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MY FANTASY

Hello everyone, We are new to this but have played before just new to writing about it. My husband would like me to write about a fantasy I have. We have been to parties and I have played but its been a while and recently I found myself really thinking about playing again and even called up someone to come over when he was away. I have a job and life takes its toll on playing and he always asked me to go out and have fun but I always say no. I always promise to have a gangbang one day for him and myself and I am going to make it happen. Of course I need help and a few good men. 3 to 4 guys would be great maybe more in the right situation. the problem is finding a group of guys that are in the area or as a group to set this up so I am asking any groups out there in the Carolina area that would help me fulfill this fantasy. I have played before but its been a while but I am ready and willing to please. Here are some pictures and let me know if any guys are interested. What would be great is a group of guys that do this on a regular basis and could even put a party together that has a nice atmosphere that I can unwind and get into the grove again. Then be taken and fucked in all different positions with turns being taken while guys hold my legs open and stuff their cocks in my mouth. I like to be slapped on the ass, my hair pulled back and even tied up. Then have a cum bath in the ending for his fantasy fulfillment. Any guys interested please contact our email with pictures, would like well hung men in shape with fantasies of their own. Hope to here from ya you won't be sorry. Any groups of guys coming to Myrtle Beach area, Maybe we could make it happen, Thanks.

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You see that big thick black cock. I will gladly bend over for that cock. You on the other hand are finished. You don’t think I look this good to take your pathetic little boy penis in my pussy, do you? For now on, I only play with big strong black studs. You understand when my girlfriends are out at the club and all the studs are hitting on me, why would I let anything but the finest studs get into this? Jamal’s friends will be here soon. They all got big meaty cocks for me. I haven’t decided yet if you get to watch. What do you think Jamal, should I let my wimp over here see how you and your friends are going to pump me with all your beautiful black cocks and how I am going to finish by sucking all of you off until all of you shoot that hot sperm from all your big meaty black cocks all over my face, or should we lock my wimp hubby in the basement while I play with all of you big black studs? Sorry wimp, but a girl has her needs, and I need a lot more than what you got, or should I say what you don’t got wimp.

'Your wife sure is a fine white bitch, and you should have seen her in the club the other night. She can really suck some mean cock. She strutted into the men’s room, got on her knees, and started sucking every black cock that walked in there like her life depended on it. You got one fine ass black cock whore over here. You ready for my black meat bitch?'

Jamal, he really wouldn’t understand. I never let him put his little wee wee in my mouth, but I’ll gladly suck any big black stud cock. There I was surrounded by all these big black studs that kept coming into the men’s room. I begged each and every one of them to jerk and stroke those big beautiful black cocks for me. They all gathered around me and stuffed those black snakes in my mouth and then they all proceeded to fuck your wife’s face. You will never be able to do that, but pretty soon, a bunch of those same black studs will be in our living room stuffing my mouth with all their big black meat. Actually, tomorrow you are moving to the basement. Don’t worry about when I get home from the clubs. Rest assured, when you are down there in the cold basement, as soon as you hear the bed springs creaking and the head board banging, you will know I am safe at home in our bed with my arms and high heeled legs wrapped around the powerful black stud that is pumping deep into your wife’s sweet pussy. Will it be one big black stud pumping his big black cock and potent cum into me, or maybe it will be, two, three, four, or even a roomful of big black studs pumping in and out of all my hot little holes. Don’t you just love that your wife is such a black cock slut? See Jamal, I told you he is a pathetic little wimp!

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HAITIAN HONEYMOON (Part 2)

When I woke up early the next morning I immediately noticed that Toni was not in the bed next to me. As I checked the bathroom for her I had a sick feeling in my stomach that she had returned to Leon's for the Voodoo ceremony that he had invited us to. I thought I had talked her out of going but Leon seemed to have taken control of her mind along with her body and she had apparantly gone without me. As I quickly got dressed I began to wonder if there wasn't really something to this Voodoo bullshit and woorried about what Toni and I had stumbled into. I thought about Leon's parting comment about a Stallion Ceremony and his earlier comment about horse cum being preferable to human cum. Was he planning on forcing my wife to have sex with a fucking horse?

As I rushed down the beach towards his hut I noticed a fresh set of foot prints in the sand that had to be Toni's. I followed the prints past his hut to a small clearing in the jungle. A group of about twenty Haitain men and women stood in a circle holding hands and swaying to the beat of a drum. I didn't see Toni or Leon or Juan but I decided to wait and see what would happen.

After a few minutes, Leon appeared out of the jungle leading a huge Black stallion with Toni sitting on its back. She was wearing the same white blouse and short pleated skirt from the day before but I noticed she had left off her bikini top and her breasts were clearly visible thru the sheer fabic of her blouse. With her long blond hair blowing in the breeze she looked breathtakingly beautiful and I wondered what lewd things Leon had in store for her today. Juan followed after them with, of all things, a video camera.

The crowd parted to let them enter the circle and when they did the drumming stopped. Leon was wearing a feathered cape of some kind and nothing else, his enormous Black cock hanging halfway to his knee. He raised his arms and gave a long speech or sermon in French while gesturing towards my wife. Toni had a spacey look on her face as if she had been drugged and stared at Leon with a look of complete submission.

When Leon asked Toni to join him she threw her leg over the horse's back and slid to the ground. While doing this her skirt flipped to reveal her lack of panties and the crowd got a quick glimpse of her perfectly rounded butt. Leon took her hand and slowly led her around the circle, showing her beauty off to the group. Some of them reached out to pull on her hair or pinch her large breasts or to squeeze her asscheeks under her skimpy skirt and Toni submitted to this lewd treatment without a word. One woman lifted up the front of her skirt and reached out to tug on Toni's golden pubic bush while making a comment in French that made the whole group laugh. One evil looking man made her turn around, lifted up her skirt and slapped her smooth asscheeks with his hand. The last of the group actually ripped Toni's blouse right off her body before reaching up to cruelly squeeze her large firm breasts. Rather than pulling away, Toni seemed to enjoy his rough treatment and started to submissively slide to her knees in front of him but Leon grabbed her under her arm and pulled her away. He led my wife back to the horse which had been tied to one of two palm trees in the center of the clearing and forced her to her knees near the horse's hindquarters.

