't swing with her husband, so whoever fucked
you was just one of the club members. Second, Jodi and Jessica don't start the
inner circle process with any member unless that person is pretty well into the
scene, and is quite active in their afternoon sessions. Don't tell me. I'd say
you're a regular at most of the girl's parties, and have expressed an interest
in some of the kinkier stuff the sisters have teased you with. Am I right?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"You guess so?"
"Okay, okay. You're right. Roger thinks this is all brand knew, and it's
part of some sort of swingers tradition or something. You're wife and her sister
have actually gotten me pretty involved, and I guess you might say I've already
screwed my share of men behind Rog's back. But I did involve him in the one
party. I figured if I fed him just enough bait, he would go along with the idea,
and I could do about anything I wanted, as long as he got to attend a party
every now and then. It's not that I don't want him involved. In fact, I love to
have him around while I'm being screwed, mostly for the thrill of seeing his
reaction to me being so nasty. It's just that I don't want him to know
everything. That way there's a sense of control."
I laughed and muttered, "Typical! So, tell me, how much do the girls have
you doing? Details, now! Be explicit."
Mia started getting excited again, and subconsciously started fingering her
exposed clit as she spoke, "Well, let's see. The usual afternoon parties.
We occasionally go out teasing in some pretty sexy clothes. I... I've had my
first gang bang, I guess you could call it. Oh, it was just three guys, but it
was terrific. They got me going so much, I kept screaming for more until they
just wore out. I guess that's when Jodi decided I might be acceptable to her
inner circle."
"White, black or mixed?" I asked, knowing what this weekend held in
store.
"What?"
"Were you banged by white guys, or did you go all the way to black?"
"Oh. They were white. Black's one thing I haven't tried. Although, Jessica,
I'm sorry, your wife has shown me some videos of her and her sister doing some
black men, and wow, did I ever get turned on. Maybe I'll get up the guts to try
it sometime. What do you think of them fucking black guys like they do? Do you
think I should try it?"
"Let's just say that I could learn to like it given the right
circumstances." I laughed to myself, again thinking of where I was taking
Mia, and that she was the sole reason that I was going to enjoy it. I imagined
myself on top of Mia, face to face, with my dick buried in her obviously tight
little cunt, and looking up to watch my wife and her sister humping a thick
black cock. My prick was pressing hard against my jeans as I continued, "So
give me some details about you and the club. How did you get involved, and what
do you know about the inner circle?"
Mia went on, "Well, I first met Jodi at the gym. After having a couple of
kids, I felt like I was getting out of shape, and decided to do something about
it. At the beginning it was the usual treadmill workout, then the occasional
swim. That's when I met Jodi. I saw her talking to a few of the guys as she was
life guarding, but what caught my eye was the fact that her wet swimsuit was
clinging to her body and the white material was clearly showing her nipples.
Naturally, I looked at the guys' crotches, and noticed some incredible hardons
as they were staring her down. As I casually swam by, I got a closer look at
Jodi's suit, and saw that the wet material not only clung to her tits, but the
folds of her pussylips and clit were clearly visible as well. She just stood
their about three feet from these guys' faces, casually carrying on a teasing
conversation, full knowing that she was displaying her body. As I swam by, both
the guys and she turned to watch me doing the back stroke and I noticed her wink
at me and nod an approving look. Actually, their staring made me horny as hell,
and later in the locker room, Jodi introduced herself commenting on my good
shape and the way the men looked at me. She was really quite forward and blatant
with her descriptions right off the bat, but it attracted me. Well, right then
and there we struck up a friendship based on the common interest of our effect
on the guys. I guess that I kind of got a body rush listening to Jodi's
description of cocks hardening because of the way I looked, but what told me
there was something more to this was when I watched Jodi strip in front of me.
As she peeled off her suit, I noticed that she had removed all the lining
material in the bra and crotch area. She purposely made it so her nipples would
show and her cuntlips would fold around the Lycra, outlining the details of her
pussy. And what a pussy! Bald and smooth as a baby girl's, and pouty just like
mine. Jeez! That was a turn on, and I was curious as hell. So, when she invited
me to her house for a drink, I was drawn like a moth to the proverbial
flame."
"Well, I have to admit. You definitely are no slouch when it comes to the
body department."
Mia actually blushed and went on, "Maybe not, but, all housewives begin to
worry, and I was no exception. I guess that the fact that I was married young
and had little experience with other men got me wondering about where my life
was going. Besides, still being relatively young, my libido is really pretty
strong, and tending kids all day just doesn't cut it, if you know what I mean. I
had to admit, I was curious about those cocks. I wanted to see more of them,
and, in a way that warmed my skin, I wanted them to see more of me."
"Trust me, I know." My voice must have trailed off, me thinking of my
own situation with Jessica, and knowing that it must have been the same for her.
"But, keep going, then what?"
"Well, at Jodi's place, she offered me a glass of wine, and we sat and
talked. She was really quite open, and I really liked having a friend near my
own age that I could open up to. One of the first things she did when she got
home was change into a chemise, saying that she really couldn't stand wearing
clothes around the house. She made me feel so comfortable and relaxed. We talked
about my feelings and shared secrets. She even told me that she had an open
marriage and she was free to experiment. When I probed about what she meant, she
described the little things like dressing to tease in the gym and at the malls.
Instead of being shocked, I got more interested, and started talking about my
feelings. About how horny I was feeling, and about how much I had been
fantasizing in my own mind about things like other men. Then, she really
surprised me."
"Don't tell me.the album, right?"
"How'd you guess?"
"Call it another hunch," I mused.
"Anyway, I guess she felt like she could trust me, and asked just how
uninhibited I thought I would like to be if I really had the chance. I answered
that sometime I felt that I could or would try just about anything once, to
which she responded by pouring another glass of wine, sitting next to me on the
sofa, and asking if I would like to see some pictures of her boyfriends. Of
course, I was curious, and the wine was getting to me, and she felt so close and
warm sitting next to me that I said yes. She pulled the album from the coffee
table in front of us, gave it to me, and leaned back with her glass of wine
while I opened the cover. At first the pictures were of some really nice looking
guys, the kind that would turn my head. As I flipped the pages, their clothes
started coming off until they were stark naked with good shots of some major
schlongs. The next pages were of Jodi in a similar sequence of shots, ending
with her as naked as the men were. What I didn't expect were the pictures that
followed. Jodi and her male friends together in various poses, naked, kissing,
hugging and groping at each other. I was both shocked and incredibly turned on
by the photos, and couldn't help myself from asking where she came up with these
men, where she found someone to pose with her like that."
"And that's when she invited you to come along and find out. Right?"
"Right. Hey, if you already know this story, why are you asking?" she
asked.
"Your hand."
"My hand?" she jerked her fingers away from her pussy.
"Oh, don't stop. In fact, the other half of the reason is your other
hand," and I took her left hand and pressed it to my jeans, showing her the
effect her story was having on me as well. She immediately grinned, went back to
fingering herself, and continued her story with the revelation that this was
just part of the process of getting in the mood, and teasing her creative
juices. Mia relaxed, smiled, and unzipped my pants to extract my cock before
continuing her story. As my now raging boner sprang from my loose pants, her
small hand enveloped the shaft and she began slowly stroking as she spoke.
Knowing that I probably couldn't contain myself while driving, and being fairly
close to our destination, I decided to pull into one of the city's major parks.
We continued our conversation in the car with me fingering Mia's clit, her
stroking my cock, and the occasional weekend athlete jogging by in full view of
our ministrations. I really didn't care if anyone saw us, and actually looked
forward to someone's reaction when they noticed. Was I becoming an exhibitionist
like these women? The thought intrigued me.
"Well, anyway, like I was saying, Jodi invited me over for an adventure the
next day. I was so excited at her instructions to go home, shave my pussy
completely smooth, and abstain from any sex that evening that I just about died.
When I showed up the next day, you'd think that I had just consumed three double
shot espressos from the way I was wired. I guess I played right into Jodi's
hands, as she greeted me at the door in an outfit that I thought was barely
legal. She told me that we were going out for the day, and the idea was to be as
daring as possible. She said that it was a game, and that I would be surprised
how far women could go in public before someone got put off. Jodi gave me an
outfit to wear that was identical to hers, except for color. Her powder blue and
my white togs consisted of a jogging bra sans padding or liner, and a pair of
Lycra knit exercise shorts, again without liners. The top conformed to our
breasts so well, that every curve of our tits were plain as day, and our nipples
were clearly detailed, especially as stiff as they were. The shorts were like a
second skin, running up the crack of our ass, and the seamless front looked like
it was sprayed onto our pussylips. My clit was like it was sculpted in
porcelain, with each curve surrounded in minute detail under the thin material.
You can see that as big as it is, I felt like I was sporting a miniature hardon.
Our asscheeks showed no trace of panties, and jiggled along with my free swaying
tits as I walked. Bobby sox and jogging shoes, along with a thin sweater draped
over the shoulder and loosely tied in front topped off the athletic image."
"Jodi deemed my hair to be just right, long and straight down my back, but
she fixed hers in a pony tail that pointed high from nearly the top of her head.
I couldn't believe that she wanted me to go out in this outfit that is until
Jessica showed up. That's when I first met your wife, and realized that this was
for real. Jess was dressed in her own concoction of athletic shirt that had a
bottom hem hanging just below her breast line, and a tennis skirt obviously
meant to be worn with frilly panties for those times that the wind blew, or when
an athletic move made the material ride up. However, Jessica was not wearing
panties, and the skirt was short enough to show some cheek. The bottom of her
tits peeked from beneath her thin top that also showed her nipples. Of course,
she wore the same shoes as we did, but her hair was in her classic bob style. A
fishnet open front sweater left nothing to the imagination. So it was that we
three vixens sallied forth into the world, seeking attention. My shorts were
already so wet that the soaked spot only served to make my bald pussy more
visible, and when I looked in the mirror, I suddenly realized how explicit my
protruding clit was in its erect state. I was hot, and was looking forward to
getting hotter in the strength of my experienced company."
I asked, "Mia, why do you think Jodi and Jess like doing these things? I
mean, don't they think it's really out of their league to be running around like
that, tempting fate at getting arrested for exposure?"
"Funny thing about it is that I asked them the same question just before we
went out the door, and I got a very direct answer. Jodi looked at her sister,
and they both turned to face me. 'Look at me,' Jodi said, 'Look at us both, and
look at yourself. Now, we know damned well that these bodies are hot. In fact,
we look good! But, we also know that this shape won't last forever, and once
it's gone, it's gone. Oh, yeah, we can work at keeping in shape, but our bodies,
our fire, our ages... they're all here and now. In a few years it won't be the
same. I for one don't want to wake up some morning years from now and realize
what could have been, what I missed out on. I don't want to lose that forever
before I get my fill.' Jodi was very convincing and dead serious. She went on,
'Men play games, sports, and athletics because they dream of impressing the
girls. They dream of being the super hero, or the James Bond, so they push it in
hopes of sweeping some young innocent off her feet. Well, girls do the same
things, only they don't flex their muscles, they flex their femininity. They
shave their legs, wear high heels, and low cut dresses that accentuate their
breasts. They play on their sexuality in hopes of sweeping unsuspecting guys off
their high horses.' Then she cocked her hip and said, 'So, what's it going to
be? You have the equipment. Are you satisfied being told who you are and what
you can do all your life, or do you want to find out just how easy it is to
control the men instead of the other way around? Want to play?' That cord struck
home, and being the adventurous type, I wondered what it would be like to have
that kind of control over men."
"Excuse me if that doesn't surprise me. Everyone wants to live some erotic
tale of their own, and you certainly do have the equipment like Jodi said."
I rolled her clit between my fingers as I spoke, and she melted, closing her
eyes for a second at the pleasure. "Go on about your foray with the
girls."
"We drove to the mall, and walked the concourse for awhile, picking out our
victims and strategizing. I have to admit that planning our devilry was about as
exciting as doing it. It seemed like foreplay as we waved our bodies up and down
past the stores, commenting on the possibilities, then taking a break at the
sidewalk caf‚ where we sat observing the patrons coming and going. We sipped
some iced tea and talked about how sexy we felt, and especially how daring
Jessica looked, sitting there with her legs crossed, making the hem of her skirt
show an unbelievable amount of leg, and occasionally flapping up in the breeze
clear to her waste on the side. These girls obviously knew what they were doing,
and knew how to do it, because they next asked if I was ready for part
two."
"Here I thought that we had just about done all we could," continued
Mia, "but was I ever in for a shocker. The sisters guided me down the mall
to an electronics store, where we previously spotted a number of good looking
sales reps. Jodi told me to watch her eyes and expression closely to "learn
the tease." We were quite a site, strolling into the place, and we pretty
much had our pick of the gents when some hunk asking if we needed assistance
approached Jodi. She turned and looked him completely up and down before holding
his stare and saying that we wanted to look at some custom units. The guy
fumbled as he escorted us to the store's sound room, where the special stereo
equipment was kept for acoustically correct listening. We were asked if we had
any particular interests, to which Jodi and Jess replied that their interests
were varied, and that they were interested to know if his equipment was built
strong enough to handle the soft tones as well as the pounding forces of a good
sweaty beat. Jodi said this using her best sexy voice, and in such a way that
left the poor guy speechless. Before he could speak, Jodi asked about whether a
particular pair of floor speakers had an impedance control on the back. As the
man sank to his knees looking at the back of the speaker, we moved closer to
where, when he turned back to talk, his face was almost in our neatly outlined
crotches. His stare at our pussies was so obvious that it took a full couple of
seconds before he looked up only to find our hard nipples under our tops. He
fumbled with an answer, flushed at being caught, and then Jessica asked if the
speakers were compatible for surround sound. As she asked, she raised her arms,
pointing to the rear corners of the room to indicate other speaker locations,
and when she did so, her top raised to almost fully expose the bottom of her
breasts. From where he was kneeling on the floor, the man had an excellent view
of her bare skin as one of her nipples slipped below the hem of her top. The
fish net sweater gave only the impression of cover, and her nipple was briefly
exposed to his gaze which was like that of a kitten intently watching a piece of
string. He mentioned that they were indeed compatible, and went on to offer that
he could offer a free in-home demonstration and design of a custom system if so
desired. Jodi asked Jessica if that Friday would be acceptable, and Jess, in
turn, asked me if I was willing to undergo a few hours of demonstration on that
day. All eyes turned to me, the man's continuously going back and forth between
my snatch and breasts, and I found myself agreeing to Friday just before
noon."
"So that was it?" I asked.
"Oh, far from over. We left that store in a sweat, my heart pounding,
wondering what I just arranged for myself. Jodi and Jessica congratulated me on
my performance saying, 'See how easy that was? That could be your first
victory.' I was totally flushed at what I had just done, but I was keyed up and
in a daze. Of course, the sisters weren't about to let this opportunity pass, so
off to the shoe store we went. We went to a shoe section of an exclusive
department store, really shopping for men more than for shoes. We spotted our
next victim, and Jodi told me to play along. The suave man asked if we needed
help, and Jodi said that both she and I were interested in thong heels. After
picking out several pair, we seated ourselves as the man helped us with the
shoes. We knew that he had a perfect close up of our outlined pussies, and we
played to his enjoyment as we shifted positions, giving the material between our
legs ample opportunity to shift over the folds of our lips and my extra large
clit. Man, was I getting hot! There I was purposely showing a total stranger my
vagina like he was giving me a pelvic exam, innocently making off that I was
interested in the fit of the shoes. We got all the attention we wanted, and
could see the man getting a real boner, when Jessica asked to see a particularly
high pair of heels. Before he returned with the shoes, Jess told me to pay
attention to her polished routine. When the man returned with the strap heels,
Jessica attempted to strap the shoes on herself as he watched. You could tell
his interest at her extremely short skirt riding up the side, but she was expert
at not letting him see between her legs. She then got up and walked to the floor
mirror about six feet away. It was one of those angled mirrors that let the
person wearing the shoes get a better view, but she knew that it also afforded
the salesman a good view as well. "I just don't know. They seem a bit...
exposing, don't you think?" she said, emphasizing the word
"exposing," as she spread her legs about shoulder width apart. You
could almost see the man sweat as his eyes were glued to the reflection of
Jessica's exposed pussy in the mirror. She knew damned well that he was staring
directly at her bald snatch, so she just stood their swing her hips slightly
without destroying the position. After about one full minute, she came back, sat
down and complained about one of the straps. The man offered to help adjust the
thing, and she made her final move by lifting her leg up to the stool on which
he was sitting, only this time, she made sure that he had an unobstructed view
of her moist slit. She watched, as he couldn't contain his stare, then, when he
looked up realizing he had been caught, she smiled down saying that she would
take the shoes, and would wear them out. We all giggled as we left the store,
the salesman with a raging hardon, and me with a feeling of pure power like I
hadn't felt before. I liked what I was feeling."
I was feeling the affect of the story myself, and was dripping precum as I
continued to rub her wet clit. Man that clit was stiff, and I felt almost as if
I was masturbating a small penis, only this was no she-male. She was all girl
and the story of her seduction by my wife and her sister was just too much to
stop now. I pressed for more details. "You must have been one hot bitch by
then," I said, sensing that language that she didn't hear at home excited
her.
"No shit, I was hot." Right on! She was really getting into the story
and loosening up. She continued with some excitement now, "But it didn't
stop there," she said with enthusiasm. "I was dripping when we left
that store and took a break at the pub near the mall entrance. The girls ushered
me over to the bar, where we took up residence on some rather high barstools.
Jessica looked fabulous in her high heels and short skirt, and after our drinks
arrived, we turned to notice that a group of four men two white and two black
had slithered over to the table next to us. The view must have been something
else for the group. Jodi and I with lycra shorts that fit right up the crack of
our ass, and your wife with a skirt that didn't quite cover her ass. The men
were obviously confused at what they were seeing, and finally, one made a
comment on the fine d‚cor of the place, asking our opinions. Jodi turned to
face them, approving of their perception in decorating, and asked me if I
agreed. I took the lead, and turned to face the men like Jodi. Without even
thinking, I noticed that I had positioned myself like Jodi, heels on the
barstool rung, making a perfect display of my pussy under the thin veneer. I was
getting hooked on the rush, realizing that I could expose myself to men who
would drool over my body. Within a few silly comments, I, in turn, passed the
baton by asking if Jessica was in agreement of our taste. Well, you could have
written a book about the expressions on the men when your wife sat up straight
and slowly turned to face our party. She looked me straight in the eye to see my
face when she positioned her legs the same as ours. I couldn't help myself as I
stared straight at her bald cunt, airing itself on the edge of the stool. From
the seats at the table below, I knew, and she knew that the men were getting
something they hadn't bargained for. Not only was her pussy visible as she swung
her strong muscled legs open and closed casually, but her tits could also be
seen from the underside, pushing the flimsy top out in front. Jessica knew
exactly what the men were seeing, and she turned slightly to make sure each man
had a chance at the show. We continued our conversations through our drinks, and
asked for the men's business cards before slipping off the stools. Jodi and I
didn't have to drive the material in our shorts any further up our moist slits
to make our exposure complete, but Jessica put on the grand finale as she
deliberately slipped from her seat slowly so her skirt rode up to briefly expose
her bare bottom. The fact that she wasn't wearing panties was blatant as hell,
and we heard a collective sigh at the sight. The men were business types, out
for a late lunch, and were employed in commercial sales of computer equipment.
Jodi and Jess asked if they could contact them for technical advice, to which
the guys fell all over themselves in offering their personal service. We all
mentioned that we would be sure to use their services in the near future."
"You mean to tell me that my wife, I mean, I believe it of her sister, but,
my wife."
"Yup! Your wife, Jessica, made sure that she was free to procure their
services, and gave them a sample of what to expect. Now that's what I call
power. She was so cool and collected as these guys nearly overturned their table
getting up in politeness when we left. Jess and Jodi were cool, but I was
getting hot as a machine gun. They knew I couldn't last, so they asked me what I
thought so far. I could hardly talk, and my drenched crotch made it apparent
that I was ready for something more than just waving it around. The sisters
conferred with each other, then asked if I knew now where this was leading. If I
hadn't before, I realized now that they didn't do this only to go home and take
a cold shower. So I asked what I could expect if I wanted to go farther.
"Nothing short of heaven on earth," was their answer as they told me
that they had one more stop on the way home. I couldn't believe that they
expected me to accompany them into the bookstore, the kind that sold adult
movies and sex toys. My embarrassment was shooting through the roof as us three
foxy ladies stroll into the adult store. I felt my skin go alternately hot and
cold as the girls escorted me past the rubber cocks and implements. They made a
show to stop and ask me my opinion of several of the life like surgical rubber
penises and handed me each one to consider. I caught my breadth several times,
surprised at how real these things felt, and imagining those monster dicks
penetrating my now flooded cunt. "I think she likes this one," Jodi
said as they both selected a thick brown model with balls attached. They made me
carry the twelve- inch dick through the store past the magazines and movies as
we browsed. I was in a daze, wanting to hide what I was carrying, but, at the
same time, fascinated at the variety of sexual delights displayed for our
pleasure. Every imaginable act, thought and perversion was on display, and my
eyes were soaking it all in.
By the time we reached the checkout, I hadn't even noticed that they had each
picked up a magazine for themselves, and asked if I would be so kind as to pay
for them too, since they had left their purses in the car. As I stood before the
raised counter, I handed the clerk my purchase, and he asked if there would be
anything else. I was so transfixed at mentally helping him hurry the item into a
bag that I almost forgot about the magazines, and turned to take them from the
sisters and pass them to the clerk. As I passed them to the man and he looked at
the covers, I noticed him glancing from the magazines to the girls behind me. I
looked to see what the problem was, and I noticed each magazine's front cover
had the clear picture of the two girls standing behind me, their faces
splattered in gobs of white sticky cum, and a black cock dripping the rest onto
their faces. These were those glossy specialty magazines that were filled with
only shots of women being fucked in every hole, and of them sucking monster
black cocks until they came in their mouths and pussies. Jessica and Jodi were
smirking behind me, fully realizing that the man would notice that they were the
featured starlets. They were watching both the man's reaction and mine as I was
caught in between. Their enjoyment at my realization was broken when I asked the
attendant if he was finished with the literature, to which he told me the total.
Well, of course I didn't have enough cash, so I had to use my credit card. I was
further embarrassed, since now the man knew my name and asked for my ID, further
gaining access to my address. Jessica spoke up say that I also wanted to open an
account for movies, so run the card for five movie rentals."
"We went back to Jodi's place, with me now being on record with an account
at the local adult book store! I thought, my God, what have I done, but when we
got in the house and relaxed with one glass of wine down and next being poured,
the magazines had already been taken out of the bag and passed around. I was
mortified, but uncontrollably interested in the images before me. I had no idea
that the girls I had befriended were also modeling for porn material. However,
the wine and the excitement of the day easily overcame the forbidden acts that I
had just done, and I found that the three of us were soon stripped naked in the
heat of the afternoon, lying on Jodi's bed, reading sex magazines, and talking
girl talk of the day's experiences. I thought to myself, I love my new
friends."
"And, did you?" I asked full knowing the answer. Mia didn't miss a
beat when she told me of her first lesbian experience. She related how they just
started stroking her skin and talking of their adventures. Of how they showed
themselves off to these men, and how wet they had gotten. She closed her eyes
and shuddered in climax as she told me of the first time any female had sucked
her clit, and the first time she had ever put her own mouth to another woman's
pussylips and let her tongue explore the gentle folds and taste of her partner.