When he reached into a saddlebag and pulled out a large gourd with the top cut away I realized what he had in mind and I screamed out "No! Stop!" I ran to save my wife from this crazy voodoo man but two of the men grabbed me and threw me to the ground. Before I knew it I had been stripped naked and tied to the other tree and was now about ten feet from where my wife was. A small part of me realized that I was in the same position as the white man in the oil painting and that the scene depicted in the painting had been all too real.

Toni looked over at me with a look of pure lust on her face and reached up to gently rub the horse's huge Black cock. In it's flaccid state it was as big as Leon's huge hardon and the sight of her hands on it made me sick to my stomach. "Toni, what are you doing? Please stop!" I begged her but she shook her head and said softly, unable to look me in the eye "I can't Steven. I still love you but Leon said if I do this he will fuck me again. I know it's crazy but I need him. You saw what he did to me yesterday. I'd do anything to feel that way again. I'm sorry." As she spoke she continued to caress the horse's cock, and as it started to grow the large purple tip poked out of its protective sheath.

Toni grabbed the gross animal cock just behind the flared head and began jerking it back and forth while rubbing it's huge ball sack with her other hand. As she jerked on it, it kept growing until over a foot of thick veiny horsecock was exposed. The tip started to ooze a thick precum which she rubbed onto the shaft, lubricating it as if preparing it for penetration. My mind refused to consider what or who the giant animal cock might penetrate.

The crowd had moved in closer to get a better view and a few of the women reached out to stroke the horse's obscenely huge organ. The men seemed more interested in my wife and they took turns playing with her tits or stroking her smooth thighs and butt. One of them stood behind her and humped against the back of her head, rubbing his Black cock against her shiny blond hair. Toni didn't seem to notice any of this as she concentrated on playing with the horse's enormous cock. One of the women scooped up some of the precum dribbling out of the horse's grotesque cockhead and held her hand up to Toni's mouth while whispering something into her ear. Toni obidiently stuck out her tongue and licked the sticky fluid off the woman's hand like a well trained animal.

Then Leon knelt down next to her and gently guided her face closer to the horse's cock while whispering into her ear. With a muffled groan, she took the flared tip between her lips and began to actually suck on the horse's huge swollen member. The crowd went wild and they crowded around to get a closer look at my beautiful blond wife sucking on the Black stallion's cock. I couldn't believe my beautiful bride was doing this but despite my revulsion the overwhelming lust of the crowd was contagious and my cock throbbed with desire.

Leon looked over towards me and noticing my erection he smiled lewdly and said "Ah Monsieur, I see you appreciate what a sexual animal your lovely wife has become. Look at her suck that proud animal cock! Once she has coaxed his cum out she will service my flock in anyway they desire. Then for the grand finale, instead of mounting the horse, the horse will mount her."

I couldn't believe what he had said. It was disgusting enough to watch my recently virgin wife suck on a horse's dick but to think of that enormas beast actually fucking my bride with its huge cock was just too bizarre. Toni was having the desired affect because the horse started to snort and Leon nudged her face away and moved the gourd into place just as the first spurt of cum erupted from the horse's huge swollen cock. Toni continued to pump the cock with her hand as it dumped a huge load of sticky fluid, nearly filling the gourd to the brim.

Then Toni fell back onto the sand, pulled her knees up to her chest and begged Leon to fuck her. With a sinister laugh he dropped to his knees and rammed his huge Black hardon deep into her moist pussy. Toni wrapped her slender legs around his waist and went into a series of powerful orgasms while he fucked into her with his enormous member. One of her hands slid down to squeeze his large balls which set him off into his own orgasm, grunting lewdly as he shot his cum deep inside her body.

When he was finished he tried to get up but Toni kept her legs locked around him while professing her love for him and his big Black dick. Leon whispered something quietly to her which made her let him go and as soon as he had stood up she rolled over onto her hands and knees and looked over her shoulder at the group of horny Black islanders.

For the next hour my wife was fucked by over a dozen Black men while Leon stood in front of her and fed her his amazing Black cock. While none of the men were quite as well hung as Leon they were all much bigger than me and they gave her pussy quite a workout. After each guy came inside her, one of the woman would push in on her belly and force out the cum so it could be collected in a gourd. Toni was completely out of control and after each guy had come she would thank him and beg for more.

After each guy had fucked her, Leon helped her up and led her off to a small stream where she washed herself off and took a long drink. Then he led her back to the tree where the horse was tied and had her climb into a narrow bamboo cage which was lashed to a sturdy wooden table. After making a few adjustments, Leon stepped back to examine his handywork. Toni's lucious ass poked out of the back of the cage between two sturdy uprights and she was bent over a thick pole at the top of her thighs, holding on to two skinnier poles in front. Her ass was about four feet off the ground and the table top was about eight feet off the ground. I had no idea what he was up to until two men led the horse up to the platform and got it to place its front hooves on the table.

In this bizarre position Toni's asscheeks were only a foot away from the horse's huge member and it finally dawned on me what they were up to. As I screamed for them to stop Leon stroked the horse's cock until it started to emerge from its sheath. It continued to grow until the swollen tip brushed against my wife's firm asscheeks. The veiny shaft was thick enough but the flared crown was as big around as a baseball and it was about to be forced into my bride's tight young pussy. Leon guided the tip to Toni's pussy and gradually worked it between her swollen cunt lips. I could see her pale lips stretch around the massive tip until the whole gross head popped inside her.

Toni squealed like a stuck pig but the pole across the top of her thighs kept her from pulling away. The moist heat of her pussy increased the animal's excitement and with a loud snort it drove it's massive member deep into my wife's body. Toni cried out in pain as the horse began to fuck her, driving its massive member deeper into her with each powerful thrust.