Mia said that the feeling of freedom and the friends were something she had
longed for, and that she melted under the touch, soft sounds of female voices,
and the incredible excitement of venturing into the land of the taboo. This was
a girl that was ripe for picking, and my wife and her sister were the master
gardeners. I could tell that the memory of that day was the moment she both
accepted, and was accepted into a way of life that would change her forever. The
only thing I could do now was to enjoy it with her, and that I did, for I got a
thrill out of watching the man and woman slowly jogging toward us, and almost
tripping over their own feet when they passed by and saw me fingering Mia as she
stroked my cock.
Even though I was growing attached to this black haired vixen in my car, the
realization that we were strangers leant a level of excitement to the situation
that few people enjoy. I was the escort for a lovely new member of my
sister-in-law's swing club, and was about to bring her to a weekend party where
my wife and her sister were getting their fill of sex with black men. The only
saving grace in this whole situation was my enthusiastic response of approval
when I walked in on their plans unannounced. Jessica, my wife, took that as a
license to fuck, and she and her sister, Jodi, were now returning the favor by
giving me free reign over their newest female conquest. Mia wasn't only a
looker; she was the nearest thing to a fantasy girl that existed in my mind.
What was really boggling my mind was the realization of how Jodi's club worked.
Whenever a new member was assigned an escort, that escort became the new
member's "club mate." That meant that the new member was attached to
the escort as a swinging partner, and often-attended parties and events together
instead of with their own mates. This made the act of infidelity even more
exciting because the pair were still exploring each other while they explored
new sexual horizons. Mia was mine, and I would take her wherever I wanted and
treat her as my toy as I saw fit. Today my intentions were to please myself at
her expense, to use her as medicine against my aching soul. But, as most
terminal patients often do, the only respect I had for the cure was the relief
it would give me. Little did I know just how good a friend, sole mate, and
confidant she would become as I watched my wife sink deeper into the depths of
sexual depravity along with her sister.
Her DD-cup breast heaved against the ultra thin material of her excuse for a
dress, as we sped along toward the downtown apartment where Jessica and Jodi
were playing slave girls. Mia's semi-nude walk wasn't over, since she had yet to
walk from my car to the brownstone building. I parked the better part of a block
away, and opened her door just as the streetlights were beginning to jump to
life on the street. Her dress did little to hide her nudity as she strolled at
my side down the street of the mostly black neighborhood.
We passed a driveway where four black youths were playing a game of two on two,
and we immediately had our way blocked by the young men who took their time to
get in Mia's face as they took in the sight of her body. Mia was flushed at
being so exposed at such close range. She could do nothing to hide her nudity,
and merely stood there while the boys had their fill.
"I think you be in the wrong 'hood," one of them finally spoke.
"Oh, we're in the right place. You're just blocking our way." I said
calmly in response.
"And, what if we don't move? What if we want to borrow your chick for
awhile?"
I looked around and noticed that we were next to a building that was being
renovated, and had quite a bit of construction material lying around.
"Well, in the first place, if you push it, I would be happy to remove you
from the path." Yes, I knew something that he didn't know.
"Second," and here is where I got a brilliant idea, "if you want
to use my friend here, you'll have to win her fair and square. Let's call it a
game of one on one." I was looking up at the man who was much taller, and
my suggestion must have seemed utterly foolish.
"What?" the stunned youth said.
"You heard me. That is, unless you're afraid." Now, this really got
his goat, as I knew it would, and he took the bait.
"Listen you piece of white..."
I stopped him in mid sentence, "Okay, then, you be here tomorrow evening,
try to wash before then... and bring your friends. Oh, and one more thing, bring
cash."
"Why?"
"'Cause you smell, and you're gonna lose!" I said matter- of-factly as
I took Mia by the arm and we pushed past the small group. Mia couldn't believe
my attitude and said that she was sure that I had just escorted her into her
first rape. I assured her that I knew what I was doing, and took pleasure in the
fact that her nipples had grown as hard as rocks at the treatment.
"You liked that, didn't you?" I asked staring at her boobs.
"I liked being stared at," she admitted. As we walked briskly, now,
her heels clicking loudly on the pavement, she straightened her back proudly,
and confessed, "You know, I think I could try going all the way. I mean, I
think it would be a turn on to go completely nude." She turned to watch my
expression, asking silently if I would do it for her, be there to make her do
it.
I looked her up and down saying, "I never thought that dress really fit you
anyway."
While we were walking, I noticed a blonde head briefly appear in the balcony
window of the second floor of Jerry's place, and when we reached his building
after being followed by slowing cars, we were immediately buzzed through the
front door. We ascended the stairs to the studio level, and peeked inside to
find only Jerry busily hanging negatives.
"Oh, hi!" he shouted as he noticed our presence. "Just finishing
up on some of the day's shoot. Got some pretty good stuff here. Man, your woman
is one hot bitch. She has definitely got the talent to show me the Money!"
I laughed at the pun. "Come here and look." He handed me a magnifying
glass to study some of the negatives on the light board, as he turned to look at
Mia.
"Sorry. Mia, Meet Jerry... Jerry, Mia" I introduced as I took the
glass and turned to the pictures. I noticed he approved of Mia's lack of dress,
and she stood there in her best little girl pose, taking pleasure in his
attention to her bareness. What was really turning Mia's crank was the fact that
this was the first encounter she had with being mostly nude in the company of a
black man. They began exchanging small talk in that "come on" sort of
way when your eyes want to say, 'man, I'd like to fuck your brains out,' or on
the other hand, 'jeez, I'd like to feel you inside of me.'
The pictures were professional all right. Every possible pose and combination
was right before my eyes, as I took in the details of vaginal penetrations, anal
insertions, face fucking and multiple partners. All were clear and sharp, and
all involved my wife and her sister with their black partners. I was getting a
massive hardon gazing at the images, and found myself absentmindedly rubbing
myself through my pants. Thinking to myself that I had someone to do that for
me, I called Mia over, and instructed her to take care of my problem as she
shared in the pictures before us. She stood at my side, massaging my tool
through my pants as she gasped at the photos. She couldn't believe the graphic
clarity of her friends in those poses.
"My God! Those are beautiful! I mean, they're stunning, er...."
"They're fucking hot, you mean."
"Yeah. That's what I meant to say." She stammered and rubbed me harder
as her breathing got heavier and her nipples stiffened once again.
I put the eyeglass down, turned her around, and brazenly felt her pussy. It was
soaked and ready to be fucked. I decided to cut the paper work short and get on
to where the action was, so I asked Jerry where Jodi and Jessica were. He said
that they were in his third floor apartment, getting things ready for a get
together of some of his friends for the evening. Mia and I left him to finish up
printing some of the better shots, and made our way up the stairs. Being the
gentleman that I was, I let Mia go in front. The view of her naked slit and ass
added fuel to my already boiling caldron of cum, and I knew I wouldn't last long
before she would be skewered on the end of my prick, and I would be pumping her
with my semen.
I hadn't been in Jerry's private quarters earlier in the day, so I didn't know
what to expect. The d‚cor changed from business blas‚ to ultra modern as we
ascended the stairs, and the landing on the third floor completed the transition
complete with plastered walls, sharp one piece entry door, and thick padded
carpeting. "Leave your shoes and sox at the door!" came the shout of
instructions from my wife as she heard us approaching.
As we entered, we immediately saw the two sisters busily working away on
preparations for the evening. As we both removed our shoes, the shock of the
room set in. Almost the entire third floor consisted of a great room where most
of Jerry's living was done, with the obligatory kitchen and bathroom set to the
back. What was so startling was the radical d‚cor. Just about everything in
the place was white, or ivory. If there was an accent piece for contrast, it was
in black. The floor covering was off white, and was padded with a conservative
three inches thick padding under a mix of plushes. Only a single meandering path
through the center of the room was done in relatively standard padded plush,
allowing one to walk with shoes only if absolutely necessary. A highly polished
wood floor about ten by ten feet was the only hard surface in the entire room,
enough space for the impromptu dance. Indirect lights and accent lights provided
the glow of diffusion throughout the room. Several of Jerry's photo works
adorned the walls (today's featured subjects were none other than Jessica and
Jodi). Walls that had no bottoms, or corners, for they molded in smooth
transition curves to the floor, ceiling, and around the room. The fact that the
room had no furniture (except for a bar) totally escaped my notice at first, but
then hit me like I was in some sort of Woody Allen movie.
Mountains of shapes, curves, slopes and caves replaced normal furniture. The
solid geometry of the heavily padded mounds could be sat upon, lounged on, slept
on, bolstered, changed or otherwise enjoyed as the imagination allowed. It was
like living on a cloud, or, rather, in a cloud, and the mood was further molded
by music emitted from unknown sources hidden within the stuffing of the room.
The alternately gently and steeply sloping ramp up to a loft looked much like a
mini ski slope, and the ceiling was painted with pastels of light that changed
the mood of the natural sky images to match any desired time of day. Sunsets,
mornings, day or night could be programmed at will.
Mia and I stood gawking at the incredible sight before our eyes, not noticing
Jodi and Jessica smirking at our expressions as they placed several trays of
hors d'oeuvres on small stable hillocks in the landscape, apparently a unique
form of cocktail table. The two blondes stopped what they were doing, poured two
glasses of Chardonnay, and walked across to hand us the drinks like good
hostesses.
The sight of my wife and her sister was something to behold, for they fit the
part of devilish angels in this ethereal setting. Each girl had completely
showered, shaved and otherwise had a remake since I last saw them. Jessica's
hair was in an impeccably perfect bob, Jodi's was long, swept back in her
trademark ponytail, and both girls' bangs were fresh and light above their blue
eyes. Makeup was fresh, not too heavy, and powdery perfect.
"Hi, Mia, glad you could make it. Before you freshen up and change, what do
you think?" Jessica said to us both, motioning to Jodi and herself in the
total effect of the room.
Mia and I exchanged looks before turning back to the women for a complete
assessment. As usual, the two sisters had outdone themselves. Let's start with
my wife, Jessica. As she stood before us barefoot on the floor- cloud, her
tiptoe pose accentuated the muscles of her tanned shapely legs. She was wearing
an obviously new set of diamond earrings that matched the diamond in the center
of the thin black leather choker. A small gold bracelet completed the jewelry,
and the set probably provided more cover than the rest of her outfit. Her
"dress" and I use that term lightly, was a fitted pure white chemise
arrangement with that started with a single one-inch strap over her right
shoulder. The material plunged at a steep angle directly down the center of her
body, covering her right breast and leaving her left tit completely exposed. The
plunge went down to hang well below her left hip, and from above her left knee,
the material slashed back up to high on her right hip. The angled hem of the
chemise barely covered her bald pussy, giving the impression that she was
wearing a wide Miss America banner. The difference was that this banner was made
of completely sheer white nylon. As she turned to show us the back, she raised
he arms to the side, palms up, and pranced in the thick floor padding making her
left boob bounce as she moved up and down. Her entire body could be seen through
the thin sheath without any difficulty at all. She was essentially nude though
covered in nylon. Her left tit was exposed; her right one was molded, not
flattened, by the thin material and clearly visible. The cloth fit tightly to
her skin, and her hairless cunt stood out like a smooth leg under a nylon
stocking. One thing was for sure, she definitely made herself ready to fuck, and
access was not going to be a problem.
As Jessica finished her dance, she gestured with both hands, presenting her
sister. Jodi's outfit held a similar appeal. It too was made of white nylon in
keeping with the motif. The halter strap circled behind her neck and plunged
down the center of her body between her breasts, leaving them both exposed. The
material then flared to the sides and hung nearly full length to the floor.
Slits on the sides up to her hips complimented the oval open section in the
middle that extended to Jodi's matching bald pussy. Although her dress was as
sheer as Jessica's, it provided a sensuality that said she was dressed, but
naked. Once again, she was very fuckable, and totally accessible.
After Jodi modeled herself, the sisters' playful exuberance was a dichotomy in
moods, for there they were, prepared to service a party of strange black men
with their bodies, an act normally so taboo that people have been killed for
thinking of it, but one for which they lovingly prepared. Like twin nymphs, the
two blond housewives twirled to the beat of the music, showing us their prepared
bodies. As they turned, their feet kept time to the thump vibrating the room.
Boom, boom, boom.step, step, step. The dance had the desired affect of
transmitting the motion to their upper bodies, and their tits bounced, jiggled,
and swayed freely, indicating their readiness for sexual perversion.
The exhibit was cut short by a ring at the front door, whereupon Jessica took
Mia and rushed her off to the loft for a fitting of her own erotic dress. Jodi
and I stood transfixed, staring wantonly at each other until we heard the
approach of Jerry and his first guest. Leaving their shoes at the front door (a
custom rack was provided for guests), they entered the room with eyes transfixed
on Jodi's semi naked state. A brief introduction with requests for drinks
brought an immediate response from the slave, Jodi, as she rushed to accommodate
their desires. Within minutes, more guests, buddies of Jerry, began arriving
with gifts of wine and fancy liquors. To their credit, the sisters had one hard
and fast rule, no drugs. Anything else, but no drugs.
Jerry left to change clothes, leaving me with Jodi and five large, clean and
muscular black men. About the time the last arrived, Jessica made her entrance
with Mia at her side. Her flair for the dramatic was always present, and her
grab for attention was a sexual offense that destroyed almost all men's
defenses. In she skipped, swaying her hips seductively and bouncing her tit to
show off the entertainment to be enjoyed at the men's leisure. Jessica had
dressed Mia in another unique outfit of her own creation. My wife was familiar
with the all white theme, so all her selections were done in that color, and in
sheer nylon. Mia's dress started out as an extremely short cocktail shift that
barely extended to below her pussy. At a point below her navel, the material
extended up in a narrow three-inch band over her shoulder and down her back. She
had the option of choosing which tit to cover with the band, but if she tried to
stretch it to cover both, the hem of the dress would ride up to well above her
crotch. None of it really mattered, since the sheerness of the nylon provided
full view of either breast and her shaved cunt that separated her legs as she
stood before us.
My wife joined right in the party, sauntering up to the men, two of whom she
knew and the rest meeting their acquaintance. Mia stepped forward to stand by
me, looking in my eyes for a reaction. I smiled and told her I was looking
forward to exploring her body, and felt her hand, which was moist with sweat. I
noticed that the rest of her was flushed and hot, since she was not used to the
company of black men, especially when she was naked and they were all staring.
By contrast, my wife and her sister were mingling like hired whores. White
innocence among black masters, proudly displaying their bodies and working it
for full effect.
"This is not what I expected," Mia whispered in my ear. "Do Jess
and Jodi expect me to party with these guys? I mean, I've never made it with a
black man before, and to have six of them here at once, well, you know."
"Know what?"
"If I was going to try it, I kind of wanted to do it in private."
"It's not your party, it's theirs. Neither one of us was supposed to be
here, especially me, but since I spoiled their privacy, they decided to reward
my good sportsmanship by giving you to me so that I wouldn't go without while
they were being screwed. It's also their way of throwing you into the pool. Sink
or swim, so to speak. Either you get into the club's inner circle, or you can be
satisfied with the normal parties and social gatherings. You want my opinion? I
think you should relax. I think you should let your body go, and I think you
should start getting in the mood to fuck me." Her eyes glowed at that last
statement, and I could immediately tell that this was the kind of girl who not
only liked sex, she liked having someone take control of her sex life. Her body
relaxed and snuggled, bare breasted at my side.
The men, I found out, were acquaintances of Jerry, one being a professional
actor, and four business contacts. The businessmen were special guests that he
had invited with the promise of special gifts to them, gifts in the form of my
wife and her sister who willingly set up the weekend so they could play the
part. Chosen carefully so as not to offend them with a dirty bar scene, he knew
them well enough to play to their wild side while keeping everything
confidential, high class and discreet. It certainly helped that none of them
knew each other well, and were told in advance to respect everyone's anonymity,
and for that reason, introductions were made using only first names. Jerry knew
that the girls preferred darker skinned black men, and catered to their wishes
whenever possible, and the men here tonight were very black indeed. After all,
Jerry pampered his bread and butter girls, and took great pains to make them
happy. Where else would he find two white housewives, sisters no less, so
willing to be party pussies for his camera and profit? He either couldn't quite
grasp, or accept, that it was to their delight.
Chandler was the man that provided Jodi and Jessica with their opportunity for
fame by publishing their photos in the glossy porn magazines. He had a keen
interest in the women, and wanted to meet the two who gave him such success and
recent volumes of wealth. Lamont (Chandler's major financial partner) wanted to
"interview" the new talent for possible referral to another one of his
business associates who made custom content videos for an exclusive clientele.
Lee was the actor, sometimes used in the videos, who came along to pass judgment
on the possibilities of using the girls. Strange as it may seem, not all pretty
women actually make good fucks on screen. Denzel, a local restaurateur, liked to
use Jerry's work in all his advertising (and Jerry enjoyed the free meals).
Finally, Datron, his buddy, and owner of a local gym, would ensure him not only
free gym membership, but access to the private office on the other side of the
one way mirror into the woman's locker room for perusing new model material. He
had heard about Jodi's success in recruiting new girls for her swinger's club
from the clientele of the gym where she worked as a lifeguard, and he figured he
could utilize her talents in much the same way at his place. Oddly enough, the
men spoke quite freely about their association with Stick (Jerry), but were
hesitant about my presence.
After some apparent discomfort, one of the men spoke to Jerry as he looked at
me, "I don't see no reason to have this white boy here while we're enjoying
your arrangements." Then he turned and spoke directly to me, "Don't
you feel a little 'unsafe' being here? Why, you're almost as small as these two
blonde housewives. I hope we don't mistake you for one of them." All the
men laughed, including myself as I put on a good show. The man's arrogance was
really annoying, since all my other wife's black studs seemed pleasant enough.
As everyone waited in silence for my answer, Jessica looked at me, nodded
knowingly, and left the room to retrieve something like... a chair. She brushed
her nude body past the men, and retrieved a wooden bow-backed chair from the
kitchen, the kind you would find in a caf‚. She placed the lone chair in the
middle of the dance floor, and, as she backed away, she smiled at me and at the
men saying, "Oh, I have a feeling my husband is quite comfortable wherever
he goes."
There wasn't more than five seconds for her bombshell to take effect before I
smiled back at the man, turned, and sunk my fist straight through the seat of
the chair, smashing the wood in several pieces. "She's right, you
know," I followed as I retrieved my arm from the splintered piece of
furniture. "I was just hoping you wouldn't mind me enjoying the show my
wife and her sister were going to put on for my friends," I said calmly as
I extended my hand to shake his. As he reached for my hand, he looked at it as
if expecting to grasp some piece of tenderized meat, but was greeted instead by
my usual firm handshake. The look on his speechless face was something to
behold, and I once again gave silent thanks to the training that afforded me my
black belt. The man's face began grinning, warming to my smile, then beamed with
excitement as he said, "Wife? Sisters? Sheeeit! I knew this was going to be
good, but, well... welcome to the hood, Bro!"
There was no doubt of my acceptance as the small group began trading confidences
with me, seeing as I was lending them my wife to fuck. I also assumed that if I
made any attempt to destroy that confidence, they had the muscle to return the
favor. Anyway, these guys were extremely polite, and, again, so impressed with
my open confident attitude, that I too relaxed.
"Oh, and one other thing," Jessica said to the group. "Mia is our
gift to my husband for being such a good sport. She's his to enjoy while you're
enjoying us. Fair enough? Besides, I see no reason to have to share all this
wonderful talent with anyone but my sister." And she rubbed one of the
men's cock through his pants as she referred to talent, at the same time
wrapping her other arm around his waist and snuggling her nylon covered breast
against him. The man grinned, reached around her shoulder and pulled her close.
His left had moved down to her exposed left breast, which he took fondled and
began massaging like a loaf of bread. My wife made every attempt to make his
reach easier, and moaned with pleasure as the massive paw enveloped her
well-rounded, but demure breast meat.
The mood immediately relaxed, and the music took over any awkward moments. The
next hour was spent in finding out more about each other on a social basis, just
like any normal cocktail party where couples mingled, traded stories, ate
lightly and laughed at each other's jokes. The only differences were that the
women were white, mostly naked, and playing grab ass with the men who were black
as the ace of spades. I could see that my wife and her sister really enjoyed the
attention they got from such an environment. Blonde housewives offering
themselves to the black men, having their tits squeezed, nipples pinched and
rolled, and opening their legs so their cunts could be fingered at will. I had
to admit that the lighting was perfect, the temperature just right, food superb,
and the music pulsed an exotic erotic theme. Even Mia was getting into the scene
as she too began to mingle and took pleasure in showing off her body that was
heretofore untouched by black hands. I could see that she was testing her own
waters, as her movements became increasingly bold. Watching Jodi and Jessica
work their bodies for the black men especially turned her on. Not at all ashamed
of their nudity, the two blondes took advantage of the taboo shamefulness and
played up every opportunity to get a body rush from the shock of forbidding
acts.
They pushed the conversation whenever a chance arose, like the time that one guy
by the name of Datron said, "You're not wearing a whole helluva lot for a
pretty little white girl," to which Jodi responded smiling, "Why,
thank you, we hoped that you wouldn't be disappointed." The sisters were
masters of seduction, and knew just when to use girlish charm over slutty
brashness. It was quite entertaining, watching my wife and Jodi use their coy,
teenage voices for the men. Their body language, expressions, eye contact and
touching all began as sweet angelic young things. Jodi would say in a soft
feminine voice, "We were both looking forward to being with you tonight,
and were wondering about what you would enjoy the most."
Datron said, "I think you know what we fantasize about. How's about you
girls? What do you like to do?"
Jodi postured in a shy calm manner, and spoke slowly and softly while holding
her drink in one hand and circling a nipple with the finger of her other hand,
"We like the to experience life. Jerry has taken good care of us, and we
want to return the favor. Besides, a good body rush is something that never gets
old. I guess you might call us just a couple of horny housewives out for
adventure. We are your small, petite white girls looking for a strong black body
to master us. I know what you would like to do to my sister and me, and we want
to make you happy. We want to get a hold of strong hard black meat, Datron. We
want you to watch while I give a little lick on your big black cum filled balls.
They are cum filled, aren't they?"
"Right about now you could say that they're overflowing," he said
trying to be macho, but sweating under Jodi's feminine talk.
"Good, because Jessica and I just love the taste of cum. And, we love the
warm feel of it when it pumps directly from a solid pair of hot balls."
Jodi was looking directly into the man's eyes and was speaking so calmly and
nicely as she turned to make sure that the others in the gathering could hear.
The guy pushed back, "Damn, woman! You're hurting my virgin ears; we're
decent fellows, here. Sounds like you're expecting some kind of orgy or gang
bang or something."
My wife, standing in the same group looked him in the eye and calmly replied in
her own little girl sexy voice, "Mmmmm... an orgy sounds yummy! Then again,
a good gang fuck sounds nice too. Gee, it's kinda hard to decide. Would I be too
greedy if I wanted to try both?" and held his stare until he broke into a
broad grin. Then Jess turned to politely address Jerry, "Jerry, one of our
guests says he's decent. I thought you were going to invite horny guys, not
decent ones." Jerry returned in his best smooth and melodic voice,
"Oh, pay no attention to him, he's probably used to sloppy seconds or
thirds... or, for that matter, fourths, fifths." Everyone got a good laugh
at the Datron's expense, and my wife went over to him, put her arm around his
waste and reached up on her tip toes to kiss him. "Don't worry, baby,"
she whispered, "you can squirt your seed into me as many times as you want,
whenever you want, and in whatever hole you want." Her words were spoken so
sweetly, so softly, and so openly that it made her sound incredibly sexy. While
they were kissing, he massaged her free breast and rolled her nipple between his
fingers.