There was no way that she could take all eighteen inches of horse cock but the rutting animal did manage to cram at least half of its thick member inside her. Toni was whimpering and babbling about how big its dick was and was obviously in a great deal of pain. I felt totally humiliated as I watched my beautiful blond bride being fucked by this rutting Black stallion but despite my revulsion and disgust my cock was still as hard as a rock.

Leon stepped up close to Toni and spoke softly to her while squeezing her full white breasts. Whatever he said to her seemed to calm her down and she looked up at him and said something to which he smiled and nodded. He then stuck his head into the cage and gave her a long passionate kiss while squeezing her breasts and pinching her large pink nipples.

Her response was immediate and when they finally stopped kissing her moan was obviously one of pleasure rather than pain. Rather than begging for help she started to chant "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" in time with the horse's fucking and I was amazed that she was starting to enjoy being fucked by this disgusting beast. Once she had crossed the line between pleasure and pain she went absolutely nuts. Her whole body shook each time the horse fucked into her and she actually leaned back against him between strokes as if anxious for him to go deeper. She started cursing out loud and begging to be fucked harder despite the animal's furious assault on her vagina.

Her response amazingly had an effect on the horse which picked up its pace and began fucking her even faster. Then evil old Leon showed that he had a few more tricks up his sleeve. He carefully stepped up next to the horses hindquarters and reached up to massage the animal's huge balls. From my position I could actually see those huge testicles retract up into the animal's body and realized that it was about to cum inside my wife. Just then Leon slapped the horses ass which made the horse's next thrust even harder and amazingly over a foot of horse cock disappeared into Toni's previously tight pussy.

The horse froze in place with a foot of horse cock buried deep in my wife's pussy as it pumped a huge load of cum into my wife's womb. Toni squealed out loud as the tip of the horse's cock pressed against her cervix and then her whole body shook as she felt the hot cum explode inside her. I couldn't believe how much of that thick veiny member was buried inside her but when it finally pulled out there was no blood, only a thick coating of cum on the twelve inches or so of cock that had been inside her.

The one thing that really disturbed me about the whole bizarre experience was the way Toni had so thoroughly enjoyed it and the powerful feeling of excitement that had washed over me while watching her abuse. And in spite of our crazy voodoo experience, Toni is talking about going back to Haiti for our vacation next year and has made arrangements for us to stay with Leon.

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HAITIAN HONEYMOON (Part 1)

I want to share some events that happened on our honeymoon trip to Haiti ten years ago and our bizarre encounter with the world of voodoo. The resort we visited was practically empty and after spending the first few days in our suite doing what most newlyweds do we ventured out to explore the island. During those first few days I discovered that my beautiful bride, Toni, had a powerful sex drive and seemed determined to make up for all those years of being a good girl. To be perfectly honest, she wore me out and seemed disappointed when I insisted we take a break and do some sight seeing.

At the time Toni was only nineteen and she was, and still is, absolutely stunning. She is 5'6", 110 pounds with waist length blond hair and a perfect 36D-24-36 figure. She was always quite shy and conservative but for our sightseeing trip she chose a rather revealing outfit. First she put on a new bathing suit that consisted of a tiny white top that barely covered her large pink nipples and a thong bottom that exposed her luscious ass cheeks. Over the suit she put on a short pleated tennis skirt and a sheer white blouse that tied around her tiny waist.

We went to a nearby outdoor market and as we checked out the merchandise I noticed that we seemed to be the only American tourists there. We saw a large group of Japanese but everyone else in the crowded market was a dark skinned French-speaking native. My beautiful blond bride really stood out in the crowd and attracted quite a bit of attention.

At one point we got stuck for a minute at a crowded intersection and got separated in the crowd by a few feet. I noticed a tall slender young native pressed against Toni from behind with a huge grin on his face. Toni turned to say something to him but he didn't seem to understand her. When she looked back towards me she had an odd look on her face that seemed part fear and part excitement. When the crowd shifted a little I was shocked to see that Toni's short skirt was bunched up to her hips and the guy's dark hands were gripping her creamy smooth thighs. He had a huge bulge in his tight cotton pants and was lewdly rubbing it against my blushing bride's ass cheeks.

Toni continued to look at me with that odd expression on her face but made no effort to stop the lewd stranger behind her. I struggled through the crowd towards her and he smiled defiantly towards me while humping even harder against Toni's naked cheeks. Just before I reached them he let out a groan and I saw a large dark stain spread across the front of his pants as he came in his pants while humping against my wife's butt.

By the time I reached Toni, the crowd had started thinning out and the guy had slipped away. Toni threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug and I noticed that she was breathing very heavy. I reached down to feel her butt and found it covered with a large amount of warm sticky cum. When I moved my hand lower, I discovered that her whole crotch was soaking wet and realized with a shock that the guy's bold contact had excited her. Toni insisted we return to our room and wouldn't speak about the incident.

Once in our suite, she tore off my shorts, pulled off her thong and bent over the bed while begging me to fuck her. I pulled up her skirt just as the native youth had done and slid my cock into her from behind. Her pussy was hot and wet and it was obvious that our encounter on the street had affected her in a powerful way. I could still feel the Black guy's cum on her ass and I said "I don't believe I'm fucking you with another guy's cum on your butt." She rocked back hard against me, gasping out loud as she reached back to feel the sticky mess on her ass cheeks. Then she brought her hand up to her face and stuck her fingers in her mouth, sucking on her fingers while whimpering with excitement. This seemed to set her off and her whole body shook with a powerful orgasm. Seeing her taste his cum along with the feel of her tight pussy squeezing my cock caused me to fill her spasming pussy with my own load of cum.

Once she had caught her breath she ran into the shower and seemed a little embarrassed at her behavior. Her body's reaction to our encounter on the street along with her fascination with his cum concerned me but I was so exhausted I didn't pursue the subject. We went down to the beach to get some sun and Toni wore her thong bikini and even took off her top, exposing her luscious young breasts to the hot Caribbean sun. At first she would cover up with a towel whenever our waiter brought fresh drinks but after a few drinks she didn't seem to mind him looking at her bare breasts. We both got a little drunk and fell asleep in the sun and when we woke up around dinnertime Toni's fair skin had pretty bad sunburn, especially on her tits.

Our waiter was hovering over us and staring with obvious sexual interest at Toni's nearly naked young body. He commented on Toni's sunburn and said that his uncle, a Voodoo priest, had a magic lotion that worked wonders on sunburn. He offered to take us to his uncle's shack down the beach if we were interested. I was about to tell him to leave us alone when Toni said "Oh, a magic voodoo lotion. That sounds fascinating. Let's check it out honey."

I tried to talk her out of it but she was persistent and kept saying "But honey, my titties hurt" while cupping her large breasts with her hands. The waiter loved this and kept leering over my shoulder at her. I eventually gave in and after putting her top back on we followed him down the beach with Toni stumbling drunkenly at my side in the hot sand. We came to an old wooden shack set in a stand of palm trees and our waiter went in first to see his uncle.

A minute later our waiter waived us towards the shack and as we stepped into the dim interior I noticed a strong herb smell mixed with some other familiar but subtle smell. An old car seat served as a couch and a few cardboard boxes sat against one wall. The only other furniture was an old king size mattress lying on the rough wooden plank floor.

Hanging on the wall was an explicit painting of a beautiful young white woman with long blond hair tied between two palm trees. A short but muscular Black man with a huge hardon stood behind her holding a bullwhip in his hands. Her white gown was down around her ankles and she had a red welt across her shapely backside. A naked white man was tied with his arms around the trunk of one of the trees and he had a hardon half the size of the Black's.

I couldn't help but notice a strong resemblance between the woman and my wife who was staring at the picture with a look of awe on her face. The man with the whip also looked a lot like a younger version of the stocky Black man now sitting across from me on the makeshift couch.

Our waiter, whose name was Juan, introduced us to his Uncle Leon but Leon didn't seem to hear his nephew. Where Juan was tall, slender and in his twenties, Leon was only about 5'5", close to 200 pounds and looked to be in his fifties. He had dark Black skin with almost no body hair and his arms and legs were quite muscular although he had a large potbelly. He was naked except for some sort of thong, which had a huge bulge in it. He stared at my wife for a long moment with an evil grin on his face before responding to Juan's introduction.

He stood up and after taking Toni's hand; he kissed it and said, "Ah mon cheri, you have come to the right place. I will ease your pain and heal your beautiful white flesh. But I see you admire my favorite work of art. An old friend of mine from France who was an accomplished painter in his time did it. He was fascinated with our islands colonial period and had a special interest in some of its more bizarre moments. His lovely young bride was a most willing model and I was recruited to be the male model. It was a most exciting experience for all involved."

As he spoke he walked slowly around Toni, taking in her beauty and even stroking her golden hair at one point. "Toni, my dear" he asked, "Would that be short for Antoinette?" When my wife nodded he continued "What a splendid coincidence! My friend's wife was also named Antoinette and you bear a most striking resemblance to her. I never thought I would ever meet a woman as sexy and beautiful as her in this life. The gods must be smiling today."

For the first time he seemed to notice me and after staring intently into my eyes he said, "You are a lucky man, monsieur. I will soothe your wife's pain but my methods will be new to you. You must sit, and watch and above all, do not interfere. Juan, get our guest a cold drink, please."

Juan stepped outside for a moment and returned with two cold beers before guiding me to the couch where we both sat. He reached under the couch and pulled out a bottle of rum from which he took a long sip. When I tried to take a small sip he tipped the bottle up and forced me to swallow a large amount of the sweet burning liquor. My eyes teared and my stomach burned as I looked up to see what Leon and my wife were doing.

Leon had her bikini top in one hand and Toni was handing him her tiny thong her other hand. After tossing her suit in the corner, he knelt in front of her and looked over her sun burnt skin, pressing his thumb against the top of her feet and then against her upper thighs. Then he stood up did the same to her belly just above her navel and to the top of each shoulder. When he pressed his thumb against Toni's red nipple she shivered and when he pressed against the other nipple she let out a soft whimper of pain. Then he moved behind her to inspect her backside and although I couldn't see him I did see Toni tense up and realized he was touching her perfectly rounded ass. I knew her ass wasn't really burnt and became concerned but then he returned to her front.

"Well, your backside seems fine. In fact it is flawless" Leon said with a lewd smile "But your front is pretty burnt, especially on your incredible breasts. I will annoint you all over with my most powerful lotion and then reapply it to your breasts. My dear, please lay down on the mattress and point your hands and feet towards the corners." After glancing my way, Toni did as instructed and as she spread her legs apart, Juan stared hungrily at her plump pink pussy and I saw him briefly squeeze his crotch. This whole scene was getting really weird and I took another long pull on the bottle of rum.

He pulled a mason jar of creamy yellow fluid out of one of the cardboard boxes and poured some into a shallow wooden bowl, which he set aside. Then he picked up a curved gourd that had the top section cut away and said "Monsieur, that bowl holds the secret base of my burn lotion. The last ingredient must be mixed in fresh and I require your assistance for this part. Please stand by the bed between your wife's feet."

I did as he suggested and as I looked at Toni stretched out on the dirty mattress I felt a strong stirring in my groin. Leon handed me the gourd and said "The last ingredient is fresh cum, usually human although horse cum has even more power. And it should be collected, if you will, in the immediate presence of the patient. Now open your pants, drop to your knees and when you are ready, drop your seed into this gourd for me. When you are done, I will mix it with my base and apply it to your wife's burn."

His request was too weird to believe and I was about to refuse when two things happened. First, Leon put his hand on my shoulder and pushed down while Toni smiled up at me and stuck out her tongue. Leon was incredibly strong and Toni looked so incredibly sexy that I couldn't resist and sank to my knees. I opened my pants and began pulling on my already hard cock while staring at my wife's luscious young pussy. Leon started whispering lewd things into my ear about how sexy Toni was and about how tight her pussy must be and before I knew it I shot my load into the gourd. After all the fucking I had done over the last few days, I didn't cum very much and I could tell right away that Leon was disappointed.