"Oh, I didn't know you were thirsty. Here, let me help," she quipped
as she took his wineglass, stood back and started squeezing her own tit. Under
her expert manipulation, breast milk began flowing from her nipple, and while
the black men watched, she expressed streams of warm baby milk into his glass
and handed it back to him. His big black lips savored the mixture, then covered
my wife's small pink ones as he French kissed her in thanks for her precious
fluid. The other guys liking what they saw, asked Jodi if she could do the same,
to which she replied of course. This was one of the sisters' best party tricks,
as they enjoyed keeping themselves lactating for just such occasions. Quite
often I would come home to find Jessica's boobs swollen and full of milk, and
she would beg me to suck them to relieve the pressure. I even had the pleasure
of doing the same for Jodi on one occasion, having just finished draining
Jessica seconds before. Ah, the sweet memories of being sandwiched between the
two naked sisters, both fondling my prick while I feasted heartily on their
titty juice. My wife was so thoughtful in sharing.
Their milk supply seemed endless, and soon the two sisters were putting on a
show of milking their white globes for the horny blacks, filling their glasses
with streams of their milk. They were really quite good at this little trick,
sometimes being able to shoot two or three small streams from each nipple.
Besides being fun to watch, the milk was actually very tasty, and was either
good straight, or mixed with whatever was handy at the time. More than the fact
that it was warm and fresh, it was the shear delight of seeing it produced that
made it taste so erotic. One other thing about breast milk is the shear volume
that one woman can produce. It seemed as if they had an endless supply, and, as
far as the sisters were concerned, that provided two important benefits. First,
their swollen tits gave them a fuller shape, and second, they made a game of
finding someone to milk them on a consistent basis. As they repeatedly filled
the glasses, the girls mocked the six men saying that they hoped that the
streams of milky stuff the men would provide would be a lot thicker and full of
baby seed.
"Stand back, girls, we've got all the seed you need. Full, thick, hot and
black!" Lee quipped.
"Stand back, guys," Jessica mocked back, "we've got all the pussy
you can handle. White, tight, willing and unprotected!" Again she held the
stare of the man making the boast, and again her bombshell gave her a verbal
victory. What she really wanted, however, was an oral victory, and I could tell
that she was laying the groundwork before she would be laid to ground.
Jodi and Jessica were having quite a time keeping up with the men's demands for
breast milk, and finally gave up on trying to fill their glasses. They switched
to aiming their streams directly into the guys' mouths, making a game of seeing
if they could hit their open mouths. Jessica had run out of milk in her left tit
and pulled her right one from beneath the thin veil. It slipped easily to the
side and out into full view for squeezing. Laughing and cavorting, the duo had
the men kneeling in front of them with mouths gaping like birds in a nest. They
were laughing so hard, that very little of the liquid actually hit its mark, and
most went to soaking the faces and clothes of the girls' targets.
Mia and I had our own pre-sexual games well in hand. My hand, that is, for as we
mingled, I couldn't keep myself from squeezing her almost perfect breasts as I
watched my wife and her sister play with the men that would soon be fucking
them. Games, playing like kids, playing with the fire of sex, that's what this
was all about. I'll be the first to admit that the sight of the two blondes in
foreplay with the black men gave me a hardon that couldn't wait for Mia's pussy.
I could tell that the feeling was mutual from the dripping cunt at my side and
the rock hard nipples between my fingers.
They were playing, and I could see why it was fun for them. I could also see why
they liked this place. It was an adult amusement park of gadgets, toys, and
creative moods that Jerry went to great lengths and expense to provide for his
own pleasure. The high ceiling, painted like a sky, was changing from evening to
night from the lighting effects. Music was changing too, as the almost
imperceptible increase in beat and volume was raising the mood of the guests and
the entire party. This place was amazing! I had no doubt that if he wanted it to
thunder and lightning, Jerry could simply command the change and it would be
done. It certainly worked on the women's attitudes, and I guess that the end
justified the means, and expense.
Jerry approached me with a remote control unit that seemingly had exhausted the
civilized world's supply of buttons, and said, "let's crank this party up a
notch." He aimed the remote at a wall panel, and the music broke into a
jazz beat that shook the room. The lights took on a rhythm of their own, and
swung to the heavy boom of the base. Colors everywhere were playing with our
heads and beckoning us to go wild. Any woman worth her salt couldn't resist the
urge to dance at that point, and these girls were no exception. The wineglasses
went down, and the femmes grabbed the first available partner to start their
gyrations. Soon the dance floor was writhing with bodies, ten in all, which
included Mia and me. I was thoroughly enjoying watching Mia's body as she moved
with the beat, tits swaying freely now, and lost in new world of sensual
anticipation. Her mood had definitely changed, and I was the recipient of some
pretty heavy come-ons.
As I was losing control, I looked around to see one of the sexiest scenes
imaginable. My wife and her sister were really working it for the men. Asses
were being wagged, and tits flopped and bobbed to the beat. Dirty dancing was
the order of the night, and black men really know how to dirty dance. I wondered
where in the world my wife learned to dance like that, humping a man's extended
leg, her dress riding high up to her waist, and her bald pussy spreading
lubrication on a pant leg. Jodi was following suit as she humped one leg in
front, moved her ass against a man behind her, and wrapped her hands around the
neck of the man in back. His hands, in turn were kneading her tits, squeezing
and mashing to the rhythm.
I looked back to see Jessica undoing the pants of the man whose leg she was
humping, as the other men began unzipping and removing their clothes. As I moved
to the beat, I felt a pair of hands go to work on my pants. Mia was all over me,
tearing at my clothes, straining to get her hands around my cock. I soon saw my
pants flying across the room while my hard cock began slapping my stomach. Next
came my shirt, and I was left standing naked before my black haired princess.
She didn't hesitate as she quickly stripped out of her outfit to join me in
total nudity. The music changed once more, and a slow sensual torch song hit the
air. I grabbed Mia, pulled her close, and, for the first time, felt her warmth,
her smoothness, and her soft skin against mine. She put her head back to look up
at me with her incredible green eyes, and I could swear I could smell her sweat
words as she mouthed, "Let's get comfortable!"
"Where? Wait! The loft," I suggested. We took off climbing the hills
of white fluff. No ladders, no stairs, only a white slope of deep foam rubber
padding, covered by a thick bed comforter, which was the full width of the room.
It was like walking in a sea of lemon meringue, as up to the loft we went where
sleeping arrangements were spread out in what appeared to be a free formed bed
that was roughly ten feet in diameter. Large overstuffed feather pillows were
strewn about, leaving us to choose one if we wished. However, the entire loft
was one giant white pad, and it was very difficult to tell the limits of the
bed. Perhaps the bed had no limits; just those defined by the size of the
decorative comforter. Someone could hold an entire party up here alone, and
would never have to use the lower level. The loft was complete with a control
panel of some sort near what I would assume was the head of the bed. Again,
everything was padded, which told me that there must be a lot of flopping around
that takes place up here, and no one wants to bump their head.
We were like kids climbing the hill outside our house. The subtle differences
were that Mia and I were fully adult and totally nude. I followed her lead,
sniffing the scented trail until my prey fell onto her back, legs spread, and
waiting for the attack. I was soon upon her with my full weight, landing square
between her legs and pressing her into the room sized feather bed. The look in
her eyes was pure fire and the heat of her body flared up when combined with
mine. Her stare made my prick immediately spring to hardness, and she slipped
her hand down to grasp my tool and guide it into her dripping slit. I plunged
full length without hesitation, searching for the answer to my questions. Her
cunt felt as if she was squeezing my cock with her hand. The small tight orifice
could only be penetrated because of her lubrication, and I split the small lips
with pleasure as I felt my member surrounded by its heat. Mia closed her eyes,
moaned loudly, and raised her knees up and out to the sides when I plunged. This
is what she was waiting for, what she desired in her secret life, and the relief
that was so critical in her life.
To my delight, she had one other feature that, to me, made her the perfect lay.
Her vaginal tract was extremely short, and my eight inches stopped cold against
the end with six inches inserted. Mia gasped, her eyes widened like a wild
woman, and she stared up into my face with parted lips. Although I could
definitely fall in love with this woman, I reminded myself that love was off
limits, but lust was definitely the order of the day. Lust, as defined by Jodi,
had no limits of pain or pleasure, and the limits of lust existed only in one's
mind. Mia's limits had not yet been reached, and I was reading her mind. I
continued to suck on one of her tits as I plunged in and out of her baby hole,
enjoying her heat and animal passion.
I knew that the best was yet to come, and I positioned myself kneeling above
her, arms under her legs, and bumping my cock against her cervix. I rubbed and
rubbed the entrance to her womb with every stroke until I could feel the tight
knot begin to open. Like a tight sphincter it seemed to yield to ever increasing
pressure until I thought she was ready. Her wild bucking told me that she wanted
something more, something even she couldn't define, so I gave her the
definition. With hard steady pressure, I forced the head of my cock past the
point of no return and penetrated her cervix. Mia screamed at the top of her
lungs, but I paid no attention to anyone hearing, since I knew that Jessica and
Jodi would know what I had done. Once the head was through, I thrust full length
into her body until my balls were resting on her asshole, and my cockhead was
well within her uterus. I stopped and held myself in that position, letting Mia
get the full realization of what she was feeling. Although she almost past out
at the experience, she came alive and screamed, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck
me," over and over.
She grabbed my ass and pulled me into her with such force that we were fused
together at the crotch. I could feel her large clit against my pubic bone, and I
knew she was getting violated inside and out. She was out of control in lust for
sex, my sex, my seed, and she seemed to suck it out of me with her cunt. Holding
me tight, she wouldn't let me withdraw from her uterus, and so I took rapid
short strokes, backing up just short of my head slipping from her cervix. It was
far too much for either of us to take as we tried desperately to prolong the
feeling, but to no avail. Mia seemed to scream her whisper in my ear, "fuck
my white womb... cum in me... make a baby in me... make me pregnan... ughhh!"
And her voice trailed off as he shook in violent answer to my streams of semen.
I could feel the pulses of sperm I sent into her womb, hot and thick, as my
balls emptied directly into her reproductive chamber. Her spasms of delight
matched my throbbing prick, and I could tell her pleasure was a newfound
intensity that she never experienced before. I broke her cervical cherry, my
seed was inside her, and I knew that from then on, her feelings for sex would be
changed forever. I held myself buried to full length as long as I could, and it
was only when my cock's stiffness subsided that it's head slipped back through
the ultimate pleasure hole to rest in her chamber of normal love.
Such was our passion, that the whole act couldn't have taken more than fifteen
minutes. Penned up lust always takes its toll by speeding up animalistic lust,
and so it was with us. We had opened both our floodgates together, and as we
regained our composure and looked into each other's eyes, we realized that we
had found a new passion for life and a new partner for that passion. Partners
that had been assigned now had been fused in a different way, and no matter who
would invade Mia's inner chamber from now on, it would be me that could only
rekindle the feelings of virgin lust for that last inner frontier. There was an
unspoken bond that neither one of us tried to broach with words, so we just lay
there in naked embrace, gazing into each other's minds.
Our revere was brought back to reality by the sounds of action down below, and
Mia got a wicked smile on her face saying, "C'mon. I want to watch."
So we broke our sweaty bodies apart, and crawled to the edge of the loft to see
what was going on.
While we were committing adultery in the loft, my wife and her sister had been
promoting their own acts of depravity. Both sisters had managed to strip the
men, and had, in turn, been stripped themselves. They continued to dance, their
clothes tossed far off to the side of the room, black and white bodies gyrating
like keys on a piano. The beat of the music had risen once again to a hot jazz
beat, and lights were flashing in rhythm. The sisters had once again taken up
the practice of "dirty dancing," and were in much the same positions
that I saw them last. My wife was straddling the leg of the man she had been dry
humping, and continued to rub her bald pussy lips over the man's legs. Only this
time she was hanging on to the man's cock like a saddle horn, pumping it with
her small white hands as they bumped to the music. From behind, two large black
bodies were crowding her, slapping her skin with their stiffening pricks.
Jessica had a broad smile on her face from ear to ear, laughing at the treatment
the guys were administering.
Jodi had her own set of admirers in very much the same position as her sister,
only she was grasping the pricks of the two men to her side as they shook her
breasts with their large black hands. The man at her front was doing the limbo
between her legs that she tried to keep as wide as possible. When he got close
enough, he slapped Jodi's bare cunt with his stiff cock, side to side, then
directly on her clit. This is what the girls loved, and they kept dancing, prick
teasing, and working themselves and the men to a fever pitch before having
serious sex.
Mia and I lay on the edge of the loft, no more than fifteen feet away from the
writhing throng, and feeling the heat that was building in their loins. Even
though we had just had violent intercourse, we rolled to the side to gain better
access to each other's genitals to continue the stroking. As many times as I
witnessed them in action, I will never get over these white girls contrasted so
willingly and sexy with their black lovers. I wondered which were the slaves and
which were the masters, for although the girls wanted to be dominated, their
ways with the men showed their mastery of taking them just where they wanted,
and when they wanted them. We could physically feel the heat in the loft,
evidenced by the shining sweat of the white and black skin as it slithered
together in one slippery mass. The sweat was pouring off the men as well as the
girls, and they rubbed together, co-mingling their fluids in one sexy scene.
Jodi was the first to break the pattern when the man in front stopped slapping
her cuntlips with his prick, and slipped the sweaty member inside her well
lubricated love tunnel. "Whew!" she yelped as the black meat spread
her white pussylips, and he continued to limbo closer as she helped by thrusting
her naked pubis toward him. The man knew how to dance, and soon was laying back
folded onto his legs, and Jodi was holding onto the black handles to each side
as she bounced up and down on the black meat. With tits jiggling freely, she
raised and lowered with animal speed as she fucked the black stick beneath her.
Raising high, her body slammed down on the rod, forcing it to extreme depths
inside her. She was waiting to be filled, and was talking to the man below,
"fill me, fill me with your cum. Pump me with seed, and empty your black
balls." Her words were too much, and she flung back her head allowing her
blond tresses to cascade straight from her head to her ass, as she closed her
eyes feeling the hot semen pump into her. The streams of white man milk shot
into her with a release that had been building the entire evening. Fresh hot
sperm, full of black babies flooded her channel and filled her with needed life.
They both shuddered their climax, then fell back to the safety of the padded
perimeter of the dance floor.
"Just look at those cocks!" Mia exclaimed excitedly in my ear.
"My God, they're huge!" And they, in fact, were. Jerry and the men he
had selected for the girls' slave sexing were as black as spades, and came
equipped with some mighty impressive equipment, all between 10-12 inches long in
the prick department. All of them lived up quite well to the myth of the huge
black cock, and all had heavy ball sacks to match. Jerry knew that the women
didn't like overweight lovers (although if it came to choosing between weight
vs. lack of nooky, sex always won out), and his selection of men to fuck the
white angels nicely fit the description of athletic builds. They complained
that, although they didn't mind pleasing the non-athletic types orally or
anally, their petite figures had a hard time handling the weight of a heavy man
lying on top of them.
Mia's eyes were fixed on the action as she mumbled comments about the black
bodies. I personally had no frame of reference for likes or dislikes, except
that I preferred having my wife fucked by a relatively well built black with a
long tool, rather than one of average build and mildly brown skin. I figured
that as long as she was into getting her white pussy filled with black meat, it
might as well be real black to gain the fullest effect of contrast. Most of all,
I learned that she should also be penetrated by the longest she could find, so
that they would poke through her cervix into her uterus and disturb anything
that was beginning to grow there. This was somewhat of a double edge sword, and
was a delicate balance of playing with fire. Jessica was going to fuck black
cock and that was that, but at the same time she refused to protect herself from
getting pregnant. If she were fucked through her cervix by a long cock, she
would have sperm deposited directly on her fertile eggs, ensuring pregnancy. If
she continued getting fucked through her cervix, it would act like an
intrauterine device causing her to abort or not retain a child. Thus, she would
play with getting pregnant, which would force her to keep going in order to stop
it. Consequently, I had little choice but to encourage Jessica to get deep
fucked at least two or three times a month.
I had to admit, as long as blacks were screwing them, at least they had a friend
in Jerry who was selective. Not one of the men was over weight, and all had
those tight buns that women drool over. It may be that Jimmy the Greek made a
public faux pas when he stated that blacks were bred to have strong legs and
arms for working the fields, but his point was well made, and for whatever
reason there was behind it, the result was the same. The sisters told me that
the harder the muscles in a man's ass, the harder the thrusts. The combination
of features that made them suited to physical labor also appealed to a white
woman's sense of being mastered by a large strong black male. And the same
features that gave them muscle in their bodies, extended between their legs to
supply them with hunks of meat that swung like grotesque tubes of stiffening
flesh from their crotch. Now, you put all those features together on shining
sweaty black skin, and that's what we were looking at below. The two blondes had
an appreciation for the black male art form, and allowed themselves to be drawn
into the contrasting blend of white women and black masters.
Jodi had opened her eyes and noticed us watching. She smiled and turned to
accept a cock in her mouth and settle into a long slow blowjob. However, it was
the smile, wink, and shimmy I got from Jessica as she caught my glance that held
my next attention. While her sister was getting screwed only feet away, my wife
had laid back on the opposite side of the dance circle, and was having her pussy
eaten by Datron, the gym owner. He was kneeling between her wide spread legs,
laving her juicy cunt as she held two black pricks at her side. Each of the men
was mashing one of her white breasts, as she enjoyed the attention from the men
and the show her sister had just performed. What really caught my attention was
when Mia gasped and pointed to the schlong dangling from between Datron's legs.
His prick was the second largest I have seen on a man. Only the sisters' stud,
Ron, and his 14 inches was bigger, but this must have been a good twelve if it
was an inch. And, it was growing stiffer as his tongue action picked up. I used
to swear that Ron was myth until I saw Jessica take his full length into her
womb, and now I was about to witness another massive insertion.
Jessica had winked at us after watching Jodi, and now turned her attention to
her own show. Closing her eyes in concentration, she picked up the pace of
jacking off the cocks in her hands, and raised her knees to afford Datron a
better lick. His large mouth almost entirely covered her hairless cunt, and I
could imagine his large tongue probing her inner vaginal walls. I knew that a
man sucking her tiny knob easily brought her to climax, and she shook in violent
completion of her first journey up and over that hill. I told Mia, as Jess
squeezed the man's head between her convulsing legs, that I also knew that Jess
was multi-orgasmic, heavily multi-orgasmic. There were times when I counted up
to seven successive climaxes in a row before she had to take a break, and for
that reason I knew that she wasn't nearly finished, but, rather, just getting
warmed up.
It was time for Datron's payback, and Jessica bent over to take his massive
prick to her mouth as he leaned back. With two small white hands, she raised the
jet-black snake to her pink lips. It only took the touch of her hand to make him
rock hard, and, with one hand she held the steely black rod to her face and
kissed the bulbous head, flicking her tongue into his pee slit. Her other hand
took hold of his massive black ball sack, and lovingly massaged the two peach
sized globes. As she coaxed the warm cum filled balls, she continued to insert
her small wet tongue into his slit, tasting the precum that flowed from the end.
The man's frenzy was taken a step further when she allowed her pink lips to
encircle the head, sucking him inside her mouth. I knew how she would be running
her tongue under his shaft, across the sensitive gland that would cause him to
cum. I also knew that she would welcome him deep into her throat, holding off on
breathing as he penetrated down her esophagus. Mia and I both watched in
amazement as my wife plunged his massive cock full length into her throat, and
held her chin against his balls. The small blonde head of this housewife being
stuffed by the black meat of a large man was an incredible sight. Her white
skinned body, glistening with sweat sat before the dark statue nude and impaled
as she was force-fed the man's pee stick. As we marveled at the performance, Mia
stoked my hardon, and I fingered her hard wet clit, proving that human passion
went beyond the bounds of self-control.
Jessica finally broke her suction grip, and fell back onto the cushions,
satisfied that Datron was ready to fuck her. Spreading wide for the insertion,
she lifted her legs providing a good clear and hairless target for the donkey
size dick. Datron needed no invitation; in fact, nothing could keep him from
driving full length into my wife's white cunt, spreading her pussylips with his
dark member. She was so wet that it only took two or three strokes for him to
bottom out. As she looked up with her blue eyes, she knew that he was in for a
surprise, since he had only buried nine inches into her. As he pushed, she could
feel the huge smooth prick head against her cervical opening, and prepared to be
fully invaded. Datron showed disappointment at bottoming out with three inches
left to go, but was astounded when she kept thrusting. Jess locked her legs over
the powerful black ass muscles and kept pulling on his asscheeks with both
hands. Unbelieving, Datron kept thrusting his huge bat into her tiny slit at her
insistence. Then, without warning, she closed her eyes, threw back her blonde
head and yelled, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me you black bastard!" At the
same time, she thrust up hard with her pelvis, pulled back with both hands, and
forced his massive black tool through her cervix and into her uterus. Datron
grunted with true animal instinct, reacting to a feeling of incredible tightness
surrounding his baby maker. He was now inside, buried to the hilt, black balls
resting against her asshole, and making short rapid thrusts as his entire twelve
inches stretched my wife's baby cavity.
"Pump me... pump me with seed. Fuck my white pussy... empty your balls over
my eggs. C'mon, fill me with cream and make me pregnant, you
son-of-a-bitch!" Jessica was screaming uncontrollably as this black man was
fucking her unmercifully. A stranger, intent on impregnating her, was ravaging
her small white housewife body that had mothered three children. Her white
breasts were heaving with stiff nipples under the shadow of her dark skinned
stud, platinum blonde locks and creamy white skin straining to be the picture of
indecency and sloppy whorish lust. My wife kept bucking against the black
invader until he stiffened, and we could see his big balls swell to stretch the
skin of his ball sack. One final plunge and the balls began pumping their
precious potent sperm into my wife, flooding her with life giving baby seed,
black baby juice not meant for this small white body. Pulse after pulse of hot
cream flowed into her uterus, filling it with fresh semen. She could feel the
heat of the fluid as it hit against the walls of her inner chamber, covering her
eggs. Jessica moaned with the realization that there wasn't a chance in hell
that she wasn't once again pregnant. Only this time it was with a strange black
baby, small and just forming as it was. This made her wild with lust, wild with
animalistic passion, and wild to be seen as the slut she was in front of so many
observers.
Datron collapsed on her small figure, keeping himself buried deep within her
slit as they both came crashing back to earth. Mia was pumping furiously on my
cock, which was ready to explode, having just shuddered herself in another
climax while watching Jessica's rape scene. I rolled on top of Mia, high onto
her breasts, and fed my cock to her mouth. Taking my own prick, I ordered her to
open up, and I proceeded to give her a taste of my own cum. I spurt directly
into her open mouth, pumping my cock furiously, forcing as much sperm onto her
tongue as possible. It was a fantastic climax, brought on by the sight of my
wife being black sexed not ten feet from me, and I felt as if my prostate would
explode as the seed pumped from my balls into Mia's mouth.
As my climax subsided and I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Jodi and
Jessica looking up to the loft along with the six black men, watching as I
emptied my prick, kneeling over Mia's face. The black and white group all smiled
and voiced words of satisfaction that their performance yielded such results.
Jess was leaning back on he elbows with Datron, still imbedded in her snatch,
turning to see. Jodi was leaning back, drink in one hand and cock in the other
enjoying my reaction, and the remaining men were massaging both Jess and Jodi's
tits in anticipation of taking their turns with the housewives. All seemed
pleased that Mia and I were getting off on their sexual cavorting, and they
turned back to get on with the orgy, feeling that at least one of the white
women's husbands was pleased with the way they were being fucked.