As I fixed my pants and stood up, Leon said, "Thank you, monsieur, but I must have more to have the lotion work. Juan would you be willing to help us out and add your seed to the gourd as well?" Juan didn't answer but he did jump up, drop his pants to the floor and quickly kneel on the edge of the bed between Toni's legs. His cock, which was already hard, was at least eight inches long, two inches longer that mine and was a rich chocolate color. As he began to stroke his dark shaft I looked to see my wife's reaction. She was propped up on her elbows and was staring with undisguised lust at his big brown tool. Things had gotten completely out of hand and I tried to tell Toni that I wanted to leave but she was so focused on Juan's big brown cock that she didn't seem to hear me. Leon handed me the rum bottle and I tried to refuse but he insisted I have another sip.

"Look at that lovely brown member, my dear. Look how big and hard it is. Think how wonderful it would be to feel it throbbing in your hand, to milk it until it swells up and erupts. Go on Toni, sit up and grab his cock. Help him cum " Leon said lewdly.

I felt like I was in a dream as my gorgeous young bride sat up and grabbed a hold of Juan's dark tool, sliding her fist up and down along it's length. With one hand he held the gourd while continuing to stroke his cock with the other. Her pale hand worked up and down his dark shaft, her flushed face only inches from the dark swollen tip. With a loud grunt Juan shot a large load of hot sticky cum into the gourd while Toni milked his throbbing brown member. Amazingly, his cock stayed hard and Toni was so impressed with his obvious stamina that she leaned forward and gave his cockhead a quick but passionate kiss. The sight of her lips pressed against his shiny brown knob was the most bizarre and exciting thing I had ever seen. My cock throbbed into hardness and I couldn't understand why this lewd sight had excited me.

Leon nudged his nephew out of the way and Toni let go of his cock but her eyes followed him as he sat back on the couch, her lust for his cock quite apparent. Leon poured the contents of the gourd into the bowl and mixed them together before saying "You are magnificent Toni. Juan has participated in this ceremony before and I have never seen him make such a, shall we say, contribution. You are truly the reincarnation of my dear departed Antoinette. Now lie back and I will soothe you."

He knelt next to my wife and began rubbing his lotion into Toni's flesh, working his way from her toes up to her thighs. His hands lingered on her smooth inner thighs before moving up to her flat belly. Then he skipped over her breasts and covered her shoulders, neck and even her face with the sticky mixture. Toni didn't move a muscle except when he got a little on her full upper lip. She darted out her tongue to taste it and a look of intense pleasure crossed her face.

Leon placed one of his knees between Toni's legs and poured the remainder of his lotion between her full but firm breasts. As he started to rub the bizarre mixture into her soft skin with both hands Toni let out a soft moan of pleasure and squirmed around on the mattress. The visual contrast between his dark hands and her pale breasts was striking and in spite of the jealousy I felt, my cock seemed ready to explode in my pants.

As his hands continued to knead her breasts, Toni's breathing increased and she squirmed around until his knee was pressed against her pussy lips. Once contact had been made, she started to rub up against his leg like a cat in heat, actually lifting her ass off the bed to press harder against his dark muscular flesh. I could see her pussy juices coating his leg and felt a strong stab of jealousy at the way she was responding to his touch. I felt quite drunk and realized that Leon had taken control of my beautiful blond bride and I was powerless to stop him.

"Ah Toni, how does that feel? Do you like what I'm doing to your lovely breasts?" Leon said while pulling on my wife's large pink nipples. Toni nodded eagerly and Leon said "Now that I've soothed your skin, would you like me to soothe your deeper need?" while grinding his knee against her crotch for emphasis. "Oh yes, please!" my bride begged this strange Voodoo priest. "Then untie my thong and see the instrument of your salvation," he ordered her.

Toni glanced nervously towards me as if looking for permission and I could only meet her intense gaze with a drunken frown. Then she reached up to untie Leon's thong and exposed his cock, which was thick, uncut and easily ten inches long. I had thought Juan's was big but Leon's looked like it belonged on a horse. Toni let out a soft moan at the sight of his cock and immediately reached out to skim back his foreskin and expose the fat swollen tip.

"Go on my dear, take it in your mouth. Taste the source of my Voodoo power," Leon urged her while grabbing a hold of her long blond hair and pulling her face up to his throbbing Black cock.

Toni wrapped her lips around his cockhead and began to noisily suck on the fat tip while pumping his shaft with her hand. Then her head began to bob back and forth as she swallowed more and more of his enormous Black cock. The sight of her pale lips sliding along his dark flesh was incredible and I was spellbound.

"You like sucking on my big Black cock, don't you Toni? Leon demanded and my wife nodded her head, her eyes staring up into his with a look of complete submission. Then he reached down and slid his thick middle finger between her swollen pussy lips and said "Would you like me to fuck you with my big fat dick like this" He asked as he jammed his finger deep into her vagina. Toni bucked against his invading finger and let his cock slide out of her mouth before whimpering, "Yes please fuck me! I want to feel this inside me.”

Leon let out a lewd chuckle and moved to kneel between my wife's thighs while looking over to gauge my reaction. "Monsieur, watch carefully. Your wife is about to experience the power of Voodoo and she will never be the same again." As I watched him rub the fat crown of his cock along Toni's wet pussy lips I wondered if her tight pussy could take all of his huge Black member.

First the fat cock head slid between her smooth pink lips and then the long dark shaft slowly slid deep into her body. Leon pumped his cock into her until she had taken about eight inches of his thick cock and Toni began to whimper as if in pain. "Oh, it's so big. Please go easy," she said as her hands clutched his fat Black ass cheeks. Leon did take it easy at first, letting her tight cunt adjust to his thick Black member and letting her cunt juices lubricate his shaft as he slowly fucked her.