I suppose that most men are curious about almost every fetish at one time or
another, but women, on the other hand tend to develop their own small list of
favorites and stick with them for quite awhile. Jodi and Jessica had fetishes
for the unusual, bizarre, exciting and the taboo. Luckily, they weren't
attracted to the smelly, addictive, permanently disfiguring, or painful
(although a little pain at the right moment could be useful). The sisters were a
team, a polished set of nymphomaniacs that created their own unique worlds of
events and practices that shocked the most liberal voyeur. But, that is exactly
the reaction they were seeking. They achieved personal victories in their lives
by being the best at the things that people loved to watch or think about, but
would never seek out themselves. However, the girls had amazing success in
introducing many of their friends and acquaintances to practicing much of what
they felt was forbidden.
What made their acts even more shocking was who these two were. Two young
housewives, good looking blonde sisters that would turn any man's head, with
figures that were slim, trim and borderline perfect. Who would believe that they
liked to fuck and suck horses, dogs and other animals? Who could guess that
these mothers exposed themselves in public (actually legal in their state), and
held afternoon parties at home where they invited men to have sex with them and
their closest friends? What would their parents say if they knew that they had a
fetish for black cock, and that they loved to drink and be covered in hot semen,
cold semen, any semen?
The strangeness of this reality had real bite, because these women were not
whores, just sluts. Not the trashy slut one would imagine, but they were
innocent looking, soft spoken, intelligent women who were masters at turning the
tables to suit their pleasure. They were masters in manipulating people,
husbands, other wives, and their lovers. They allowed themselves to be mastered
through enticement. They played with pregnancy and forbidden taboos for their
enjoyment, and they did everything to its fullest extent. It was the contrast
that got them off. The contrast of their appearances, their stations in life,
and their images compared to the impacts of being found out, of being seen, and
even of having intercourse with black men.
The two girls manipulated their lives, their families, friends, and the members
of their sex club to perfection. Everyone knew these things were forbidden, but
were involved in such a way that the attraction was overwhelming and seemed
justified by the girls' innocence. They mixed the couples in their club by
assigning husbands to different wives as swing partners, and, in some cases,
they gave a wife to a favored member as their piece of property to develop or
destroy sexually. Such was their gift of Mia to me. The young dark haired
housewife, coaxed into infidelity by the sisters, was excited about her new
lifestyle, and couldn't wait to experience more. The hair color of my life's sex
partner went from blonde to black at my wife's bequest as a reward for offering
my approval of her black sexing. And Mia? She was happy to finally put her
blossoming sexuality into practice.
My balls ached with pleasure having just emptied them into Mia's mouth. I really
didn't care what my wife and her sister were thinking during that momentary
pause between fucks, but obviously they were pleased with their handy work. Now
they could relax and get back to the sexing they had arranged for themselves
before my untimely interruption. Two down and four to go in the first round, and
girls were just warming up.
Jessica rolled off the cock in her pussy and grabbed a nearby face towel that
was strategically available, having been stuffed between the huge cushions of
the room. She wiped the dripping semen from her slit, and invited, "Okay,
boys, who's next?" She turned to the man on her right saying, "C'mon,
boy. You want some white girl?" She specifically used the term
"boy," and said in a mocking way, knowing that the black man wouldn't
like being called boy. Her sister, Jodi joined her in repeating the insult,
"Yeah, boy. Come and get it." They both knew that, although it wasn't
taken seriously, the men would tend to pound them even harder for their
indiscretion.
The mood was playful. "Hey, boy! Get yo black dick ova hea!" mocked
Jessica. "Oooweeee, child. I is goin' to fuck yo little white ass, so get
it ova hea so this boy kin pork his little white bitch!" was the answer as
the man dangled his black meat over her white body. The man turned her around so
she was on her hands and knees, and he approached her from behind. Rubbing his
schlong through her slit to juice it up, he then plunged into her cunt,
stretching her little white lips wide to the side. My wife moaned her pleasure
and closed her eyes as she easily took the massive cock deep inside. The first
cock had already loosened her, and her cervix was dilated to allow easier
penetration. The man thrust forward, and she thrust back, wiggling her small ass
as if to work more of his meat inside her. Jess was expert in working a huge
cock into her cunt, and especially liked the thick ones, since as she put it,
"stretch me so wide and fill me up like I'm having a baby." The third
man in the trio worked his way around to her front, and lay down offering his
black meat to her face. Jess's blonde head immediately went to work on his dick,
and soon she was being impaled by black meat both front and back. She always
said that she loved double and triple penetrations, and I pretty much figured
she must have been in heaven about now. There was always one subtle little thing
that my wife did that only Jodi and I could recognize. She would slow her
thrusts and ease onto the cock that was fucking her to seat it against her
cervical opening. Then, with a characteristic flip of her pelvis, she would pop
the cock head through her cervix and into her uterus. The men being surprised by
the action, and realizing what they had just done, would get incredibly hard,
and their prick would swell, tightening the grip from her cervical ring. So it
was that the flip of the ass came, and I knew that she had a black man's
cockhead hovering over her fertile eggs as it was oozing precum.
Jodi didn't wait to watch her sister, but dug right into her own two unsatisfied
customers after wiping down her sopping cunt. "Hop on, boys. Okay, how do
you want me?" she said as she took her turn with the blacks. Seeing Jessica
get a double, the men on Jodi decided that they wanted to double fuck her too,
so they had her start on her hands and knees as one of them inserted himself
into her pussy and pumped away. After several minutes, the man pulled out,
holding himself tight by the base of his cock. As Jodi sucked on the cock of the
man in front of her, the man behind her began penetrating her asshole. With the
aid of some spit and her relaxing, he managed to insert the bulbous head through
her sphincter, and finally up her ass. She knelt hopelessly impaled in her ass
on a frantically plunging black dong that could care less about her safety. But
Jodi was a pro, and she took the massive tool to the hilt, stretching her tiny
pink hole to accommodate the thick black meat. The man thrust until his balls
slapped against her pussylips and clit, which excited her even more. Then,
reaching around her front, he grabbed hold of her breasts, hung on, and rolled
onto his back with his cock still up Jodi's butt. The second man didn't need
coaching, and he approached her waiting red pussy with black rod in hand. Within
seconds, Jodi had two massive black cocks inside her belly, probing from front
and back, filling her with dark male flesh. The heat from their bodies mingled
into a sweaty mass, and Jodi performed her own matching pussy dance by flicking
her pelvis down with all her weight. The prick in her cunt popped through her
cervix and entered her womb, burying itself up to the balls that now slapped
against the balls of the man below. Fully filled, Jodi leaned back using her
arms to support her and let the two black bucks fuck her to their hearts'
content. Her long blonde hair hung straight from her head across the dark face
of the man screwing her ass, and its scent only drove him to push harder into
the little woman.
The sisters were enjoying their simultaneous intercourse as the beat of the
music drove their passions. This is what they had come for. This was their game,
their slave game. To be used like whores, to be fucked like sluts, to be used by
huge black masters as small white woman slaves. To please their masters in any
way they wanted, without regard to themselves, their safety, or the possibility
of pregnancy. Indeed, the mere thought of an accident like that drove the
sisters to frenzied whirlwinds of sexual turmoil. Such was their passion that
they lost themselves in the moment, and threw all sense of control away.
"Fuck me. Fuck me, you black bastards!" Jodi yelled. "Stretch my
cunt! Plow my white ass, homeboy!" she prayed without sense or respect. She
was tossing her head from side to side, waving her long blond hair wildly as she
drove them on to fuck her harder.
My wife was no stranger to her own loss of self-control, and shouted
instructions of, "Oh, yeah, baby. Push your black meat in me. Slowly,
slowly. Yeah, that's it. Feel my tight little collar. Aren't those black balls
ready to pump me? Don't you want to fill me up? C'mon, you black fucker. Pump
this white girl! Stretch my pussy, honey. You want to put a baby in me? You're
right there, baby. All you need to do is empty your balls. Those big hard black
balls. Are they full? Are they full of hot sperm for me? Get your hose to flush
me out, baby." Jessica kept it up, pushing the men to fuck her hard in both
her face and cunt. I had never hear words like that coming out of her mouth, but
I had to admit that it was mind blowing to hear her talk like that. It was her
secret life that I was listening to, the secret Jessica that she only showed in
her wildest moments.
As the two blondes fucked on, Mia and I watched in amazement. She with a
constant flood of lubrication, and I with what seemed like a permanent hardon,
kept our eyes glued to the action no more than twelve feet away. The man fucking
my wife's face was getting impatient by her constant jabbering, and pulled her
head down on his cock. She willingly allowed the black meat to penetrate her
throat, and soon she was skewered front and with black cock. The two sisters
were quite a sight, bobbing up, down and around on their loving invaders. Their
tits bounced in whatever direction they could before being captured and squeezed
by some big black mitt of a hand.
The girls were really in seventh heaven, being the center of so much male
attention and they fucked on with a steady rhythm as if they were dancing to the
music. I couldn't keep my cock from standing on end, and Mia must have thought
that I was the stud of studs, thinking to herself, "no wonder this guy is
in Jodi's inner circle. He's a machine!" Machine, indeed, I have no idea
why I was turned on so much by a scene that should have turned me off. However,
there I was, boner in Mia's hand, with balls aching to produce sperm in overtime
mode. When I looked down at Mia's body, I found that I wasn't the only one who
was hard. Her nipples were like the ends of a cue stick, and her clit was
putting on its best female version of a hardon. The little knob was protruding
like a champ, ready to be sucked to another climax that Mia had discovered she
could have one after another.
Back and forth, in and out, the blonde housewives were indeed getting fucked and
fucked hard. The men had also lost control, and were pounding them for all they
were worth. "Watch," Mia said excitedly, "watch their balls.
They'll pull up tight when they cum." And she was right, it didn't take
long for the girls to get their fill of hot sperm. Four sets of black balls
contracted and started spewing hot semen from black body to white body. When the
girls felt the streams of heat, they too were engulfed in a huge climax,
realizing that they were being filled. The steady streams of warm semen flooded
the girls' wombs, dropping gob after gob of seed over their eggs. Pulse after
pulse, the thick white fluid was sprayed into their bodies as the men grabbed
the girls' breasts, asses, or anything they could get their hands on.
"Drink this bitch!" the man yelled as he took my wife by her hair and
pulled her head over his cock. He buried himself up to his balls, holding her
nose up against his pubic bone, resting her chin on his throbbing ball sack. His
massive cock had stiffened and plunged straight down her throat, cutting off her
air, and spewing forth its red hot body fluid into her belly. Jessica held her
breadth and allowed the spunk to flow, feeling the bulging head spread her
throat muscles as the black man's jism squirted out his cockhead deep into her
mouth. Filled from the front and filled from the back, my wife was now truly the
men's cum receptacle.
Only a few feet away, Jodi was getting filled with her own loads of white stuff.
Her uterus was getting splashed with baby seed from the huge black dick in her
pussy, while the massive throbbing piece of meat swelled and stretched her
asshole from behind. Exhausted, she could no longer support her weight, and her
entire body fell onto the impaling spears. As her weight forced the black meat
deep inside her, the tools continued to spurt their life giving fluid into her
young white flesh. She was stretched wide, front and back, helpless to extract
the large penetrating penises from her holes. She could only shudder in climax,
and feel herself take on the extra fluids. Within seconds, she was once again
filled with sperm, and glowed with the realization and excitement of possible
pregnancy.
What a wonderfully erotic sight of watching the two sisters getting fucked by
black men, writhing about in true animal lust, then coming back to earth as
their bodies slid together in a mass of sweat. The two blondes were really
getting their wish, and the black men were really enjoying a unique gift. A gift
they wouldn't soon forget from the girls, and their good friend Jerry. The room
was again visible, and my concentration relaxed now that I knew my wife and her
sister were full of black cum. The satisfied looks on their faces told me they
were really happy, and their weekend was living up to expectations.
"Oh, yeah!" Chandler yelled out loud, bellowing like a bull moose,
full of pride and satisfaction. Both girls smiled and cooed in the limelight of
the moment. The entire throng stretched in pleasure.
"Hey, bro! I just fucked your wife," said Chandler in a relaxed tone
of voice, as he looked up to the loft at Mia and me.
"I can see that. And a fine job you did too!" I answered. He nodded
his acclamation, and I saluted him.
"Whew! Anyone besides me care for a drink?" asked Jodi. Everyone
voiced their agreement, and Jerry "commanded" his slaves to fetch a
round for everyone. The blond femmes leaped up with surprising energy after
having just been ravaged, and made their way over to the wet bar. With tits
jiggling as they walked, I realized that the dance floor had disappeared, and
thick cushy white padding to match the rest of the room covered the area. The
girls looked as if they were walking over a huge mattress.
Jerry's innovation in d‚cor included a remote controlled dance floor that slid
under the other padding in the room, while other padding followed and replaced
it as it moved. The motion was so slow, that one could be standing on the floor
and not notice its movement. By the time the first round of fucking was done,
the entire area was replaced with heavy padding, making the entire room
virtually one wall to wall bed. The humps and hills were still there providing
contours in which people sat, reclined, or got into any position they wished. As
it was, everyone was lounging in some valley of padding, resting their backs so
they could enjoy their drinks. When the girls returned, they carried one drink
in each hand, and headed back to the bar as each was passed out. Another push of
a button, and Jerry grinned at the men's reactions when compartments, which were
buried in the deep cushions, flipped open to reveal cup holders and small
polished wood trays.
The girls came back with the other drinks, and motioned to me to help myself at
the bar. I knew that the blondes wanted Mia and I to be observers, not their
main focus, and they wished to keep themselves for the exclusive use of Jerry's
guests. So, down the hill of pillowy stuffing I rolled, followed by a nude Mia,
and headed to the bar. I made the drinks tall so they would last awhile, and
stood around making idle chatter with the group.
Six black men and two blonde housewives, all nude and freshly fucked, were
sitting around enjoying the company. The girls nestled in between the men,
making quite the Oreo cookie scene, and fondled their lovers' cocks in one hand,
while sipping their drinks with the other. The men took similar advantage of the
nudes by wrapping a free arm around their shoulders and playing with their
breasts and nipples while they talked. Me? I have to admit that we did just
about the same thing, only we were both white, but enjoying our newness.
"You girls are really quite good. I was hoping that you would live up to
your pictures," said Chandler, who published their photo work.
"Thanks. I hope we do live up to them. After all, we enjoy making them, and
it isn't really as much of a job for us as a recreation," said Jessica
nodding to Jodi.
Lamont chimed in, "I definitely can see that my money is going to good use.
Uh, Chandler, I'm willing to go along with your suggestion now that I can see
the material. Can I?" And Chandler nodded his approval to Lamont, then
smiled down at Jodi, massaging her big plump tit.
"Okay. As you know, Chandler and I took a chance on Jerry's suggestion to
produce you girls' porn magazines. We weren't quite sure why this would be any
different from any other, but when we saw the material and Jerry's talent, we
knew we were safe. Well, we were not only safe, but we hit the proverbial
jackpot, giving rise to the thought that we might be able to turn this into
something better. Better for you, and better for us."
"Thanks for your vote of confidence, but what could be better?"
Jessica inquired.
"Videos! What you probably don't know is that I also finance a line of
adult videos that cater to a more select crowd. The company is small, but I
demand quality, and, so, the actors, camera work, settings, subject matter, and
everything else must be of the highest standards. No one wants a garage film.
The sure thing is to do it right, and use the right stuff. Chandler and I think
that you girls have the right stuff. At least we've decided to offer you the
opportunity."
"Are you talking about actually fucking in a studio? Like in the big
time?"
"Yes to both questions, but with some small differences. We want you to do
special material, a series around the antics of two white sisters that like
screwing black men."
"No problem there!" Jodi chimed.
"Then, well, we heard that you two might have some special talents. Those
we'll tape on a more private basis, and the distribution would be limited."
"Like in animals I presume," my wife added.
"Exactly. Not only that, but we have some special customers that will pay
dearly to have themselves filmed while they participated in some very special
parties much like the one we have here. You know, the high roller black man who
always wanted to see himself with a white woman. Maybe foreigners. Think you
could handle it?"
"Big bucks, special tips, notoriety, who knows? It's kind of up to you how
far you want to publicize your activities, and how good you are. That's why we
brought along Lee. He's what you might call one of our bread and butter men,
being in a number of our best sellers. Lee, what do you think so far?"
"So far, so good. I'm impressed, and I think if we made these two off like
the Double Mint Twins, they'd be a big hit with the fetish crowd. I mean, I got
MY rocks off!" Lee spoke as he leisurely stroked his cock with one hand.
Jodi pointed to him saying, "You just came in my ass didn't you?"
"Actually, no. I just came in your sister's pussy, and what a tight fit
that was! Right through her cervix!"
"Hey, you ain't felt nothin' yet. Two can play at that game."
"Girls, girls, come now! Let's not fight over who's the best. We want you
to think about working for us. How about sleeping on it?" Chandler offered.
"We'll do better than that," said Jessica, "We'll suck on
it!" My wife chugged the last of her drink, put her glass in one of the
holders, and leaned over in Lee's lap to take his hardening black tool in her
mouth. At the same time, she lifted her left leg to expose her bald leaking
pussy as an invitation to anyone else who cared to start another round. Jodi
took the cue and offered, "She's right, boys. The night is young and we
have a lot to chew on, so get those cocks up. Hey! I'm not being fucked! What
does a girl have to do to get fucked around here?"
The group of six immediately set upon the two sisters. Their mouths were filled
with black meat, their pussies were probed with black fingers that were replaced
with black cocks, and their assholes received equal opportunity as the girls set
off to please their masters. I refilled our glasses, and took my stiff flopping
prick through the interracial scene, herding Mia back to the loft for a better
view and some comfort of our own.
"What did they mean, animals?" Mia inquired when we settled in the
loft.
"Oh, that's just another part of the inner circle. Didn't Jodi or Jess tell
you about that?
"About what? I don't know what you mean."
Oh, great, I thought to myself. I'm supposed to be the weird one and suggest
animal training? But then I realized. I was put in charge of this girl, and it's
up to me to "train" her as I see fit. To bring her along as the mood
strikes me. I was feeling the power... and the mood.
I looked Mia straight in big green eyes as she took a drink and said, "I
can't wait for the first time you do a horse or a dog. Of course we'll start
with the dog, but the horse is what I want to see you do."
She almost sprayed her drink at me in surprise, choking out a whispered,
"What!?"
"Animals," I said nonchalantly. "That's part of the inner circle
activity you've committed to. You'll really like it. Anyway, I'm sure your
husband will like it. I know I'm looking forward to watching you."
"You've got to be kidding." Mia was flushed with the idea. Her
breathing was definitely labored, and her breasts were heaving their stiff
nipples, betraying her true feelings of lust. Then she stammered, "What,
what's it like?"
Now, I knew she was in my grasp, so I went for the full Monty. "What's it
like? Hmmm. Okay, imagine yourself with a group of people who own dogs, big
dogs, big male dogs. Imaging that those are horniest sons of bitches on the
block, and the women are stroking the dogs' dicks until they're standing out
like hunks of red meat nine inches long and shiny. Now imagine putting your
mouth close to the dog prick, then opening and slowly sucking it inside until
it's stretching your cheeks. Imagine further that the people around you are
watching and encouraging you to 'suck that dog dick' as you put on a show. Then
imagine you positioning yourself on your hands and knees so the horny beast can
hump you from behind. Once he's inserted his animal dong in your dripping pussy,
he'll start humping you fast. Real fast. Then there's the knot, the swelling at
the base of his cock that's about the size of a tennis ball, and it's stuck
inside you, filling you up like never before. The dog continues to pump, and you
feel every hard thrust, because a dog's cock has a bone inside that keeps him
stiff, and doesn't go flaccid like a man can. The he comes. He swells just like
a man, and he empties his balls into your cunt. Loads of hot animal semen
explode against your vaginal walls, and you're now impregnated by a dog that
can't pull loose until his knot goes down. Now, imagine that, you naked, having
just been fucked by a huge dog, while everyone around you nude watches and beat
himself or herself off to your performance. I'll bet you'll make a darling
little dog fucker." I added the last dig to make her feel more like a slut.
Mia's eyes glazed, staring into space as all she could say was, "My God,
you can't be serious!"
"Serious? That's only the first part. My favorite is going to be a trip to
the stud farm." Mia gasped and I continued as I noticed her fingering
herself unconsciously, "Oh, yes, we just call it The Farm. That's where you
get to experience the biggest cocks you'll ever have up your cunt. The girls
have a very good friend who has horses at stud, and she regularly
"milks" the beasts to keep them interested and able to perform on her
command."
Mia was getting excited now, and shifted her position straight up and encouraged
me to go on. I took that as a positive indication of interest, and sallied
forth. "Mia, let me ask you a question. Do like cum?"
"Well, yeah," she said without much hesitation.
"I mean, do you really, really like cum? Do you like the taste, the feel,
the texture, the warmth?"
"Yeah, all of that. Why?"
"Then get ready for more cum than you ever imagined." I paused to let
the statement sink in, turning for a moment to watch my wife and her sister.
Both Jessica and Jodi had finished with giving the first men blow jobs, and were
just choking down the loads of sperm, lapping up the over run slop, as they each
continued to get fucked by men spooning them and holding their leg in the air to
expose them. My wife noticed us watching, sat up on the cock lodged in her gash
and leaned over to say something to Jodi. Her sister smiled in agreement, then
both girls turned, kneeling up with their backs to the men, and their legs
wrapped to each side. They made sure that they turned square on to Mia and me,
giving us a clear wide spread view if their hairless pussies being stretched by
the black poles impaling them.
"Like what you see, Sweetheart?" Jessica moaned to me. "I know
how you like it when you can see my cunt split open by a big thick black
cock." She was teasing, and the sisters played the game as each one
alternately said something about how they were getting stuffed. "You like
my cunt too?" Jodi exclaimed. "God, this feels good! You can't imagine
how full I feel. Look at our clits, honey. They must be standing out like
lampposts. Rub my clit, baby," Jess begged the man who was underneath her.
"Watch how wide I get, darling. Doesn't that give you ideas about a black
baby coming out of my belly? Oh, but it feels so good having it go in
first!"
The sight of my wife and sister-in-law splayed apart with black dicks in their
cunts was an incredibly sexy sight. Any man seeing the same thing would have
creamed in his pants, but seeing as I had no pants on, I settled for my
seemingly permanent boner. Deciding what the hell, I voiced back words of
encouragement.
"Show us your cunt, honey. Spread those legs... oh yeah, look at that
pussy. Fuck my wife, fuck her sister, gents. That's it girls, stretch those
lips. My God, darling, you look wonderful being stuffed like that. Is he past
your cervix? Is he in your uterus? How does it feel, love? Go, guys! Fuck 'em
hard, fuck the shit out of 'em - hurt and leave 'em sore, knowing they've fucked
a REAL man for a change!" Pounding my own pud in front of them, I could see
that my words had their affect, and the blacks bucked harder, splitting the
housewives even wider.