Then he slid his hands under her body, grabbed her shoulders and with a lewd grunt he rammed the last two inches of his huge cock into my wife's body. Toni squealed like a stuck pig as he pounded his huge cock in to the hilt, fucking into her with quick brutal thrusts. I could see his heavy balls bouncing against her ass as his cock reached places inside her that I could never hope to reach. Each time that he fucked into her she let out a little whimper of pain but it was obvious that she was also enjoying this brutal fucking from the way her hips rose to meet each thrust of his cock. When Leon pressed his thick lips against hers, she opened her mouth and returned the kiss, jamming her tongue up into his mouth.

His dark flesh glistened with sweat in the steamy shack as he brutally fucked my wife with his enormous Black cock.

bluegrassboy@optonline.net



LORI'S DARK LONGINGS - THE STORY CONTINUED (Part 2)

When the doorbell rang at 6:45 Saturday night my heart raced and all of the blood seemed to go directly to my cock. Lori stood nervously by my side looking stunning in her short black dress and matching heels with only a tiny black thong under her dress. With her silky brown hair pulled back in a ponytail she looked closer to 20 than 40 and I couldn’t wait to see Willy’s reaction to her youthful beauty.

I opened the door and Willy immediately stepped into the house without waiting for an invite. I saw a look of pure lust on his face as he got his first look at Lori in her sexy dress. Willy handed me a few CD’s, opened his muscular arms wide and said “Hello Lori, you look fucking hot babygirl! Come give Willy a kiss,”

Lori cringed at his lewd greeting and glanced nervously at me before stepping up close to Willy. I was struck by the contrast between them. He was close to a foot taller, probably three times her weight and his dark skin made her lightly tanned skin look pale by contrast. He wrapped his thick arms around her and planted a wet kiss directly on her pouty lips. She accepted the kiss for a moment and then demurely turned her face aside saying “Welcome Willy, how nice to see you again”

Willy finally let her go and I couldn’t help but notice his hand briefly touching her firm butt as she stepped away from him. He was wearing an old pair of dress slacks that fit sorta tight and the huge bulge at his crotch was rather obvious. He also had on a loose fitting Hawaian type shirt and a pair of worn loafers.

I walked next to Willy as we followed Lori into the living room and we enjoyed the view of her firm muscular legs poking out from her obsenely short dress. The dress clung to her body revealing the shape of her well rounded butt and slender waist.

I could see that Lori was quite nervous and had slipped into her gracious hostess mode to hide her nerves, “Willy, please have a seat on the couch. And honey, why don’t you pour us some wine while I put Willy’s CD’s into the changer.”

I had left a bottle and some glasses on the end table so I stood next to Willy and poured three glasses full while Lori loaded the CD’s into the stereo. When she bent over she kept her knees straight and her tiny dress rode up to expose the back of her smooth bare thighs and the very bottom of her tight little butt. Willy let out a soft groan and looked up at me with this evil grin on his dark face and whispered lewdly “Nice Prof, we gonna have us some fun tonight.”

As the music started playing Lori took a glass from me and held it up saying “Thanks for joining us Willy. Here’s to good friends and good times” Willy didn’t bother to stand and just touched his glass to hers at the same time I did. His eyes devoured her and he looked like a starving man staring at a freshly cooked steak.

Lori was about to sit down in a chair opposite the couch when Willy took a big gulp of wine and stood up. He turned to me with this big grin and said “Hey Prof, we been talking bout this for awhile now. I’m gonna dance wit this sexy little wife of yours. You sit back and enjoy the show”

Lori stood before him looking scared and nervous with this deer in the headlights look on her pretty face. We had talked and teased about her dancing with Willy and maybe more but now that he was here she looked like she was having second thoughts.

Willy waved a finger in her direction and said softly “Come here baby, don’t be scared. Willy’s gonna take real good care of you tonight.” Lori stepped up to him and he placed his beefy hands on her slender hips saying “Put your arms around my neck babygirl and lets get it on”

Lori did as he asked and he pulled her tight against his body, the bulge of his cock pressed against her firm flat belly. As they started to sway to the music Lori pressed her face against his chest and looked over at me with a submissive look on her face that I had never seen before. Finally I was watching her dance with Willy and my cock was ready to burst out of my pants.

Willy placed one hand on her lower back, holding her close, while the other toyed with her silky golden brown hair. He leaned down and gently nuzzeled her neck and bare shoulder. His hand traced it’s way down her back and moved onto the top of her butt. Lori’s eyes had been partly closed as if in a trance but they opened wide when he started to squeeze her butt thru the silky material of the dress.

As he slowly rubbed her ass her dress started to ride up and I realized that he was doing it on purpose, working the material up and trying to bare her ass. I watched spellbound as her cheeks slowly came into view and his dark hand slipped down to grab her married white ass.

When Lori made no protest he started to squeeze hard and run his hand along the top of her muscular thighs. Lori had this panicky look on her face again and when the song ended she pushed against his chest saying “Thanks for the dance Willy. I’d like a little more wine. Please!”

Willy chuckled and said “Sure Baby, have some more wine and relax. Ole Willy’s just getting started.” I poured us all another glass and Willy pulled Lori down onto the couch next to him. His arm around her shoulder, he started to play with the top button on her dress and said “Damn, it’s getting hot in here. Lemme loosen this dress a little for ya baby. Yous lookin all hot and flustered like.”

Lori just sipped her wine while he deftly unbuttoned the top 3 buttons exposing her creamy breasts nearly to the nipples. The he sat up in the couch and unbuttoned his shirt saying “Hey Prof, gimme a hand here. Take off this damn shirt and hang it up somewhere for me.”

His comment sounded more like an order than a request and without thinking I stepped behind the couch and pulled off his sweaty shirt. As I hung it on the back of a chair he leaned back and said “Thanks Prof, and take off my shoes too man. I likes dancing barefoot.” I looked to Lori who had an amused smirk on her face and when I hesitated Willy snapped “C’mon man, I ain’t got all night. “

Feeling like a fool but not wanting to ruin the mood I knelt before him and quickly took off both shoes and socks. Lori giggled and leaned into Willy as I did this and my face flushed with shame and excitement.