The two blondes sat splayed wide, showing us their hairless bodies and smooth
cunts, as they were wedged open on the intensely black pricks. The meat
glistened from their cunt juice as the thick rods slid in and out of their small
bodies. The girls pumped up and down, wiggling their asses in a frenzied attempt
to please their masters and bring them to blasting climaxes. The men were driven
nuts, and drove their tools as far up the girls' snatches as they could, hoping
to penetrate their cervixes and splash their uterus's with life giving black
seed. That's what the girls wanted, to be treated like whores, like slaves, to
be impregnated with black baby sperm. They could no more control their own
climaxes than those of the men below could. They were glad they had switched
groups of blacks, and they each were now servicing a fresh set of balls. At
least fresh to their bodies. The men were groping at their bodies, almost
tearing at their breasts, ripping at their nipples, making them wince in a mix
of intense pleasure and pain. Bouncing wildly, now, the thrusts to their cunts
became more rapid, and the huge black mitts on their tits froze, holding tightly
as the semen began to flow. Pumping hard, the blacks hosed the girls' baby
chutes with thick hot sperm. Jet after jet squirted forcefully as their balls
tightened and emptied into two white uteruses. Flowing directly on their eggs,
the hot sperm flushed into them, filling them with gobs of cream to mix with
their own juices. The couples shuddered in simultaneous climax, each satisfied
that they were filling a need, the men's lust to impregnate a white woman, and
the girls need to satisfy their masters. We sat watching as the members swelling
and bulging just below the white skin of their bellies enlarged, spewing forth
their semen, then subsided inside my wife and her sister. The two opened their
eyes, turning first to each other and then to us, flashing a broad smile of
ritualistic hedonism as they displayed the results of their work. Very little
cum, if any, dripped from their pussies, and I knew that it was being held deep
inside their wombs... the place where babies were made.
"Oh, yeah! What a show! Give us some more. You're not done yet are you?
Let's see all those blonde holes get filled," I encouraged as Mia and I
clapped our approval.
Jodi and her sister continued to smile as they moaned, rolling off their
impaling black rods, and positioned themselves on hands and knees. Burying their
faces in the massive cushions, they reached back and spread their ass cheeks.
Jess spoke first, "Any one ready for some tight white ass?" Jodi
echoed, "Come and get it boys. Can you say Tight Fit?" No further
invitation was needed as two more blacks thrust their cock meat up girls' poop
chutes. Slight streams of previous fuck juice provided the lubrication as the
monsters slid into their tight orifices. It always amazed me how Jessica could
take a cock up her ass, and I'll never forget the time when my bride took a hold
of my cock and thrust it up her bunghole. Here I thought it was I who was
begging (typical male reaction), when all along she had been getting reamed out
by someone else, stretching her ass, and making her quite the ass fucker.
As we sat back to enjoy the butt fuck show, Mia took a hold of my arm, brushed
it with her breast and nipple saying, "Tell me more. Tell me more about the
horses." I smiled, sat back, and took charge.
"First I want a blow job, my little bitch," and I pulled her
raven-haired head down to my hard prick, and plunged into her sweat hot mouth.
My strategy seemed to be working, and things were going a bit more smoothly now
that I was encouraging rather than trying to restrict. It wasn't perfect, but at
least I wasn't boiling over with anger or frustration. Jessica and Jodi reacted
to my encouragement with their own sense of fairness, and assigned one of their
new recruits to me as my trainee. Mia was doing an excellent job, not only from
the standpoint of her natural good looks, but also showed incredible promise do
to her enthusiasm. Mia's curiosity and eagerness for learning more of her own
sexuality made her a perfect enigma in my life. I think the sisters knew this
would happen, and took advantage of the situation. Now I was faced with either
going back to my old resistant ways, or going on to discover new and exciting
sexual horizons with me as captain of the ship. I imagined Mia as the first
member of my crew, maybe even first mate, and it was up to us to recruit and
train the rest of the crew. The thought that I was able to mold the lot any way
I wished had a lustful appeal, and, for the moment, I was caught up in the
feeling of power.
The feeling of power, that which had been so illusive until now, was not only
within my grasp, but was handed to me as a gift to play with and try out like a
new toy. In brief moments of realization, I began to understand the attraction
of sexual power. The light bulb came on in my head, and I realized that it was
the same feeling of power that the sisters described having over their black
lovers. To hold some one in such intimate control, to entice their lives such
that they followed like puppies, that was the feeling, the excitement, the ever
changing face of human sexuality.
I ran my fingers through Mia's long silky raven colored hair as she lovingly
sucked on my cock. She followed instructions well, moving her tongue from the
bottom of my ball sack to the tip of my cockhead. Holding the base of my rod
firmly, she made love to my rigid gland, stopping to mouth my balls, and letting
her saliva generously coat the shaft as she plunged it full length down her
throat. It was apparent that her husband, Roger, must not be as well endowed as
I, as she choked occasionally, and apologized saying she was just learning to
handle something of size. She got an A for effort and her intense urgency to
perfect her deep throat technique. My eyes alternated between her big green eyes
staring up at mine with a mouthful of cock and the sight of my wife and
sister-in-law getting their asses reamed with huge black cock meat. I watched
the two blonde sisters as they wiggled their stretched assholes back onto the
impaling rods, slapping themselves against the solid cum filled balls of the men
behind them. The incredible scene of these white girls submitting so willingly
to their masters, giving them their asses to be fucked, was more than my balls
could stand. Within minutes I hardened and began spewing cum into Mia's mouth
and down her throat. Being my "possession," I grabbed her head and
thrust my cock into her throat to ensure that she felt it swell and pulse as the
jets of semen were deposited within her. I basked in the glorious feeling of
fucking her face in the final moment of ejaculation, that feeling of mastery and
power. I shoved my prick between her lips until my testicles rested against her
chin, then pumped my sperm into her head and onto her taste buds. Knowing that
she couldn't breath, I held her mouth firm against my belly while she willingly
submitted like the slut that she wanted to become. Then, when the pulses
subsided, I withdrew, allowing her to take in air through her nose while my
stiffness waned.
The two sisters were, at the same time, finishing up their performances, and
each received a generous load of cum in their ass. I know how stiff my cock gets
when I cum, and I could feel for their ass buds when the black men expanded them
at the moment of ejaculation. The thrusts in their poop chutes became easier as
the cum slime lubricated the passage, and the glistening black rods were coated
with a mixture of cum and anal cavity juice as they popped free. Jessica
dutifully wiped her stud's cock with a small towel, but Jodi went to work on
hers by cleaning him with her mouth. The disgusting act of consuming the mixture
that coated his cock was lovingly pursued by the white slave to the enjoyment of
all who watched.
"Good show, you two. Jess, I love to see you getting your ass stretched
like that, honey. Keep that nasty shit up and you'll never lack for some one
wanting to fuck you." My encouragement surprised even me, but the reaction
from Jess was worth my incidental slip of attitude. She grinned widely,
apparently pleased with my reaction. In fact, she was so delighted that she ran
up the hill of cushions to where I was lounging. She stared into my eyes for a
few moments, silent, looking for some clue to why I was so changed, then took my
face in her hands and kissed me.
"Thanks, love," was all she said, and she leaned back allowing her
nude body to roll down the cushions. She landed in one of the men's laps, then
looking up, offered, "By my count, one of you gents didn't get a second
shot. Now, who gets to breed me again?"
Denzel grinned from his reclining position where he was jacking off and said,
"You better hurry and get your baby maker over here 'cause I'm about ready
to pop!"
Jessica rolled over to where he was, and straddled him while guiding his meat
into her pussy. Her small white cuntlips spread willingly as she sank on to the
foot long dick. She then leaned forward to offer her tits to suck on, so the man
could extract some milk from the top end while he was filling her with cream
from the bottom. Jess loved to have her nipples sucked while she was being
fucked, and she helped by pressing her breasts together so her lover could have
a choice of nipples. She also squeezed her tits to express the flow of milk,
which caused Denzel to have breast milk squirted on his face while he was
sucking on the other nipple. It was a game for Jessica, and she relished the
feeling of having a big black prick stuff her while a large black mouth covered
her breast meat.
Jodi raced to keep up with her sister, and finished giving a tongue bath to the
cock that filled her asshole. She was immediately set upon by Lee, who
proclaimed his curiosity about Jodi's ass, so her asshole was impaled for the
second straight time. Lee moaned in pleasure as he felt her tightness, and took
long easy strokes in and out of Jodi's bunghole. The penetration was made easier
by the cum that remained inside, and the lubrication it provided was just right
to allow full insertion of his stiff cock. Jodi, like her sister, had a fondness
for ass fucking, and she rode the black meat like she couldn't get enough,
swinging her long blonde hair from side to side as she bumped backwards, forcing
as much cock as she could inside her asshole.
I guess that the two men fucking the sisters were so turned on from the show,
that they lasted no longer than five or ten minutes before tensing and shooting
their loads. Jessica got a good full measure of seed in her uterus, while Jodi
had another gob implanted in her ass. The two blondes worked the black meat,
extracting every drop of precious cum for their bodies. They kept talking in
loving terms to their blacks, calling them baby, honey, big man, and other pet
names as they offered their white bodies up for defiling. Each sister now had
six full loads of cum from their guests somewhere in their bodies, and each man
had emptied his black balls twice.
"Drinks anyone?" Jessica asked as she sprung up, inviting Jodi to join
her in her duties. I felt like I was between periods of a hockey game, only I
didn't know how many periods were intended to be played. Complaining was not in
my game plan, since I had cum three times so far that evening, and into my
beautiful raven haired vixen to boot. I wasn't bothered in the least seeing my
wife getting fucked by a team of well hung black men, and quite frankly, I
didn't give a damn. In fact, I rather enjoyed seeing her stretched and filled
with strange black cock and semen. I enjoyed watching her and her sister prance
around nude with bouncing tits for the pleasure of their black masters. I
enjoyed seeing Mia get so excited by the scene that her enthusiasm in fucking or
sucking me was increased ten fold.
The sisters performed their naked maid duties with flair as the men basked in
the afterglow of a good fuck. Cum dripped from the girls' pussies as they passed
out the drinks, and they occasionally would rub the white goo into their skin
rather than let it get on the cushions. Jerry instructed the team, "Make
sure you take care of our white bro and sista in the peanut gallery, too."
I love his attention to detail. This time, both girls climbed the mountain to
the loft and served us as guests. Mia and I were pleased that we were so well
thought of, after all, who else would share, no, urge such a good looking white
housewife to fuck the brains out of a gang of black studs?
Our intermission was spent like any other swinging cocktail party, only this was
strictly interracial. The men supplied the black cocks, and the sisters provided
the white tail. Everyone lounged nude, drank, ate, and carried on casual
conversation in what was an ethereal environment. The low lights made everyone
appear as if we were lying on clouds. The temperature was just right for nudity,
and we didn't lack for anything.
"Hey," I said, gathering the attention of the girls, "are you
enjoying your weekend?"
"You bet, honey! Are you enjoying yours?" asked Jessica.
"The weekend isn't over yet, and so far it's looking pretty good!"
"Whew! That's the spirit. And, you're right, not even the night's over
yet!" was the response from Jodi.
As my wife and sister-in-lay cuddled up to their black men, teasing them with
idle chatter and allowing themselves to be prodded with black fingers, I turned
to Mia and picked up our conversation where we left off. We lay side by side
with legs crossing my left over her right, and in a perfect position to watch
the action below and allow me access to her pussy with my left hand. I relish
fondling a girl's clit while telling her sexy stories, and have found that there
is a direct connection between their heads and their pussies. The trick is to
use the right pressure, at the right time, after the right mood has been
established. I figured this would be easy as I began talking.
"So, what makes you so curious about."
"Horses?"
"Wow, you were really turned on about that huh?
"Well, yeah. I mean, I am a little curious."
"Why? Why does it fascinate you? Don't you think it's a might
bizarre?"
"I, uh, I guess it's because when I lie here thinking about what it's like
getting fucked by black meat, I wonder what it would be like to have an even
bigger piece of meat to play with. I mean, a white girl getting fucked by a
black cock is taboo enough, but what if that girl liked black dick? And what if
that was the biggest black dick she could handle? And what if that huge black
dick was attached to balls that sprayed gobs and gobs of cum, not just your
every day big load, but really poured the stuff out?"
"Whew!" I stammered, "You do have an imagination! Fortunately,
you're on the right track, and your fantasies are more real than you think. But,
you haven't even had your first black, much less anything bigger."
Mia's eyes riveted on the group of men as she spoke, "Well, you're right,
but, like you said, the weekend ain't over yet." She licked her lips
without thinking, her body tensing at the pleasure she received when I started
my quest on her clit. Like the line in the movie, "Let your mind go, and
your body will follow."
"You've got a long way to go with your initiation, starting tonight. But
let me give you a teaser about your animal fantasy. Close your eyes and follow
along. Imagine yourself preparing for the wildest day of your life. You're mind
is driving your entire body to lust of having sex with horses, and your husband
is going to witness you stepping over the line into the animal kingdom. I can
pretty much guarantee that Jodi will play some games with you that day to
heighten your experience, but I'll leave that for a surprise. Let's just say
that during your stay at the farm, you won't wear much. Being exposed, you'll
feel sexier, and you'll have easier access to the horses and them to you.
I suspect that your introduction will be hosted by Traci, the owner, and Jess
and Jodi will be there for moral support. I can't say for sure what their plans
will be, but they'll start you off by letting you feel one of the horse's cocks
grow in your hands as you stroke it. The feel will be pretty much the same as
handling a man's cock, but the size and shape is what's important here. Instead
of measuring in inches, you can almost measure in feet depending on the horse.
The skin is smooth and silky as it's unsheathed, and the head is usually in the
shape of a slightly flared horn, sort of like an elephant's trunk. The cockhead
is rather large, but it's that way to accommodate the volume of semen. We'll get
to that in a minute, but you can imagine that with balls the size of small
grapefruit, the amount of cum produced is enormous.
The girls will probably have the horse get a good whiff of your pussy, which
should be quite wet by then, and will have you stroke the animal's cock until
it's at full length. Then they'll position you so you're using both hands and
jacking the beast off toward your face or upper body. They may instruct you suck
on the horse dick and taste the precum, and they may even have you open up to
let the monster ejaculate in your mouth. Either way, when the horse starts
flipping its tail up and down, get ready for the stream. The animal will burst
forth in about six or seven strong gushes of hot cum that will fly across the
room if you don't catch it on yourself. The force of the pulses will be about
like having a Super Soaker pointed at you, except that you'll be soaked in fresh
hot sperm that is very much like a man's. Depending on the horse, and the man
you're comparing him with, the taste may be very similar, so you can dream of
having huge amounts of potent seed poured all over your body, covering your
hair, mouth and face in a wonderful life giving slime. Of course, the whole
event will be taped, and the farm hands preparing the horses will be there to
watch along with other invited curiosity seekers. Jodi always insists on never
losing the opportunity to record a girls first time with a horse."
Mia had her eyes closed and was moaning as she imagined her experience. I knew
enough to back off on my clit rubbing at certain intervals, building her
excitement, then letting her back down before the next buildup. I was tinkering,
making her ready for one huge explosive climax. My wife and her sister had
entered what I called their casual sex mode. It's the time of a fuck party when
each man has emptied his nuts about twice, and settles into a more casual
approach to intercourse, rather than the feeding frenzy that goes on at first.
Casual, but still active, the girls were riding another black cock, straddling
their partner as they rocked up and down on the meat impaling them. As they did
so, they even joked with the man fucking them, or someone close by as if they
were cooking or something. I had absolutely no doubt that they were cooking!
I continued with my story, "Now, after you've jacked off the horse and had
your taste of cum, you'll probably assist one of the women in positioning
themselves under an animal for direct intercourse. You need to learn this,
because the kick from a horse can be dangerous, not to mention what would happen
if the animal fell. Once the horse's penis is inserted, the girl won't want to
turn over the reigns to you, so you'll have to wait until she's been blasted.
Then it will be your turn to get into position. Let's just say that it would be
advised for you to have been loosened up before trying this. Something large,
something long, anything that would stretch your pussy should be used to get you
loose. As you lie on your back, one of the sisters will help you take the
horse's meat and rub it up and down your slit. You can get the feel of the
cockhead before it penetrates, and once that is done, it will be time for the
biggest insertion of your life. You'll feel like you're being split as the
massive cock stretches your cuntlips. It will be the closest thing to having a
baby that you can imagine, but this time the seed will be going in. Take as much
as you can; hopefully, you will have learned to take a cock through your cervix
by then. You won't have enough experience to let the horse thrust into you, so
you'll have to rock back and forth when he pushes. Everyone in the room will be
watching you get fucked by the biggest black cock you will ever have, and it
won't be long before the horse's balls will tighten and empty into you. At
first, you'll feel the streams of hot precum dripping into your insides. Then,
just like you saw before, the horse's tail will begin to twitch as he begins his
powerful orgasm. Massive jets of hot thick semen will burst from his cockhead,
and you'll be flooded with cum. The force of the blasts is what will surprise
you the most. It will feel like your very inner soul is being tickled as the
strong jets hit every corner of your womb. Even your cervical opening won't be
able to block the force of the stream, and you'll endure six, seven, maybe eight
strong pulses of sperm as they flood your body. That's when you will know that
you've just become one of the dirtiest spectacles imaginable to your audience,
especially if some are curious sophisticated females. You'll lie there dripping
fresh sperm from your hole, as your cunt is filled to overflowing from the
amount of semen. The girls assisting you will try to catch or scoop up as much
of the fluid as possible, and redistribute the cum over all your body parts. In
the end, you'll emerge as a cum filled, cum covered slut that is completely
sexually satisfied, albeit for the viewing pleasure of the invited guests."
As I was nearing the end to my description of her ordeal, I hastened the motion
of my fingers on her clit. Moments after I finished, Mia shook violently in her
most shattering climax of the day. She must have been imagining herself being
fucked by a horse while on display for a group of strangers. My intuition told
me that her future definitely held a visit to the farm, but also told me that
she would require some loosening before the event. It didn't take a brain
surgeon to figure our that her conditioning would have to come from some
heavily-hung customers, and the most readily available large cocks resided in
the sisters' harem of black men. The only question was, when would Mia begin her
black sexing.
Mia closed her eyes in shear exhaustion after climaxing, and drifted off to a
sound sleep that was probably filled of all kinds of nasty dreams. As she was
doing so, I looked up just in time to see my wife buckle under her own climax as
she rode her black cock stallion over the brink. She often came in reaction to
being filled with cum, and the man below her was pulsing his sperm deep in her
belly. Jodi was also shuddering from her own climax in reaction to having her
ass filled for the second time in a row. I watched for a while, as the drink my
wife served me was extremely strong, and was getting the best of me. In faded
scenes, the two blonde nymphs continued to play with their masters' cocks, but
in a more leisurely fashion. The last I heard was something in their
conversation about the real possibilities of making videos for profit. Both Jodi
and my wife were lying across the laps of one black who was either fingering
their cunt or stuffing it with his black meat, while at the same time they
leisurely sucked on the cock of the man in who's lap their head landed. After
more turns at having their bodies filled and splashed with sperm, the men
started fading. The girls had virtually all their available holes filled with
copious amounts of black semen, and were almost assured of being impregnated.
The final comment was someone saying, "How many can we take? Well,
personally I counted something like 128 loads in one night, but I'm sure if we
tried together we could." It never registered whether that was Jodi's voice
or Jessica's.
Mornings are always bad for me, especially when I keep waking up in the middle
of the night. Maybe it was the strange surroundings, but it probably was due to
the noise being made by either my wife or her sister when one of their black
lovers wanted a little nooky. Sometime during the night Mia and I managed to
pull some covers over our naked bodies and fell asleep in the comfort of the
massively padded loft. The others carried on all night, sleeping for short
stretches in between fucking the two blondes.
I awoke to the sound of morning music, the smell of fresh coffee and frying
bacon, and the all too familiar sound of someone having intercourse. As I rolled
over, I noticed Mia lying on her stomach, her chin on her hands, and watching
Jodi getting a morning fuck by one of the blacks. I joined her watching the
action, and after a few minutes, Jessica entered the room carrying a tray of
coffee cups and fresh brew. She was still nude, of course, and her serving
duties seemed efficiently mixed with sensuality as her tits bounced and jiggled.
Making a round trip back to the kitchen, she next brought a full tray of
assorted breakfast meats, scrambled eggs and pastries. Jessica almost paid no
attention to her sister getting laid, and went about inviting everyone to help
themselves to the food. She indeed was being the proper slave, helping the men
satisfy their hunger.
"I wonder how this coffee would taste with a little bit of milk?"
inquired Lee.
"Hold on, one milk coming up," responded Jess, as she immediately
began massaging her breasts to produce some milk for the man's coffee. Aiming
directly into his cup, she expressed several good streams of her fluid before
asking if anyone else would like to try some. She went from man to man, milking
her own tits for each as she leaned her nude body over their cups to take dead
aim.
Jodi and Denzel finished up with a big load being deposited in Jodi's pussy, and
Denzel's balls emptied for the umpteenth time. They both joined the others in
breakfast as did Mia and I, who rolled down the soft mountain to the main level.
Jodi and my wife took turns at replenishing the food trays, serving the men like
good slaves. Of course, Mia couldn't stand to be waited on by another female,
and eventually joined in the serving duties. Jodi supplemented the supply of
breast milk, as she and Jess took turns for the men. Mia wasn't lucky enough to
be lactating at the time, but the girls assured her that, if she were
interested, they would see to it that their doctor friend would give her hormone
injections to start the process. Mia hesitated, but eagerly agreed when the men
encouraged her by saying that they would love to suck on her titties.
Feeling quite comfortable by now, Mia teased, "If you get to suck on these,
then what do I get to suck on?"
All six black men, and their one white bro (me), all looked at each other, and
in one unanimous response, we took our cocks in hand and said,
"These!" It was really quite comical in that our response seemed
orchestrated in one chorus. Funny or not, Mia smiled her cutest smile, and
looked at me shyly and suggestively. It was obvious that she wanted me to be the
one that would dictate when she would have her first black sexing, but, the
truth is, I was way ahead of her.
"Well I for one would like to shower down. Anyone care to join me? Might I
suggest everyone?" Jessica said, as she looked us all over.
"Good idea," said Jodi, "I'll start the showers." Off she
pranced, tits jiggling as she hopped into the tunnel entrance to the orgy room
and disappeared. Jessica and Mia immediately began cleaning up, while the men
spent a few minutes reflecting on how good the girls were, and speculating on
how to use their services in the future.
"Showers, gentlemen?" asked Jessica as she and Mia came back, and she
led the way with seven dangling dicks in hot pursuit. Jerry's mastery of
architectural design was matched only by his ability to afford the appointments.
Apparently, he had been left a substantial sum of money from his parents, which
he in turn invested wisely. He preferred living for the present, and created his
castle to cater to his wildest imagination. It seemed that photography was not
his only talent, which is partly why the girls liked being in his harem. We all
emerged in a large dressing room that was adjacent to the private master
bedroom, and beyond which was the shower room. The walk through shower stall was
a full six by eight feet, containing four showerheads. Although it was designed
for four individuals, the nine of us crowded in and took liberties in soaping
each other up. The girls washed their hair while the men ran their black hands
over their bodies, lingering at their bald pussies that the women made extra
available. Then it was the men's turn as the white girls lavished their
attention on washing the black men's bodies, lingering over their huge black
logs, and making sure that their balls and assholes received special attention.
Within minutes, every man there, including myself, had a hardon from the soapy
stroking they received. I was not left out, as Jodi made a special effort to
clean her bother in law in the same manner as I watched my wife and Mia in
action. There is something terribly erotic about wet skin, especially when the
skin is white female and black male. Glistening bodies mingled and slithered
together in a sensuous dance of tantalizing promises. The housewives made every
effort to assure the men that they were available for any sexual service they
desired. The girls' small hands seemed tiny when wrapped around the thick black
meat, and they made sure to wash their partners black skin by rubbing their
white tits over them while fingering the peach sized black balls.
"This way, gentlemen," said Jessica as she broke away and led one man
by the hand through the other shower entrance. We walked through a grotto like
passage, complete with simulated lava rock and jungle plants, and emerged into
what Jerry called the Lagoon Room. It was a room covered in rocks and plants
that surrounded a free form hot tub that had a capacity of about twenty. It was
unique in that it looked like a large fiberglass swimming pool. There was a dark
glass wall that divided the pool in half, one side being outdoors on the huge
patio that looked out over the city. The glass was mirrored so no one could see
in, but was only darkened on the inside, which allowed us to look out on the
sunny day.