Standing up Willy pulled Lori up and started dancing again, Lori’s face pressed against his bare Black chest. One hand returned to her butt and the other moved up to her chest, slipping into her dress and squeezing her firm swollen nipples. Lori gasped when he first touched her breast and tried to pull away but he held her tight saying "It’s cool babygirl, we's just dancing, that’s all.” Lori relaxed again in his arms and her breathing increased as her passion rose to a fever pitch.

Sensing her acceptance of his hands on her breasts he turned her around and began humping against her butt from behind while continuing to dance. His hands rose to cup both of her breats and I watched as he squezzed her soft flesh and pinched her large pointy nipples. I've always been very gentle with her breasts but he was very rough with them and from the sexy look on her face she seemed to love it. His knee rested between her thighs and I could see her grinding back against it.

“Damn Prof, Lori’s looking kinda heated up too, Why don you unzip that sexy little dress and help her out of it”

“Lori, you OK with that?” I asked but Willy snapped “I ain’t asking dude, I’m telling. “ I stepped up to them and Lori turned away as if ashamed to look me in the face. I slowly unzipped the back of her dress and slipped it down off her shoulders causing it to fall down around her ankles. I knelt and helped her step out of it while Willy continued to sway to the music and rub against her now bare hips. “And while you’re down there Prof, how bout taking care of my pants too. I be getting real hot down there from dancing with your woman. It’s time she sees what she’s been rubbing against.

From my position I could see the grotesque bulge at his crotch and I wondered if it was a smart thing to let him anywhere near my sexy wife with it. But my lust overcame my common sense and I quickly unsnapped his pants, pulled down his zipper and pulled his pants down over his thick waist. With no underwear to hold it back his huge Black cock popped out and Lori actually gasped at the sight of it. As he stepped out of his pants I pulled them away and tossed them on the chair by his shirt.

Before I could stand up Willy put his hand on Lori’s slim shoulder and forced her to her knees next to me just as I had done the day during our role play the day before. His cock was incredibly huge: close to a foot long, extremely thick and sporting a fat swollen crown covered by a thick wrinkled foreskin.

Grabbing ahold of Lori’s ponytail he pulled her face to his crotch saying “Cmon Lori, suck it. Suck my big Black nigger dick. You know you been wantin it ever since our first dance together. “

I couldn’t believe it when my straight laced wife said “Yes Willy” and grabbed his cock in her tiny hand. She pulled back the foreskin, exposing the fat swollen tip and gave it a long wet kiss using her tongue and lips to worship it.

Willy put his beefy Black hand behind her head and said lewdly “Open wide Lori and suck that Black cock.” Lori’s lips opened wide and Willy slid his fat cockhead and an inch or two of cock slid inside her mouth. Lori whimpered low in her throat and eagerly sucked his fat schlong while he guided her head back and forth.

There was no way she could swallow all of his cock but with her mouth working the first half and her hand working the bottom half his cock was soon all wet and slippery from her saliva and his precum. Willy put his hands on his hips like a proud African King as Lori continued to worship his huge Black cock.

“Yo Prof, your sweet little wifey sure knows how to suck Black cock. You sure she ain’t never done this before. Lori babe, play with my balls. Milk them scum bags hard bitch”

In response to his lewd command she brought her other hand up to firmly squeeze his large balls which brought another lewd comment form Willy “Yeah Lori, work them Black balls. Get me all hard and ready to fuck that sweet white pussy of yours”

His comment only spurred her on and she sucked his cock even harder, her head bobbing up and down as she worshipped his BBC. After a few minutes of this she let his cock slip from her mouth and as she caught her breath she lewdly rubbed it against her face.

“Please” she murmured, her head bowed in submission.

“Please what sweet cheeks? Tell ol Willy what ya want.”

“Please don’t make me beg. “

“Tell me what you want bitch. And look me in the eye when your talking to me”

Lori glanced over my way for a minute as if seeking permission and all I could do was nod my head. Then she looked back up at Willy “Please fuck me Willy! Ever since our first dance I’ve wanted you. Please fuck me with your big Black dick. I’ll do anything, just fuck me!”

Willy laughed at her pleading and looked over at me with this mocking grin on his face. “Stand up Lori babe” he said and Lori hopped to her feet and stood before him staring at his throbbing Black cock. He leaned down and whispered something to her and she eagerly nodded her head. Turning to face me but unable to look me in the eyes she said “Honey, please take off my panties so Willy can fuck me. Please honey!”

I couldn’t believe how submissive she had become and Willy had barely touched her. Caught up in the bizarre scene we were playing out I knelt behind her and slowly slid her skimpy thongs over her slender hips and down her beautiful legs. As she carefully stepped out of them I realized that the last barrier had been crossed and her tight pink pussy was Willy’s for the taking.

‘While yer down there Prof, why don’t you kiss your wifes ass goodbye. Once we get to fucking she’s gonna be my bitch for awhile” Unable to respond to his lewd comment I gave each of her perfectly shaped cheeks a quick kiss and stood up.

Willy leaned down and actually picked Lori up with an arm behind her knees and one behind her back and carried her over to our plush highbacked sofa. He set her down on her back on the with her ass just hanging off the edge and knelt down in front of her.

I watched breathless as he rubbed the swollen knob of his cock along her moist pussy lips a few times and then heard her gasp as the head slipped between her swollen pussy lips. Willy slowly worked his cock in until she had taken about half of it and then slowly pulled all the way out. Then he jammed half of it in her with one firm lunge and Lori whimpered out ‘Oh my god!”. Willy slowly stroked into her driving his cock deeper and deeper and really stretching poor Lori’s tight little cunt.

Then it started, my precious wife started to plead with Willy like a common slut:

“Oh Willy, it feels so big. Please be gentle”

“Yes. Willy! That feels so good”

“ Willy it hurts! Go easy”

“Willy, fuck me harder. Give me more”

"Oh fuck Willy, it hurts. But I love it!