Feeling a chill from the shower, we all sank into the steaming water, and took
our seats in the enclosed half of the pool. The water temperature was a blissful
101 degrees, and added to the relaxation we felt when the sisters teamed in
opening the adjacent bar, and mixing up Bloody Mary's for everyone. Again, the
combination of surreal environment and the commingling of black and white bodies
provided a sensual excitement that was the intended theme.
The two sisters curled up between the men, and Mia sat between Lamont and me. We
sat talking as if we were in a community swimming pool, only the conversation
streamed back to Jessica and Jodi's potential in videos. Chandler and Lamont
heaped their praise on the girls' talent for posing in still shots, and
eventually got around to talking about the possibilities of making a few films.
Prodded further by the girls, the men went on to say that they wanted to focus
on the white girl, black man theme, but they also were looking for something
unique. Some story line that was shocking and forbidden should be the angle.
They said that one unique angle was that Jessica and Jodi were real life
sisters, not to mention that they were good looking blondes, and married. If
they could play that up, then any other ideas would have just that much more
impact.
"If we did try making some videos for you, where would we be doing
it?" asked Jodi.
"Well, most of my production has been split between Las Vegas and Southern
California. At least that's where all my equipment is, not to mention my source
of personnel," offered Chandler.
"Actually, I have quite a collection of amateur videos on club
members," Jodi offered. "Whether they know it or not, I keep a video
log on everything that happens in my house, and I've recorded every member on
tape."
"Really! I'd love to see some of the subject matter," Lamont chimed.
"Tell me, what do you mean by whether they know it or not?"
"Well, one entire wall panel of our great room is mirrored. It actually
makes for a lot of fun because guests get a kick out of watching themselves
having sex. But, the secret is that the mirrors are one way, and the room on the
other side holds quite an extensive video camera setup. Usually, I have two
cameras going at the same time at different angles. That way I get just about
everyone. Then I edit the film with the best clips."
Jodi looked at Mia who was sitting in stark realization that she already was
recorded on tape having sex with many more people than her husband knew about.
"That's right, Mia, everything you've done so far is archived just in case
you decide to go south on us. No offense, but call it an insurance policy. No
one will see them unless you want them to if you remain discreet about the
club."
"You mean, everything? All the afternoon parties, the gang bang,
everything?" asked Mia in half shock and half excitement. As she spoke I
noticed that her left hand was stroking my cock under the water, but both her
arms were making the same motion. Lamont, on her other side, grinned and gave me
a wink. "Yup! I have everything, even my sister's gang bang. Isn't that
right, Jess?"
"Uh huh. Only I didn't know who was behind the camera at the time."
"Who was behind the camera?" asked Lee.
Jessica's eyes immediately went to mine as she nodded in my direction. Not only
did Mia have both hands busy, but I noticed that sometime during the
conversation, my wife had moved to where she was sitting on Datron's lap. He
held his drink in one hand, and was holding onto Jess's right breast with the
other, gently massaging the white meat and casually tweaking her nipple.
"My husband shot the film while my black lovers shot me full of
juice," responded Jessica. "My helpful sister set it up. However, at
that time he didn't know of our taste for black cock, and he had no idea that I
was so involved. There I was, playing up to the mirrors, knowing that Jodi
probably had the cameras on automatic, thoroughly getting into a black gang bang
while my unsuspecting hubby jacked off behind the scenes." We all listened
intently to her story, and I could see that her body was slowly moving up and
down as she spoke. Datron had sunk down a little, resting his head on the edge
of the tub. Jessica's breasts rose and fell in and out of the warm water as she
continued telling her short version of breaking the news of her black sexing
exploits to me. As she described the action, her body motion became more
obvious, as did Mia's stroking of one black and one white cock. To help her
along, I reached between her legs to finger her clit, only to find I had been
beaten to the punch. Lamont had her pussy firmly in hand and was working her up
to an impromptu climax.
It was as if Jessica was bringing herself off as she rocked up and down on the
massive wet log that was lodged in her cunt. However, she continued her story,
relating explicit details of single, double, and even triple penetration scenes.
"Now that I think of it," she said, "I guess I was rather hyped
up when I got to Jodi's place. I remember walking in holding onto one of the
black dicks that met me at the door, and asking who was going to breed me first.
I wasn't disappointed, seeing as all the guys had their shot at breeding me that
night. Actually, each one bred my cunt more than once. Man, was I full of
sperm!" I think it was the description of Ron's fourteen-incher fucking her
through her cervix and cumming in her uterus that brought her to climax. She
closed her eyes as she always does when she is getting injected with seed, and
everyone enjoyed watching as her pussy was filled with the white creamy stuff. I
just about spewed forth myself, watching my wife get fucked by a hunk of black
meat, but Lamont was the first to let go with an audible groan to my right.
"Dammit, Lamont, we can't take you anywhere! Jerry doesn't swim in our
toilet, so why do you cum in his pool?" joked Chandler.
I could see where this was going, and before Lamont could answer, I stood up in
the thigh deep water showing my boner in the grasp of Mia's hand.
"Apparently you liked that story," I said to Mia as I grabbed her hair
and brought her lips to my cock. Holding her head with both hands, I began face
fucking my new charge in front of my freshly porked wife, her sister and the
other black men. "It appears, ladies and gentlemen, that the time has come
for Mia to expand her horizons. Don't you think?" I asked her as she sucked
my cock. Her only answer was a muffled noise and shake of her head. "Let's
see now, which one of you gents would be so kind as to take my partner's black
cherry?" Mia moaned and sucked even harder as she heard me arranging her
first black fuck experience.
"She does look awfully talented," said Denzel.
"And she does have a nice tight ass," Lee chimed in. Jerry leaned over
and whispered something in Jessica's ear. Her eyes got real big, as did her
grin, and she turned to relay the message to her sister. The two seemed almost
overly excited as they exchanged plans.
"Maybe we could get her first black gang bang on tape for her hubby to
watch," offered Chandler.
"God, yes!" yelled Mia as she broke free from my dick. "I don't
care who gets me first, just breed me! Record it if you want, let's just get the
party going!" she said in a frenzied voice. Her defenses were broken and
she was now begging to have her pussy stretched by black meat.
"C'mon, Jerry, let's get set up," Jodi said as she began making her
way out of the pool. I think that the sisters were only waiting to see when Mia
would break, and break she did.
"You guys go ahead and get ready. Mia has some unfinished business here,
and I'll bring her when she gets done." I pulled her head back to my stiff
rod, and renewed her face fuck in earnest this time. It seemed that her
enthusiasm was even higher, realizing what was about to happen to her, so she
sucked me like she was trying to remove the proverbial chrome off the bumper
hitch. I didn't disappoint her, and shoved my eight inches as far into her
throat as possible. Thrusting like a mad man, I slapped my balls against her
chin until my cock swelled and flooded her mouth with semen. Three good spurts
were all I could manage, but it was enough to give her a good taste as she
continued to suck me dry. She didn't stop until I went limp, ensuring that she
got every drop. Smacking her lips and grinning widely, she splashed water on her
face, then stood up saying, "Okay! I'm ready to get laid! Which way to the
ballroom?" We laughed at her newfound energy, and exited the way we came
in.
Jodi intercepted us in the dressing room, and rerouted Mia to the bedroom for
preparation while she shooed me into the orgy chamber. My wife was there busily
cleaning and making preparations in the nude, while the men dressed back into
their street clothes. I was instructed to retrieve the video camera from my car.
When I returned, Jerry was already setting up a second camera. "We don't
want to miss any of the action... on or off the screen," he grinned as he
positioned my camera at right angles to the first. Jessica had gone to join the
other girls, and it was just me and the black men left in the room.
"Bet you thought I was just into stills, huh? Actually, Jodi has me do a
lot of the video taping of their parties too. There's a special script for white
women having their first black gang bang." Jerry outlined the script for
the men and me as he worked. "Gentlemen, you're in for a real treat. Okay,
here's the scene. We will be sitting around having a drink, fully clothed... oh,
all except you of course." He gestured to me as he continued, "We'll
be sitting here like we're hot stuff, when Jodi and Jessica.," and so he
described our parts in the play. I was to man one of the cameras (since, of
course, I was white and not part of the program), and Jerry would man the other,
except for the introductions which he would do. I took my position behind the
camera, got the settings perfect, and stood ready. Jerry said that although we
would be capturing the action on film, we would pause occasionally to get the
scene just right. After all, this was for posterity... and for Mia to show
family and friends.
"Whoa! Wait a minute. Ah, actually, you might want to strip before we
start," Jerry advised. "Just relax. Once the action begins we don't
want you to be fidgeting with a hardon while you're trying to steady a
camera." So off went the clothes, and I felt truly naked in the presence of
six clothed black men. However, all that left my mind when Jodi called out that
they were ready. "Okay. Roll the video," said Jerry, and my camera
whirred to life.
The three vixens strolled into the room with Jodi in the lead, followed by Mia
and Jessica in order. The girls were dressed to kill in their best orgy outfits.
Jodi was in a sheer harem girl outfit, my wife sported the sheer short dress
with one bare breast, and Mia wore the number she wore earlier, only this time
she wore panties. The three sat together opposite of Jerry to whom Mia was
introduced by Jodi. From there, Jerry took the reigns and began Mia's interview
as the two blondes flanked her.
"So, Mia, we have some very special plans for you this afternoon, but
first, I'd like to introduce you to the camera, and ask you a few
questions." Jerry went through a series of questions in which Mia gave her
name, described her husband, family, age, and other pertinent facts. Then came
the spicier part when Jerry asked why she was there, and Mia explained in her
own words that she was interested in black sexing. My wife helped out for the
camera by volunteering that she and Jodi were there to introduce her to this new
facet of swinging, and that this would be her first experience.
"How do you feel about that. I mean, this being your first time and all, we
want to know what you expect," said Jerry in a calm voice.
"How do I feel? Well, I never really thought about black men before. I
mean, that was always something that was taboo, especially for a white girl, but
I got interested after seeing Jess and Jodi here doing it."
"Doing what? C'mon now, if your interested in getting fucked, you should
say so," Jerry advised.
Sheepishly, Mia responded, knowing this was being taped, "Okay then, you're
right. After watching my two mentors getting fucked by their black lovers, I
just couldn't get my mind off of wondering how it would feel. I mean, the
contrast, the taboo, the fact that I'm fucking other men is wild enough, but to
get even wilder."
"And, so you want to have your first black experience," Jerry pondered
out loud. "Well we've got some pretty talented black meat assembled her for
you, but first you'll have to set the mood, turn on the room so to speak, so
let's start by seeing what you can do for us. Ladies, if you'll mingle with us
here, let's have Mia start with a little dance."
Jerry started the music while Jessica and Jodi took their places between two men
on the ends as they sat in anticipation of Mia's performance. Jerry and I filmed
and Mia began dancing to the sounds of Magic Man by Heart. She had been prompted
what to do by the sisters, and proceeded to perform like a professional as she
did a five man lap dance. Mia didn't miss a beat as she slowly removed her top,
letting her perfect globes dangle free. We captured the scene of this young
white housewife stripping for the assembled black men. As she danced, the
sisters did their own thing by removing their own garbs, and snuggling up to the
fully dressed black patrons. Slowly, Mia removed her dress until she was dancing
for the group in only panties and heels. She offered a taste of tit to the
available black lips as she teased each man in turn. As she teased, the blonde
sisters rubbed the crotches of the men next to them, eventually unzipping their
pants, and dragging out some pretty hefty dark meat. Mia turned, bent at the
waist, and inserted her thumbs in her panties. She seductively thrust her hips
as she pulled down the only remaining piece of cover, and then continued her
dance nude for her black audience. Turning to the cameras, she took pleasure in
accentuating her cleanly shaven pussy. Her routine included raising one leg to
rest it at the side of her viewer's heads, giving them a good shot of her
dripping snatch. Each man inserted a finger into the sopping cunt as she moaned
her pleasure. "He's a magic man, momma, he's got the magic hands."
were the words to the song as jet black fingers disappeared into her pink lips
that she made available for their pleasure.
As the song ended, and the music shifted to a jazz beat, Mia was beckoned to
join my wife who was tightly grasping a long black cock by its base.
"Time to have a taste," Jessica instructed, and Mia took to the cue by
kneeling in submission before the exposed black. She removed his trousers to get
better access, then proceeded to giving the man her first black blowjob. Mia was
truly turned on as she attacked her duty with relish. Licking his balls, then
the shaft, she focused on the bulbous head before she opened and swallowed the
massive rod for the camera. Her delicate white skin bobbed up and down as she
tried desperately to force as much of the man's tool down her throat. A few
minutes on this one, and she moved on to the next who was already stripped at
the hands of Jodi as she fed Mia the giant fuck tool. Mia attacked it like a
lollie-pop, and did a right proper job of hardening his prick. She took her time
in working the knob and entire shaft, making a good show of handling the rock
hard gland and draping ball sack.
The sisters did a little directing of the action to ensure that Mia's personal
video lived up to the image of white girl/ black man forbidden territory. They
wanted her to have a special record of a classy gang bang with all the
trimmings, not just a run of the mill home video of the normal slam bam action.
As instructed, the third man was treated to prime back door treatment, as Mia
turned him around, and thrust her tongue into his black asshole. As she probed
his anal cavity, she stroked his cock meat until it dripped precum into her free
hand. The previously timid white housewife was eagerly eating out the asses of
five black men for the video, recording her dirty acts for anyone who might get
access to the tape. The man couldn't hold off, and announced that he was going
to cum. Mia was instructed to lie on her back and open her mouth as the man
straddled her chest. It took both her small white hands, pumping the big black
tool to bring him to climax. Her expert manipulations produced a huge gusher of
semen that she aimed directly onto her tongue, over her nose and generally
flooding around her open mouth. I zoomed in to capture the streams of sperm as
the black cock spewed forth its gobs of cum. When a nice pool of jism had
collected on Mia's tongue, she held it for a moment in display for the camera,
then curled her tongue inside to swallow the prize. After she did, she proceeded
to use the cock to smear the remaining semen over her face, into her eyes and up
to her hair. Almost without warning, a big hand took hold of her hair and pulled
her head backwards. "Open up," came the command from the next man who
was frantically jerking his rod. Mia complied, and was soon rewarded with
another hot load of fresh white cream, as it plopped over her delicate facial
features and, again, into her awaiting mouth. This time I panned back to capture
the scene of the white girl kneeling in position as the big buck pumped his
sperm over her face. The two sisters were pleased with their new inner circle
member, and it showed on their faces as they exchanged approving smiles.
With fresh cum glistening on her soft face, Mia asked, "Isn't it time for a
little variety?"
"Not yet," answered Jodi, "That's only two loads in your face,
and we should really have three or four before we switch."
Mia didn't hesitate, and went right to work on the next man who offered her his
throbbing black dick. We filmed every angle of her next two blowjobs, and caught
the details of each pulse of semen as the men covered her face and hair with the
white stuff. Jodi wanted as much spunk as possible to show on Mia's face, so the
next two rounds had the men squirting on her feminine facial features to cover
her eyes and nose. Now this was a shot she could be proud of in her private
video. The scene ended with Mia scraping the sperm from her face with her
finger, and feeding it to herself.
"Okay, that's enough for now," said my wife as she gave the signal to
cut the cameras. "Time to get this lady laid. Mia, hop on over to the
sacrificial altar."
Jessica and Jodi guided Mia to a part of the cushioned room that seemed to be
four-foot diameter circular part of the padding. It had something that looked
like grooves where her arms and legs fit perfectly, her arms up to her sides,
and her legs nicely spread as if she were in stirrups in a doctor's office. As
she fitted her legs in the grooves, her tight bald pussy became nicely exposed,
and her puffy cuntlips parted slightly like an invitation for invasion. The
cameras started rolling again at Mia's instruction to let her fucking begin.
Jessica announced, "Lee, would you like to do the honors, since you're the
only one that hasn't had a little cream pie?" Jessica turned to one of the
cameras to talk to the viewer, "Now you see Mia as an innocent white
housewife, but believe me, her flavor is sweet black cherry. Anyone
hungry?" She smiled as she turned to watch the deflowering of the Mia's
interracial cherry.
Lee positioned himself kneeling at the entrance to Mia's pink chamber. Her pussy
was slightly parted, and was glistening profusely with feminine wetness. Jodi
knelt at Mia's head, spreading her knees to the side and literally rubbing her
hairless cunt on Mia's head as she stroked her shoulders and tits. My wife knelt
to Mia's side, and held Lee's massive black meat in her small white hand. Jess
slapped Mia's cunt several times with the instrument, then guided the bulbous
head to its target. My wife held the black cock as it slowly slipped inside the
white girl, then withdrew to show itself covered in slime. Then again it
disappeared in Mia's slit, this time up to the balls as the no longer virgin
girl moaned with pleasure. Lee held Mia's knees to the side as he started to
pump her body with his tool. We were getting superb shots of Mia's cunt getting
stretched to the limits by the thick meat, and her moans of pleasure clearly
showed that she was enjoying her role as a white slut. Her protruding clit stood
out like a stiff little finger in her bald baby snatch, and was pushed around by
Lee's massive tool while he pounded her pubic bone. The pain she was feeling was
no match for the pleasure of being totally stuffed with black meat. She took it
all, thrusting up to meet his downward strokes, shoving as much of the dark
gland into her womb as possible.
"Fuck me, fuck me you black bastard," were the cries Mia emitted as
she was pounded. The sisters chimed in with instructions of, "That's it,
fuck the bitch! Ooh, yeah, push it deeper. Make sure she feels her cervix
stretch."
My wife made sure that the camera caught her words, as she spoke, "Are your
balls ready? Are they full of all that good baby making sperm? C'mon, work it
up. Build up that load and squirt it deep inside her. Give her all the hot black
baby seed you have!" I couldn't believe the way she was talking, but I
realized that she was the expert. It was she and her sister that wanted to come
here to spend the weekend getting black sexed, so who better than she to
verbalize for the video?
When Lee couldn't hold off any longer, his big balls contracted, and he shoved
his cock in as far as it could go. It had to be splitting Mia's cervical opening
as he began to buck in climax. As Mia felt the hot black sperm flood her cavity,
she cried out in her own climax, shuttering wildly and pulling on Lee's black
ass with both hands. "Fill me, fill me... yeah, that's it, ooh, I can feel
its heat. Fill me up!" she cried as he pumped his seed into her body. I
couldn't tell which was hotter, my video camera, or me, as I got an incredible
close up of Mia's vaginal area as it was stretched with pulsating black meat.
She was no longer a white meat virgin, and was, at least temporarily, the
freshest new member into Jodi's inner circle of black sexing. While it had
started out as a close knit group of housewives interested in some of the more
unusual aspects of swinging, it had developed into more of a fetish group for
white women who wanted to be degraded by, and stuffed with black cock.
As the group's newest crony, Mia lay in a dream world, on her back, legs spread,
and pussy stretched as the sperm poured into her womb. She had done it. She had
been fucked by a black man, and it was only the beginning. Now that she was
initiated, her moans of uncertainty changed to those of desire, of wanting to be
taken and defiled. Her hands stroked the black skinned back that hovered over
her small white body, wandering over glistening shoulders, down the sides and
exploring the muscular butt that drove the seed deep inside her.
My wife motioned to Jerry and I to cut filming, so the cameras were turned off
as we regrouped for the next scene. The two sisters applauded the action and
congratulated Mia and her stud on the performance. Mia lay there with a smile,
happily conversing with the two blondes, and basking in the kudos heaped upon
her by the black entourage. She carried on her casual conversation as she lay
with legs splayed to her sides, still impaled on the black snake that pulsed
occasionally in her cunt. It all seemed as normal as dining out, but Mia seemed
to relish the trophy between her legs, not wanting to let it slip from her pussy
as she gloated in excitement. I had to admit, it was quite an exhibition, and I
felt proud, in a sordid way, to be part of this girl's initiation. As taboo as
it was, it was done tastefully, and with as much feeling as the moment deserved.
After all, a white woman's black cherry is only lost once, and to record it for
posterity is an opportunity only a handful of women will ever experience. Best
of all, the experience was far from over.
I couldn't quite make up my mind if we were in the "salad years" of
swinging, or diving right into the main course, but one thing was for sure, I
was still in the discovery stage with sights, sounds and feelings coursing
through my veins. That wasn't the only thing coursing through my body at the
moment, as my blood was doing a good job of keeping my dick at attention, and my
balls were working over time producing sperm. Disturbing as it might seem,
watching my petite blonde wife and her equally demure blonde sister cavorting
nude with a gang of black men created new and exciting feelings that continually
stretched the boundaries of moral behavior, not to mention my wife's pussy.
Jodi, her sister, was the first to discover a fetish for contrasting sex, and
soon shared the experience with my wife, Jessica. Immediately, a new bond was
formed, not only in black sexing, but a bond that would take them both to the
edge in their sexual adventures. At present, Jess was all smiles, willing to
share her adventures with me. More than that, she was thrilled when I walked in
on their private weekend and gave my blessing when I discovered their plans. She
had been sure that I would object, so she and Jodi kept those activities pretty
much to themselves until now, out of sight and out of mind. However, having
turned the tables on her, she now wanted to make quite a show of it, and
performed not only for her own benefit and that of her secret lovers, but for my
benefit as well.
"Well? What do you think so far?" asked Jess as she curled up beside
me, with perfect hair, perfect makeup, and stark naked.
"Think? You expect me to think? My God, this whole weekend has been a cross
between a Steven King novel and something out of the Arabian Nights! Is this
typical? I mean, do you two do this often?" I remained calm as my words
flowed smoothly, but my heart was pounding and my cock was better than semi
rigid.
"Typical? Well, it isn't often when we get to break in a new member on one
of our weekends, but all and all, yeah, this is pretty typical. Jodi and I
figure that as long as the taboo is being broken, we might as well get the body
rush that goes along with it and push the envelope a little." As she spoke
she leaned back on the pillow- scape, and crossed her legs Indian fashion
exposing her pussy. While sipping on a bloody Mary, she fingered her bald wet
slit and continued, "Jodi and I like to get the most out of an experience
like this, since it's really an unusual turn on for both us and our lovers. We
try to plan these weekends about once every two months, which gives us time to
recoup between sessions, but sometimes we slip and might go more often."
"Aren't you afraid that one of these guys is going to get a little rough
with one of you, or something might go wrong?"
"Oh, yeah, that could happen, but it's not likely. Between Jodi and I, we
have enough black friends that if anyone got a little pushy, number one, their
supply of white pussy would be cut off, and, number two, their bros would make
it very very clear that that's not all that might get cut off. So, incidences
are rare if non- existent, and we have yet to encounter any one who would
jeopardize the chance to knock up a white girl."
"You're really not serious about getting knocked up this weekend are
you?" I asked as calmly as I could muster.
"Serious?" Jessica asked with a surprise look on her face. "Hey,
Sis, come here." Jodi stood and wiggled her equally nude body over to where
we were reclining and settled her warm nakedness on my other side.
"Oooo!" Jodi exclaimed as she pranced in and took my semi hard cock in
hand. "Looks like we have a fan!" Her hard nipples raked my arm, and
her smooth leg swung over mine as she started to fondle my dick in front of her
sister.
Jessica only smiled with approval, saying, "Your brother in lay just
doubted if I... we were serious about getting knocked up this weekend. How
should we put this?"
Jodi smiled and spoke softly in her typical little girl voice, "My sweet
swinging brother in law... of course we're serious. Heck, what's a girl to do
when it's that time of the month when her eggs drop and that special fire is
burning around inside? I know that you know about this, but I can see that you
somehow don't really want to believe it. Well, I guess that's okay, but don't be
surprised if something should go wrong."
"What do you mean, go wrong?"
"Oh jeez! You know, go wrong... one of us can't abort." (Now, for
those readers that haven't had the pleasure of reading the Sisters series, the
two sisters got involved in playing their "pregnant" game where they
would never use birth control. Because of their heavy activity during their
fertile period, they would often fuck away with wild abandon, ending up getting
pregnant as a result. The real game was to abort before going more than a month.
They discovered what they considered a foolproof method that involved heavy duty
fucking of their black friend, Ron. He was more of a tool than a play toy, in
that he possessed a cock that was a full fourteen inches in length with a girth
of nearly eight inches at normal erection. I don't think the girls ever measured
him when he was super excited, but I have every reason to believe that he
exceeded those dimensions when full inserted and swelling to an intense climax.
The sisters would ride Ron for days, impaling themselves to full length on his
enormous cock, forcing the bulbous cockhead through their cervix. The effect
(they told me) was the same as the old Arab trick of inserting a prune pit or
fig into the uterus of a camel to keep it from conceiving. Thus was born the
concept of the intrauterine device, only the girls used the idea post
conception, cleaning out their wombs with blasts of more semen and a large
fleshy black object. It actually worked, and saved my marriage when I learned
from Jodi that Jessica had been aborting by using the technique successfully for
almost a year. Ron and I eventually became friends, and I see to it that he
continues to enjoy fucking my wife whenever she wants or needs it - kind of an
odd relationship.)
Her words hit like a slap in the face, and I just knew that the girls could see
my flushed face. The problem was, I then realized why they called it a dick. I
was betrayed by my own cock, which was now hard at the thought of one of these
women actually carrying a black baby. The idea made me look upon my wife from a
different view, one that was more distant, like I was looking at a very good
friend instead of a soul mate, and the thought chilled me.
At least the sisters were kind enough to think of my feelings by giving me Mia.
The thought her snapped me out of my momentary lapse, and I looked over to see
her sucking off one of the men in earnest this time, waiting to enjoy what was
left of his semen. "Ha!" I said to my familial nymphs, "Fertile
or not, I think you might have a less than productive time of it this month,
seeing that your new charge is draining the resources." I was proud of my
discovery, and relaxed a little, allowing Jodi's manipulations to sooth my
aching member.
The girls both looked over and shouted encouragement like, "Go girl! Eat
that sperm!" Their words fanned the flames of the moment and seemed so
dirty, yet appropriate for the scene. They giggled as they spoke, thoroughly
enjoying how Mia was taking to the action.
Jodi held the base of my stiff rod with one hand, and motioned for her sister to
do her thing. Without hesitation, Jessica, yes, my own wife this time, swung
between my legs and began giving me the best blowjob she could.
"Jerry! Would you come here for a minute?" Jodi directed as Jerry
approached us. "Jerry, we wanted to know if you arranged for our
treat."
He smiled one of those Cheshire cat grins, and said, "You girls always want
everything, don't you? Well, it just so happens that Daytron and Denzel managed
a double dose this time so you won't be disappointed." He was seemingly
proud of the accomplishment, and Jessica moaned with a mouth full of my cock
when she heard and continued to suck.
I looked at Jodi and Jerry, innocently asking, "Dose of what?"
Jodi knelt up with her back straight next to me. Her legs were parted,
displaying her bald pussy that she fingered as she smiled with delight and
explained, "Heavy cummers! We call them our heavy cummers, since they're so
very young. Jerry manages to get Datron and Denzel to invite some of the local
round ball teams they sponsor in the neighborhood league to come over to fuck
our brains out as a special reward for their performance." My wife moaned
loudly now, as she listened to Jodi give the details. "The guys on the
teams are all in their low twenties, some a might younger, and all are at their
peak of perfection so to speak. Besides being fully developed and hung like race
horses, these young guys cum in buckets! I swear that their balls work overtime
producing baby seed, and the volume of white goo they pump into us could fill a
mason jar. Drained resources? Let's just say that by the time we get home, our
little wombs will be carrying so much spunk, that our eggs will need snorkels to
breath. Chance of getting knocked up? About 100 percent, and the boys usually
can't wait to get their big black weenies into our tight white cunts. Especially
blonde headed, bald cunts!" She mussed the hair on her head with one hand
as she teased her clit with the other and laughed.
Jessica was doing a fine job on my dick, sucking for all the semen that was
left. She raised her ass as she got on her knees, and slapped her asscheeks,
pointing to her hole and indicating that she wanted some black meat inside her.
Jerry needed no further invitation, and took up position behind my wife,
slapping her ass with his dick as he approached. Jodi helped her sister by
spreading Jess's her asscheeks for easier entry, and Jerry easily slid his ebony
baby squirter inside my wife. There I was, having my dick sucked by my wife
while she was being porked by a black man. Jerry banged her hard, forcing more
of my cock down her throat on every stroke until it felt like our cocks would
meet somewhere inside. Her blond head was impaled up to my white balls against
her nose, and her pussy was split up to the set of black balls banging against
her clit. No sense in kidding myself, the black cock was full imbedded through
her cervix, and was about to explode into her uterus. The mere thought, combined
with Jodi looking on with lust in her eyes, made me explode down Jessica's
throat, cumming like I imagined one of her young studs would later that day. At
nearly the same time my wife shuddered in her own climax at the feel of being
inseminated with black baby seed from behind. Her womb was filled with Jerry's
hot semen, as the spunk lubricated her inside as preparation for further action.
Jerry slowly withdrew from my wife's pussy when he slapped her ass relatively
hard, leaving a red had print. Surprisingly, she winced, but then smiled a
seductive smirk as Jerry exclaimed, "There! That's one baby in the
womb." The girls were definitely hot and were looking forward to that
special feeling of being impregnated. We all collapsed just as the door bell
rang, and one of the men wrapped a towel around himself before going to greet
the new guests.
"Hi, boys!" was the universal greeting as the group of six young
blacks entered the room. Some of them had been there before, and answered my
wife and her sister with casual and polite (but excited) hellos. They knew what
was in store for them, and respected the treat that was theirs if they performed
well on the court. Two of the group were new to this form of reward, and almost
dropped their loads at seeing two blonde white housewives standing there nude in
front of them. Their friends chuckled at their reactions, and muttered a faint,
"The pain is definitely worth the gain! Wouldn't you say, Bro?" All
nodded in agreement, unable to remove their eyes from the two bald pussies in
front of them.
One of the youths who had been there before said to Jodi, "We did as you
asked us the last time we were here, and we brought you two a present." The
man produced two champagne glasses, tightly covered with plastic wrap, and each
containing a full measure of cum that the group had collected three days ago. He
explained that it was as fresh as they could make it before their game, so they
got together on Thursday to collect the batch. That gave them Friday and
Saturday to save up, both for the game and the girls. Both Jodi and Jessica were
ecstatic, and took their glasses, carefully removing the cover. In ritual
demonstration for the new boys (and for Mia), the sisters took their first sip
of semen from the glasses, toasting a successful and cum filled fuck session.
Mia blushed at the thought of the girls drinking the cum, but the act had a
definite effect as six new cocks sprang to full mast.
It took only moments for the youths to get undressed, as the girls busied
themselves fetching drinks and party food like good little white slaves. When
all was ready, one of the young men asked about Mia, who was huddled against me
watching the action. Jessica explained that she had just had her first black
sexing, and was having her inaugural video made to record the occasion. As she
spoke, her eyes lit up, and she conferred with Jodi for a moment in private. The
two naked nymphs then announced that this was perfect for continuing Mia's
video, and they wanted the first round to be dedicated to her. That is, if the
boys didn't mind.
One look at Mia was all it took, as she stood, turned, and displayed her
nakedness for the black gathering. She was instantly swooped up, led to the
center of the room, and laid on her back. "Whoa! Not so fast,"
remarked Jodi. "This scene is still being choreographed, so let's have a
little cooperation." You'd think that a petite white girl standing butt
naked in a crowd of horny black men would have little to say, but her confidence
over rode any complaints. The cameras were soon buzzing again, and Jerry and I
were recording Mia, kneeling in the middle of six naked black youths as she
sucked on one of the massive tools. The object was to demonstrate for the camera
the amount of cum each one was about to pour into her, and we weren't
disappointed when the first gusher splashed into her mouth and was quickly
redirected to a glass. The spurts just kept cumming, as the black balls
tightened and squirted the precious baby fluid into the vessel. Nearly five
ounces later, the pulses subsided, and I stood totally shocked and amazed at the
amount. Both Jodi and Jessica came into the camera view, joining their new
sister in sex. Jessica looked into the camera lens, pointed at the cum filled
glass, and said, "What you see is the typical load that our sister, Mia, is
about to have pumped into her." She tuned to Jodi for a second as if to
gain agreement, then said, "That makes about a quart of baby seed... black
baby seed that's about to invade her womb. Mmmmmm... Mia, you ready?" Mia
didn't say a word, but sinking back into the pillowed ocean, she raised the
glass of semen to her lips and toasted the two blondes before drinking half the
contents. She spread her legs to wide open revealing a tight bald pussy to the
camera, and curled a finger at the next youth who approached her with a raging
hardon.
Mia drank the remaining cum as the youth pounded her pussy with a black rod the
size of a zucchini. Her cunt lips were stretched wider than ever, and her
prominent clit was rubbed to perfection as the oily rod slithered in and out.
She pulled on the black asscheeks pummeling her, coaxing the white sperm from
the black body. She was rewarded in short order when the youth stabbed forward,
buried his cock full length into her small opening and tightened his balls.
Mia's eyes bulged with surprise as the cockhead split her cervical opening and
forced its way inside. With no other room to penetrate, the black knob could
only go into her womb, and the head swelled while the hot semen pumped into her
belly.
"That's a good three ounces of black seed in her uterus, wouldn't you
say?" Jodi said to my wife who shook her head in agreement. The blondes had
busied themselves stoking the new material, getting it ready for Mia's gang
bang. The contrast in white and black was incredible as the dark skinned men
hovered over the small white women. After the first was through emptying into
Mia, the second cock was quickly introduced into her body being guided by my
wife. She held the thick piece of meat as the youth pushed forward. The fact
that virtually no semen escaped Mia's cunt made it obvious that she was holding
the contents deep in her womb, and not her vagina. Nevertheless, the black rod
slipped easily into her chamber, and pumped away at the inexperienced white
flesh. Mia was long gone, and the sisters nodded their approval knowing that she
was being filled with copious amounts of baby seed.
Mia was fucked repeatedly as the sisters counted the fresh loads being injected
into her. Each time one was finished they would total the load inside, until
they finally reached their predicted 15 ounces in Mia's womb. Mia had been
fucked once by each young black, five times in all, and each had squeezed the
contents of their black balls into her baby chamber. By the time the last was
finished, her cunt was dripping its contents, unable to hold the volume of
sperm. Of course, the sisters didn't waste the opportunity to catch as much of
the semen in Mia's glass, and offered her the prize as the entire group crowded
around to watch her consume the contents.
Jess and Jodi wanted to make Mia's tape complete, and orchestrated a double and
triple penetration. The double had Mia impaled on a thick black member up her
asshole, while she leaned back supporting herself with her arms, legs spread,
and penetrated in her cunt by another piece of dark meat. It was all she could
do to support herself, and the sisters took turns holding her up so she could be
fucked properly for the cameras. After being filled in both orifices, Mia then
straddled perhaps the largest cock there with her cunt, and leaned forward to
accept another huge black pole in her ass. When filled to the balls with cock,
she then went to work sucking on a third black stick that was fed to her by my
wife. She cut quite a figure as she rode the meat and sucked the cum laden fuck
stick to climax. All three sets of balls emptied into the white girl's body,
filling her ass, her womb, and her throat with black seed. Mia finally collapsed
in a heap of black skin, sweaty and smeared with semen. She was happy and well
fucked.
The taping finished with the three nymphs sitting with legs straddling each
others, blondes on the outside and Mia in the middle, and surrounded by eleven
naked black men. The men were standing, lying or sitting about as they ran their
hands over the white skinned housewives, pulling freely at their tits, and
shoving their fingers into the women's sloppy wet pussies at will. With gaping
hairless pussies proudly displayed for the camera, the girls toasted the men and
the camera as Jodi said, "Here's to the beginning of a beautiful black
relationship!" Glasses raised, the men drank champagne, and the women drank
cum.
"Whew! That was quite a session," Jodi exclaimed as she and Jess set
about to refresh drinks and replenish the snack trays. Jerry and I headed for
the second floor video equipment, where we made a fast copy of both tapes. We
spent no more than twenty or thirty minutes in his studio, and while the tapes
were copying, Jerry suggested that I browse through some large special
portfolios that he had on the layout table. As I opened the large books, I was
greeted by photos of my wife and Jodi that were taken for the slick magazines.
There was a veritable history of their porno posing, complete with out takes and
even blooper shots. However, most of the material was professionally produced
hard core porno. There were shots of both girls in virtually every position
imaginable, and almost every combination conceivable. Titles like Cum Queens,
Black Seed Suckers, White Bitch Sluts, Horny White Housewives, and Slaves for
Black Cock adorned almost every page of the portfolio. Pictures explicitly
showed every detail of Jessica and Jodi stuffed with black meat both in their
pussies and assholes. I was amazed at some of the scenes that showed them rolled
back on their shoulders with their cunts in the air, and close-ups of their
gaping cunt holes and asses after being stretched open. Some shots clearly
showed teams of black men holding the girl's legs apart while other men squirted
cum directly into their wide open cunts and asses. Streams of semen were
captured on film as the thick ropes of cum dropped directly into the girls'
cavernous openings. The one thing that was common throughout the pictures was
the pervasive smile on each of the girls' faces. Both Jodi and Jessica were
quite the obedient, if not enthusiastic, slaves to the master injecting them.
"Your wife and her sister have taken many a black man's load to make these
shots. You should be proud of their performance. I've never seen anyone take to
filming this stuff with such enthusiasm," Jerry said as he looked over my
shoulder. "As a matter of fact, there have been times that I could hardly
keep up with their requests to do another session. But, as I figure it, it's
good to keep the two a little on the deprived side. That way, when they do come
here for their pregging sessions as they call them, they're all fired up and
ready to fuck anything in sight."
"Yeah, I can see what you mean," I answered nonchalantly. "Tell
me, does this stuff really sell?"
"Devoured is more like it. I can't produce enough, and my buyers are
constantly asking for more. Oddly enough, it's all virtually the same, only
different themes and poses. The customer likes them, the sisters like making
them, and I like the profits. They're currently the hottest ticket item in this
part of the country."
"Any chance I can get a copy of this material?"
"My man, I will see to it personally that you have a custom portfolio all
your own. Not only that, I can see that you get a copy of anything I take in the
future. After all, you don't get much out of this but the eroticism.
Right?"
"Right," I replied, "By the way, what do the girls get out of
this? If you don't mind my asking."
"The girls wanted to do it on a whim, but I couldn't let it go at just
that, so I give them rewards that they groove on. I know you like their slick
pussies. That was compliments of the house, the latest laser treatment
guaranteed never to show another hair. Next comes a little surprise cosmetic
surgery in the breast enhancement department. Just a little, though, I wouldn't
want to destroy their pert little white girl tits. Then there's the occasional
piece of jewelry that always keeps them happy, but most of all, the girls love
the cum. Tons of it, quarts, gallons, even I can't believe the fetish they have
for sperm, but I guess you know all about that from Jodi's video of her cum
party."
"Yeah, that was the second video she showed me. The first was my wife's
black gang bang which was the shocker that threw my whole world into a tail
spin."
"I hear you, my man. The idea of a black man fucking a white woman,
especially a blonde white housewife, is just as much a taboo and turn on for a
black man as it is a white. I'm just lucky that the two chose me to record it
all. Fame, fortune, and sex all rolled into one surprise package," Jerry
said with excitement.
"Any other surprise engagements I should know about?" I asked.
"Well, since you ask, I guess there's no harm in sharing some of the ideas
that we've talked about."
"Like what?"
Jerry confided, "Well, for one thing, Jessica, your wife, wants to have a
cum party of her own, and she wants me to film it. Only thing different is that
she wants it to be a mostly black on white party scene. That's not going to be
easy, since she wants to have more than her sister, and there aren't that many
black swingers in the area. We may have to import some from other cities. The
main thing is that we want everyone checked out and clean for that one. Then
there's the problem with where to film it. We'll need a fairly big place, with
room for a staging area, equipment, food, and lots of people. Then there's the
horses. We'll have to pre-arrange that, and have cooperation from their friend,
Traci and her husband. That's important. Jessica did say that she love's her
horse semen, and she wants lots of horse sperm to drink and pour over her."
"Shocking as Jodi's video was, I'd like to see this one. Call it some weird
sense of vengeance or something," I replied.
"Gotcha, but don't count on it any time soon. I think the girls have some
plans for something called their Submission Game." said Jerry.
"Do me a favor. If you plan anything out of the ordinary, let me in on it.
Okay?"
"Done," was the last word spoken before I took the tape copies and
left to go back upstairs.
Mia was left alone to recoup and lounge in the laps of her gang bang team. By
the time we returned to the party room, both blondes were going for their first
filling at the cocks of their "heavy cummers." Jodi was on her hands
and knees taking a big chocolate rod up her ass, while my wife was enjoying one
of those double penetrations, getting reamed in her asshole and cunt at the same
time. I told Mia to get ready to leave for home, so she went to get somewhat
cleaned up. As for me, I just sat back and jacked off one more time to the scene
of my wife and her sister getting fucked hard and fast by a most enthusiastic
team of black youths.
By the time Mia returned, I had taken advantage of the moment's heat to dump my
load into my sister-in-lay's mouth as my wife watched. Of course, at virtually
the same time, both Jodi and my wife had explosive climaxes of their own as they
were injected with black men's sperm. Injections that provided them with the
volume of hot fresh semen that they so hungrily sought, and that would
inseminate them with interracial babies.
I found my clothes, and while dressing, asked Jerry if he knew about the boys
down the street who were playing basketball when we arrived. "Oh, that
group. Sure... they're regulars in the 'hood. They're not bad types, drug free,
attend school, and generally try to act like big shots once in awhile. Why do
you ask?"
"No reason," I replied, "we just had an encounter on the way in,
and I was thinking of taking them down a notch on the way home."
"By all means, my man. It would do them good," Jerry answered.
"It's too bad you have to go. I actually grew kind of fond of the 'ol white
bro, and I really wanted you to see how we go about doin' your lady. You sure
that you can't stay and watch us impregnate her?"
"Thanks, but no thanks. I've got a plane to catch. Someone's got to earn a
living around here. After all, I want to make sure that Jess is fed well so she
can play again. Besides, you can send me a tape.and some magazines."
"You got it, although I wouldn't worry about your blondes getting
fed." Jerry laughed at his own joke, as we observed that the sisters had
switched to blowjobs, sucking down black meat with a vengeance as they were face
fucked by the men holding their blond hair for leverage.
Mia stood at my side, dressed in high heeled thongs and dangling ear rings. I
turned to her asking, "Where's your dress?"
She looked half dazed and half defiant as she said, "I've decided not to
wear one. If Jess and Jodi can parade in public nude, then so can I. After all,
I am a new member of the inner circle, am I not?" I smiled and agreed that
the time had come to throw away all the ties and just go for it. Happily and a
little nervous at her own attitude, Mia straightened her back and stood
defiantly armed with her new found sexuality. She was definitely not the same
woman I brought in, but I was sure that she would be fun on the way out.
The three of us watched the two blondes have their throats blasted with fresh
loads of hot cum from the black dicks in their mouths, and they sucked until
every last drop had been emptied from the dangling ball sacks feeding them. Jodi
sat back and fetched her drink for a breather, but Jessica got up, wiping some
ropes of cum from her chin and came over to talk to me before it left.
"Uh, got milk?" I asked, pointing to the white sting of spunk on
Jessica's upper lip.
"Oh, thanks," she said as she wiped her mouth with a finger, then
licked her finger clean. "Are you taking off?"
"Yeah, gotta catch a plane and all. Say, I really want to thank you for
letting me participate. It's wasn't something that I expected."
"You expected?" laughed my wife. "It was the last thing on my
mind for sure. Actually, it was you who through me off."
"How do you mean?" I asked.
Jessica's pressed her nude sweaty and cum covered body up against my arm as she
spoke, "Well, first of all, I didn't expect you home at all, but, second, I
didn't expect you to go along with this. I mean, Jodi and I were keeping this
out of sight and out of mind, and planned our pregging at times when you
wouldn't see and get so upset. But, when you gave your okay, well, the whole
world sort of turned around. I thought it was exciting before, but having you
here watching, and having the guys know they were fucking your wife in front of
you made this one helluva turn on!" Jessica, looked me straight in the
eyes, paused for an instant, and said, "I want to do this again... with you
there. I like showing you how wonderfully slutty we can be. I really want you to
get off on watching me getting fucked by black dick. What do you say?" Her
breathing was heavy just describing her debauchery.
"On two conditions," I stammered.
"Name it."
"First, I get to have total control over Mia's breaking in. Anything I say
goes, and I get to use her any way I want."
"Done, but remember, she's here and you're not. She can't go for more than
two days without being porked," she said.
"I know, and I've got plans. You girls take care of the home front, and
I'll issue special instructions from my end. Just keep me informed, and keep her
satisfied."
"It's a deal. And second?"
"And second, I want to fuck your sister while you and your lovers
watch." Now it was I who was breathing hard, and I could tell that my wife
was breathing just as hard. I looked at her nakedness, and lusted over her
smooth nude body. Her tits stood firm and perky, with nipples that were hard as
rocks. I could tell that the suggestion turned her on, because her nipples
always hardened when she was excited.
Jess hesitated, stared me down, and answered, "Done! I've always wondered
when you were going to want to do that. But like I said before, only if I can
lick your assholes while my lover is doing me at the same time."
"Then, I wouldn't miss it for the world." Jessica gave me a good feel
of her tender breast meat as she reached up to kiss me, and she smiled a
triumphant smile that I knew would mean trouble. What did I just commit to
anyway? She always seemed to get in the last word.
"Are you sure you won't come back and watch some more? After all, the
second team hasn't even shown up yet, and their balls are sure to be full to the
brim with nice hot black baby juice. It ought to be quite a scene with about
twenty horn black fuck sticks ravaging two blonde housewives until we can't
stand. Don't you want to see this little white cunt get stretched by a long
thick black cock? Don't you want to see me get impregnated with quarts of fresh
hot cum, baby?" Jessica was teasing now, as she gave me her best little
girl pouty look, and swayed side to side as she pooched her nude hips forward
and spread her pussylips with her fingers to show me her protruding clit.
"Sorry, Honey, I'll have to catch the movie on home video," I
retorted, kicking myself for not just taking another week's vacation to enjoy
this. "Just one more favor, and I can't believe I'm telling you this. Don't
forget to have Ron come over and poke you clean will you?"
"Done again! I can't believe you said that either, but don't worry, your
little white housewife will make sure that she gets that beautiful fourteen
inches all the way into her uterus. There won't be anything there once he gets
flooding me. Besides, if that doesn't work, Jodi and I can always count on the
horses for insurance."
Jessica's last words before we left the room were, "Just think about Jodi
and I spending the next day or so here, getting our little white asses and cunts
fucked with black meat. Keep the thought that by the next time we talk, I'll be
filled with sperm and a little black baby. All the fun is in getting pregnant,
right?" She didn't wait for an answer, but turned and skipped back to where
a huge black cock was waiting to inject her. We weren't even out the door when I
looked back to see my wife on her back, legs high in the air and wide to the
side, and a long thick black prick sliding in and out of her bald cunt. She was
actually holding her own legs open while the dark log stretched her tender white
flesh. It's length alone told me that Jess was having her uterus reamed, and was
too far gone to notice my departure. Jodi was in the same position, but winked
and waved goodbye before turning back to her black lover, pulling on his black
asscheeks and driving his thick meat further into her womb.
My mind was racing as I led Mia down the stairs of the brown stone building. It
was some time around 7p, and while the sun was just setting, cars were beginning
to turn on their headlights. I carried Mia's gang bang tape in the duffle full
of Jessica and Jodi's clothes. The girls asked if I would take it home for them,
explaining that they wouldn't be wearing anything anyway, and they didn't need
any clothing for the trip home. As we approached the front door, my racing mind
snapped back to reality when I remembered the nude girl I was escorting. Mia had
been thoroughly fucked, and was dripping cum from her bald pussy. Nevertheless,
she insisted that she was ready for a completely nude walk this time, and she
wanted it on her way home.
She looked stunning as we stepped into the street. Her long black hair flowed
sexily down her back, and her strong straight legs held her posture perfect as
she strode triumphantly on her high heels. Mia's bright green eyes flashed her
excitement as I walked on the street side of the naked vixen. Down the block she
walked, spun up in excitement about anyone seeing her totally nude in public. It
was her dare, and after being porked all afternoon by multiple blacks, she felt
ready for anything.
Anything came out of nowhere as the four youths from the day before took my
challenge seriously, and were waiting at the court when we passed by. Their eyes
nearly shot out of their heads, and their young minds were stricken with shock
as Mia stood naked in front of them.
"Holy Shit!" one of the youths blabbed at the sight. "Fuck
almighty! When you come to the 'hood, you come in style!"
Before I could say anything, Mia snapped back, "Like what you see, boys?
Let's see if you've got the balls to measure up!" Mia's words took me by
surprise as she stood defiantly displaying herself to the strangers on the
street. Perhaps she was guessing my plan; I seriously doubted it, but I didn't
hesitate to put my plan in motion.
I knew the black would be totally intimidated by my subtle language, so I
enjoyed toying with them as I laid out the plan. "Okay, kids," the
term kids really got them going, "did you bring your cash?" The youths
raced to produce evidence of their folding money, and I laughed at their
inexperience with challenges.
"Okay, here's the deal. You think your such hot shit, so I'll make you a
challenge on your own turf. Pick out your best player, and I'll go one on one
with him." That brought a laugh as a tall buck stepped forward. The gang
was salivating at such an easy take.
I continued by walking over and picking up flat cinder blocks from the
construction site that I saw the day before, "Here's the game. You start
shooting ten feet from the basket. You sink a ball, and I break a cinder block
with my hand. You take a full pace back and take another shot. Then, I add one
cinder block to my previous number and break the stack. We keep going until you
miss. Then, you lose!"
"Ha! And what if you don't break the stack?"
"Then I lose. Simple?" The group really got into the action now, and I
knew I had them suckered.
"Easy pickins," said the tall one. "Now, what are we shootin'
for?"
I fired back, "Are you brainless, or just black? The stakes are standing in
front of you. If you win, then all of you get into my van and have a crack at
this lady's crack. All of you get to fuck her!" Mia smiled at the thought
and flashed her eyes to echo her willingness.
"All right!" they all murmured except one who remarked," Yeah,
and what if you win? What would you get?"
"I guess you are brain dead! If I win, then I get to fuck each one of you!
Simple?"
The group laughed lightly at the thought, sizing me up, sizing up the pile of
cinder blocks, and finally pushing back for the challenge to begin. The one
youth who asked about me winning looked nervous when he said to the tall one,
"Okay, Bro, you miss any of these, and you're dog meat!"
We began the game as Mia slipped beside the remaining three youths who seemed
more nervous at the prospect of losing than from standing next to a nude white
woman in public. My challenger easily sank his first shot, and I easily broke my
first brick. The game was on. Shots were fired paces were taken, blocks were
stacked and stacks crumbled. When we got to the fifth round, I knew that the
tall black, having a longer stride, was now shooting from about 25 feet out.
Bang... drop! The ball hit the rim and bounced back through the net. A sigh of
relief came from Mia's entourage as I cracked down on the stack of five cinder
blocks, crumbling them in a heap.
"You boys going to explain this to the construction company tomorrow?"
I teased.
"Shut up!" came the nervous reply. The sixth shot hit the back rim,
bounced high and made it through. I lined up on the stack of six, and drove
through, much to the disappointment of the group. The seventh shot was taken
with sweaty palms, heavy concentration and from thirty one feet. Bang, bang...
miss!
"Shit!"
"Ha! You lose," I said matter-of-factly.
"Not until you break seven cinder blocks at once!" said the tall
shooter angrily.
"No sweat," I said as I stacked the bricks, took careful aim, wound
up.. .then relaxed and said to Mia, "Are you sure you're not nervous?"
I was really savoring the moment.
"Why no, love. Either way I get to watch these animals in action," she
teased further as she swung her hips and rubbed her tit along one of the youth's
arms.
"Go ahead and try, white boy," came the nervous but defiant tort.
"Okay" I turned, lined up and smashed clear through the entire stack,
not taking any chances of failure. It was close, but I knew my best ever was
nine, and the chance of a street player making nine out of nine, and the last
from 38 feet was practically nil.
"Like I said before... you lose," I said calmly as the color faded
from the black skinned gang. They froze in their places, thinking the worst, and
promising in their minds to kill their friend. "You boys ready? I'll take
my friend here first. After all, he's your best. Isn't that what you said?"
I escorted my naked Mia to the van and opened the door to the back. Then I
ushered by black challenger into the same compartment and told the rest to stay
outside until I was through with him. When he hesitated, I offered to break his
beak next, then spread the story around the neighborhood. He slowly entered the
van, and I followed him shutting the door behind us.
Once inside, I told Mia to lie back on the padded interior, and told Amos to
remove his clothes. Every stitch he removed in pain.
"First the hundred bucks. Fork over." I commanded as he reluctantly
handed over his savings.
"What now," he asked.
"Now, your going to get fucked. I want you to know that I just hustled you
out of a hundred bucks. Next, I'm going to sit here and jack off on your black
ass while I watch you getting fucked. Mia, you ready?"
"Am I ever!" she exclaimed as the idea sunk in, and she realized that
I was going to fuck every one of the youths by taking their money, and she was
going to fuck them by, well, fucking them.
I sat back, unzipped, and started yanking my prick as Mia dove head first into
the black crotch in front of her. She sucked like a Banshee until I thought he
was going to explode. "Let's make a little noise, here," I commanded,
"I want to make sure the other hear your pain!" The black laughed at
his predicament, and yelped like he was getting reamed by my white dick. He
realized that paying a hundred bucks for his first piece of white pussy just
might be worth the price as he pounded away at Mia's cunt. The van was rocking,
he was whelping, and his ass was driving home a load of young black spunk into
the white woman below. He drove and held himself buried to the balls as he
emptied into Mia's womb. She was draining her very own "heavy cummer"
that she seduced all on her own. Mia was ecstatic at the thought, and humped the
black stick to ensure she got every drop. As the man blew his wad, I did the
same, making sure that I came on his back just above his black ass. My white
sperm made it appear that I had my jollies at his expense.
When the first set of black balls had emptied into Mia, and the youth dropped
back onto the van floor, I opened the door and threw out his clothes. Beckoning
to the next in line, the first stud exited saying, "get ready to get
fucked, Bro. That was so good, that I think I'm addicted to white meat!" As
he turned around, he showed the glob of white cum dripping into the crack of his
ass. The others looked at their friend wondering about his sanity, and he looked
back at me, winking as he searched for his clothes. I knew he wasn't about to
blow the secret of getting fucked, and I dragged my next victim into my chamber.
The next three went pretty much the same as the first, and I think I came two or
three more times on their asses before I just couldn't produce any more. One by
one, each of the street crew got fucked as promised, and each left the van
happy. Mia was filled to the brim with loads of hot black baby seed, and was
proud to have taken their long pieces of black meat as far into her small cunt
as possible. I knew for a fact that, having a shallow pussy, their black meat
would have pressed at the door of her cervix, if not burst through. Mia told me
that she was sure she had been fucked through her cervix, and that she was
carrying all she could hold in her uterus. She lay back on the cushions, and
propped her ass up so the cum would stay inside until she got home. As a final
gesture, I threw open the van doors so that the crew could come together.
As I counted my stash, I said, "Well, did we learn something today?"
"No shit!" was the universal answer from the happy group. "We
never knew we could get fucked by a honky and be satisfied at the same
time." We all laughed. Introductions were made, and, as Mia propped herself
up on her elbows, she asked for a number where she could contact them. When the
blacks showed amazement at her request, Mia merely responded, "Hey, I think
we should become better acquainted. Do you boys think you could save up some of
that baby juice for a repeat performance?"
"Are you kidding? Where do we sign up?" I took out a piece of paper
and got their names and numbers. When they looked inquisitively at me, I
anticipated their question and said, "No, you won't have to bring cash next
time. This is strictly a personal arrangement. That is, if you can be trusted,
because if I ever hear of any."
"Don't worry, Bro. We won't shit in our own bed," answered one of the
team.
"Good, because I've got some friends that I want to show you off to, if not
share you with. Before we leave, I have a special request," said Mia as she
curled her finger at the shooter. She dragged him back into the van and slammed
the door. I knew that Mia was taking the first step at building her own stable,
young as it may be, but at least she was contributing to the club's list.
Minutes later, he emerged, zipping his pants and Mia waving goodbye. As we drove
off, I turned and asked Mia what that was all about. She got up, crawled into
the front seat crossing her legs tightly, and turned to face me.
"I just wanted to collect some jewelry for Jeff to see, so let's hurry home
before this drips off. Mia had thick ropes of cum streaming from her hair down
every angle of her face. She dare not smear the look, but explained, as she
leaned her head back to keep the jism from running, that she knew she could
extract a healthy second load, and she wanted her husband to have no doubts that
her wife had a good time fucking strangers.
It was almost 8:30p as we approached Mia's neighborhood. Her session with the
blacks in the van didn't last long, since a young cock has no conscience, and
usually can't hold its cum for more than a few minutes. I asked Mia, "How
are you going to handle Roger? I mean, you've come a long way this weekend, and
your lives won't ever be the same."
"I know, that is, you're right about not being the same. My husband? I've
got the feeling that I just raced light years ahead of him in the swinging
scene. I thought that I would just carry him along and let him in on the action
bit by bit, but this is different. I feel charged up, not really tired. I almost
feel ready to go back to Jerry's place right now, except that my family needs
me."
"I think your family needs you to be honest with them. Look, Mia, you're a
dynamic girl and I love fucking you."
"Thanks. I like fucking you, too!" she interrupted.
"...but, now it's different. You'll have to decide which road to take from
now on. You have a choice to lead this experience, or sit back and let it
develop slowly. Remember, it's a complete lifestyle change," I advised her
not really convinced of which way she was leaning.
"Actually," she started, "I've made up my mind. After today, I
just know I couldn't go back to being a soccer mom. I'm going to try a new side
and be more open with Roger starting now. Jess and Jodi told me about an
approach they used successfully, shock treatment."
"Yeah, I know. That's what they used on me. I'll tell you about it some
time."
"So then you know how it goes. I'm going to go home and let Roger see what
I look like, then I'm going to let it develop from there. He needs to know
what's in store for us."
"You know that it will affect your whole family, don't you?" I asked.
"Probably, but that's what a marriage is all about... sharing the truth. I
can't live half a life, one for Roger and my family, and the other half for
myself and inner feelings. I want to live! Will you help me?"
"Okay. If that's what you want, I guess I'm committed, which is more than I
can say for my wife. Just follow along with my lead. If you go against me, then
you'll never see me or the club again. Do you understand?"
"Agreed," was all she said. I watched as her smooth skin was chilled
from the night air blowing through the car, and I wasn't sure whether her hard
nipples were the result of our talk, or the temperature. I decided it couldn't
possibly be the temperature as we passed the bank sign that registered 80
degrees.
Mia's final challenge was the walk to her front door. "No, don't park too
close. I want to savor the feeling," she said to my amazement. So I parked
about half a block away, choosing to reign her enthusiasm just in case the
neighbors got a glimpse. After all, the game was to go nude in public, not to
destroy her life, and the nude walks were usually done in some location where
the women would not likely be recognized. I was quite surprised when my wife and
her sister walked naked with their black escort in our own neighborhood. But, I
figured that we didn't have all that great a relationship with any of them
anyway, and the sisters probably didn't care if half the area propositioned them
on the sly. It was just another body rush for them.
Night had fallen, but the streetlights lit up the neighborhood as I stepped
around to the passenger side to open Mia's door. She stepped right out onto the
sidewalk, and stood there as I retrieved the video tape. I made no effort to
silence the car door as it slammed shut, and I turned to escort Mia, totally
naked except for shoes, half a block to her house. Her heels clicked along the
pavement, but she stood straight and proudly jiggled her breasts as she walked.
Cum streamed down her inner thighs as well as her face and glistened in the
light. She held my hand all the way, not flinching as one of her neighbors from
three doors away who had just finished turning off his sprinklers, turned to
face us as we walked by. His look of shock froze him in his tracks as Mia merely
nodded a hello, and continued her nude stroll down the street without a look
back.
We made it to her front door, and stood there in the porch light as we waited
for the door to be opened. After about a minute, the door swung open, and Roger
stood there in more shock than the neighbor. Mia walked right in to the great
room where her ten and twelve year old were watching television. Roger quickly
closed the door and raced behind his wife who was being greeted by two stunned
youngsters. Their mom had just walked in without clothes, and was standing in
front of them nude. Not only nude, but she was dripping some white fluid from
her bald pussy, and the same stuff seemed to be in her hair and running down her
chin to her boobs.
"Hi, honey! Hi, kids! Did you have a good weekend?" she asked like
everything was normal. Her ten year old boy just stared, and the twelve year old
girl stood in shock asking, "What happened to you, mom?"
"I'll get something for you to put on," stammered Roger.
"No thanks. Mia is just fine the way she is," I interrupted. "In
fact, from now on, she's not going to need much to wear most of the time. Just a
little something when you two go out. Maybe not even that, but surely she wants
to be naked here at home."
"But, but." Roger was muttering, not knowing if he should shit or go
blind. "Is that what I think it is?" he said as he sheepishly pointed
to the cum dripping from her.
"Mom!" her daughter insisted, "What's going on?"
"Roger, sit down," Mia said in a positive tone. "I want to tell
you about a decision I've made. Yes, Roger, it's cum. Do you know what cum is,
kids?"
"Mia! Stop that!" shouted Roger, trying to silence her.
"Roger, sit down," I said in a calm voice. "Your wife has been
fucked, and she wants to tell you about it. Actually, it sounds to me like she
wants to tell the whole family."
"That's right everyone. From now on there are no secrets." Mia scraped
some of the cum rope that was by this time pretty well gone from her face, and
combined it with a larger glob of spunk she wiped from her cunt. "This is
cum, and, to say the least, I'm quite full of it. Kids, cum is what a man
squirts out of his balls when he fucks a woman. Do you know what fuck
means?" The kids shook their heads sheepishly, and Roger just sat flushed
at what was unfolding.
Mia stood nude in front of her family, and explained to her children what
fucking was, and to Roger's amazement, they all sat glued to her fascinating
story. "So, mommy was having sex, or getting fucked this weekend, and this
is all the baby juice that I brought home. In fact, that's what your dad and I
have been doing the last few weeks when we go out. We go to parties where we
make love to other guests, and have sex all we want. It really feels good, and I
want you to know that we are happy. The only thing is that you can't tell your
friends. Is that absolutely clear?" The kids nodded agreement, as they
tried to soak in the new information. "Okay, now to bed with you while I
talk with your father. Oh, and one more thing, a new rule is that no one has to
wear clothes in the house any more if you don't want to. Okay?"
"All right!" was the enthusiastic response as both kids ran up to
their bedrooms to discuss the new rules.
"Mia, I can't believe this is happening. It's one thing to swing once in
awhile, but to do this." Roger didn't know where to start, and I could feel
for him.
I knew that Roger wasn't a total wimp, but he didn't cut a very macho figure
either. I stepped in and spoke with a commanding voice, "Okay, time for
some ground rules. Roger, do you want to be involved in this, or do you want to
have your wife fuck around on you behind your back? Choose!"
"Well, yes, I mean, no, I mean.. .I don't want her fuck behind my back,
and, yes, I want to join in," he stammered as expected.
"Good. Then the first thing you need to understand is that this is not a
kid's game. In other words, don't involve them. When your kids are old enough to
know better then you can involve them, but until that time, keep it at an arm
length. Is that understood?" Having been quite stern about this, the couple
both answered yes.
"Next, Mia belongs to me as far as sex is concerned. I tell her what to do,
what to wear, who to fuck and where to go. You'll be taken care of and will get
to participate in almost everything. Is that understood?"
"Yeah," came a soft response from Roger.
I continued, "Now, Mia, undress your husband, and show him what you've got
for him." Mia took instruction well, and helped Roger out of his clothes,
tossing them into a corner behind the couch. She next pushed him backwards, and
straddled his lap. As she did, her shaved cunny opened wide, and she guided his
hand to scoop up the cum that was escaping. While he was scooping, she fed him
one of her tits which was encrusted with semen, and made him suck and lick her
nipple. When he had a handful of spunk, she leaned back and brought his hand to
his mouth, making him eat what he gathered. Mia continued to catch the leaking
sperm and feed it to her husband, until the supply had tapered off.
Seizing the moment, I started in, "Are we ready for some entertainment?
This is a tape of some thing that's going to be big part of your lives,
Roger." I slipped the tape in the VCR, and pressed play. In a daze of
excitement, both Roger and Mia turned to watch the video of Mia's black gang
bang orgy. Roger nearly jumped out of his skin, and the red flush on both their
bodies told me that she didn't expect me to show the video, and that Roger was
in shock. In fact, Roger was so much in shock that his cock sprang to life and
was poking at Mia with a vengeance. As the tape showed Mia getting her face
spattered with her first load from the black cock, I continued laying out the
plan for them.
"Let's begin with a few rules that are not be broken. If they are, all
action with the club will cease, and these tapes will be used to ensure your
silence. First, Mia will no longer be on any form of birth control. She will be
meeting Ron, an alternate form of birth control. If an unavoidable pregnancy
occurs, it will be your responsibility. Second, Roger, you will arrange for both
you and Mia to have the hair removed from your genitals permanently. I suggest
laser treatment, and this is to be done in the next two weeks. Third, Mia will
come and visit me in Las Vegas once a month for a four-day weekend at your
expense. While there, she will be fucked as I see fit, primarily by me, bot also
my friends. For travel clothes, see Jodi or Jessica. They'll fix you up. Oh, and
by the way, while we're on the subject of clothes, Mia is right. This house is
now declared clothes free, which means, all family members will remain nude
while at home. This means at all times, including any time family, friends, or
even strangers come knocking. You'll just have to explain your new lifestyle to
them. Fourth, every two months, you two will introduce a new couple to the
lifestyle. Most important, Mia, is that I want you to ask Jodi or Jessica to
assign Roger to a female member of the club. That should be quite interesting.
Fifth, there will be some body jewelry that I'll want for Mia, but she'll have
to earn it by having a few photos done. Jerry will help with that, and I'll
arrange for the installation during her trips to see me. And last, for now, Mia
will be taking some hormone shots that will make her cervix dilate a little, but
will make her start lactating. Roger, you will help by sucking her tits mornings
and evenings until she develops a good steady supply of milk. Is all that
understood?"
Both Roger and Mia nodded, their heads swimming with the implications of my
instructions, and half crazed by the sexual tension in the room.
"Good. Oh, I almost forgot. Roger, your wife will be entertaining some of
her new stable from time to time, so get used to explaining to the neighbors why
black men are showing up at your door, and get used to her going off nude with
them from time to time." I knew this would get them. "That will ensure
that she's ready for some real stable mates."
Mia couldn't contain herself any more, blurting, "Honey, I want you to eat
me." And, she pulled her husband down between her legs as she fell back
onto the couch. She held his head, and forcibly rubbed his nose in her wet cunt
while his tongue busily lapped the semen from her body. Her pussylips were
swollen, but her clit was sticking up like the champ that it was. As he ate, Mia
continued, "I hope it tastes good to you, because I really enjoyed getting
my pussy filled. In fact, my pussy isn't the only thing that I got filled. I
managed to get my womb filled too. You can't believe the amount of sperm I have
inside, and from now on I intend to keep it filled." Roger just moaned as
he continued to slurp.
As Roger ate, they both watched the video, Mia reliving her earlier experiences
and Roger seeing his wife gang fucked by a group of black men. The screen showed
Mia getting blasted with load after load of semen that was deposited in her
cunt. Roger, realizing that all the semen he was eating was from those black
fuckers, moaned in resignation while Mia held him by the ears and fed him the
stale sperm. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that we were not alone, and
decided to make a show of it. I instructed the couple to get into a sixty-nine,
and Mia turned around, and took Roger's stiff prick into her mouth. In seconds
she was rewarded with the biggest load she had gotten from her husband in weeks.
It flooded her mouth at about the same time she closed her eyes in ecstasy from
her own tumble down the climax mountain. As the feeling hit her, she squeezed
and unloaded a stream of spunk into Roger's mouth, which he eagerly ate as some
ran down his cheeks.
I sat with my own cum covered cock, having jacked off in the chair watching the
action. Mia was already learning, as she got up, knelt between my legs, and
dutifully began lapping up my sperm. When finished, she stood up and stretched
her nakedness in front of Roger and me.
"Well, how do you like it so far, Roger?" I asked.
He was more relaxed now, and answered, "So far, so good. It's worth a shot,
and I can say that the video got is really getting me going. Mia, is that really
you?"
Before she could answer, I piped up, "Of course it's her, and she enjoyed
every minute of it."
"Yes, those are some of my new friends, dear. And, yes, they'll be coming
to our house on a regular basis," responded Mia in a motherly tone.
"Oh, and Roger, we have a new account at the adult book store. There are a
few things I want to pick up. That is, if it's all right with my new
master."
"We'll work with that idea. Mia, I think one of your first projects is
going to be seducing a new female member of the club. Let's say, Roger's boss's
wife? I figure it would make one hell of a video. Don't you think?"
I left their house, and was busy making plans for Mia's visit to my place in a
few weeks. I had been part and parcel in creating a new monster like my wife had
become. As the current master of a strange girl, Jessica and Jodi had guessed
that I would rise to the occasion and fall into their sexual trap. Their mastery
at understanding the human libido had worked again, and I became a willing
victim to their sordid manipulations. I knew in the back of my mind that it
wouldn't be long before Mia embraced the lifestyle of black sexing, and wouldn't
hesitate to involve her family if that's what it took to keep her new found
fetish. The strange thing was that it wasn't forced, it was chosen. It wasn't a
compulsive behavior, it was fun, enjoyable, and offered her a new exciting
outlook on life. So exciting, in fact, that she would want to share it with
others in different ways. Share it with her husband, her kids, her mother, her
own sister, her in-laws? For now, she was mine to control and to mold either
into a hopeless, dirty slut, or a fun and happy slut. The choice was mine, and I
can tell you that I'll take a fun loving slut any day.
The only question remaining was how far would I take her. She was mine to mold,
to build, or destroy. Even impregnate as I saw fit.