Willy just kept pumping his big fat cock into her and smiled over at me as she whimpered and moaned beneath him. As his passion grew he started to sweat and his dark skin took on a sheen as he fucked my precious Lori with his huge Black cock. Suddenly Lori squealed out loud and her entire body shook as Wiily brought her to a powerful orgasm. As she came Willy dropped his mouth to hers and gave her a long wet kiss as he frantically ponded his cock into her.

Breaking the kiss he let out a loud growl as he rammed his cock in to the hilt and came deep inside her spasming pussy. I could see his big asscheeks clench as he pumped spurt after spurt of cum into Lori's snug little pussy and hear her moans of pleasure as she laid beneath his heaving body. When he was spent he rolled off of her and I saw his load of thick white cum oozing out of my wife's swollen pink gash. He looked over at me with that smug smile on his dark face and said "Thanks Prof. I told ya she wanted it."

bluegrassboy@optonline.net



THE CUCKOLD'S TALE

A fantasy story by Kyng Kooba @ monsterp3@yahoo.com
Themes: Interracial, slutwife, cuckold

Before I start I have to say it's good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. The stories on this board are a constant inspiration to us all. My wife Jennifer and I are from the South of England. Suffolk to be exact where we have a converted farmhouse. We have been married a total of six years and have a two year old daughter together called Zoey. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure, she is popular and fun to be around. We have a nice little social circle, her friends and mine and our life is very much dinner parties, country events and nights at the theatre. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I'm pleased to say that Jennifer is currently on all the black cock she can handle. Her 'Bull' Baimba, a true African native of Liberia I might add, has been bedding her for the last six months. It's been a long road I can tell you. I hope you will enjoy our tale.

Our secret life had been building for a some time but gained momentum as my fantasies became more vivid. Up until meeting Baimba, Jennifer had never been unfaithful and was quite simply a devoted wife and mother. I'd known I would have to work hard to persuade her to go to bed with another man. We had talked about it in the bedroom and enjoyed the resulting sexual thrills. However I never dreamed we would find ourselves in the situation we now are. For my part this past year has brought out all kind of emotions. Jealousy, fear, joy, anger and even resentment. All in the knowledge that I had encouraged my once loyal wife to go out on dates with a man whom I know gives her a far better seeing to afterwards than I ever could.

Jennifer was 27 at the end of last year and the envy of many of my friends. A wonderful woman with flawless white skin and straight, dark hair that fell just below her slender, tanned shoulders. At a little over 5'7 her figure is delightful and curvy with a trim waist. I'd say her long, smooth legs and rounded thighs are perhaps her sexiest attributes although Jennifer's 34DD cleavage certainly captures the attention. You might have guessed already that I am the type of husband who always enjoyed having other men look at his wife. In effect, to ogle her gorgeous body. Be she in a bathing costume or cocktail dress Jennifer catches the eye. Even before we began our lifestyle I always knew she had what it took to be a slut wife. A desirable figure is first on the list. Not that she was an extrovert or exhibitionist. More quietly confident as they say. I know I should be grateful that she is now so willing to please me. Sometimes a husband just knows.

As is often the case, it began low-key. Whenever we went out together I would encourage her to dress provocatively. I loved seeing Jennifer in a short skirt and high heels, though in the beginning she was unwilling to go quite as far as I would have liked. Especially if we where with friends and she would find it embarrassing or uncomfortable. The wedding band on her finger was a serious tie for her. Jennifer had a good, strong family of her own and I provided well. The black cock is harder than ever for established white, cultured ladies. It was at a Christmas party in the city where I got her to dress like a whore for the first time. Having said 'No' for years she at last agreed when she saw how much it meant to me. The short outfit I had bought her months ago able to be worn at last. I'll always remember that night. It was such a turn on. Especially seeing how self-conscious she was about showing off her gorgeous, waxed legs. The length so short she was pulling nervously at the hem. That night at least three twenty-something men tried to chat her up and she was forced to tell them she was married. How they must have looked and taken her for a slut. Something that in those early days, was a long way from the truth.

My fantasy stretched further and I won't lie to the fact that I dreamt even then, of watching another male fucking Jennifer while I watched. I thought about it at work, at home and especially when the two of us where on holiday. My perverted mind drawing pictures on paper pads and using the family photos I had of her on my desk to design all sorts of twisted scenarios in my head. I imagined it would make me jealous. A feeling I knew I would relish. Still, I knew I had to be sensible. The risk of losing her too great, though I thought, somewhat painstakingly about bringing a young stud into our bedroom for real. Determined that it should not be someone we both knew. Yes, I know what you're thinking. I was playing a dangerous game but I really wanted to make her happy. Telling myself that it was all for her. I waited until our anniversary to ask her and as an added incentive I bought her the most expensive necklace I could afford. I made an effort. Flowers, dinner, present. Across the dinner table the look of love on my wife's face mirrored in my own. When I put it to her I saw those dark eyes drop. Her heart sink. For a moment I thought I had lost her. Then, wiping a tear from her eye she said she would. For me.

One night shortly afterwards I was on the net. I'd read letters and stories. Now I knew my wife would go to bed with another man for me the notion was to find a suitable male as quickly as possible. I'd heard and seen white couples advertising for other men, often black males, and in light of this I happened to be on an interracial site. How fateful that would be. Cuckold type relationships were real and out there. I read the tales with awe. Women being fucked by strong, dominant men as they held their husbands' hands. To be honest I'd never thought of black men seeing white women as an issue. Maybe because I hadn't really thought about it. In the stories I'd read the men where always well hung and seemed to enjoy using white women in some sort of racial gratification. Still I found myself in a chat-room and in no time was talking to a definite candidate.

His nametag was RealAfricanMan4U. The name said it all and he quickly announced himself as a true 'Bull', born in Liberia but living for the last two years in Britain. My imagination was immediately alive and everything about his rough demeanour appealed to me, typified by his misused English. Baimba was to the point. He had been fucking a white woman in London for several months and was keenly looking for more. I was surprised when he boasted of a wife and five children of his own back home. When he asked me what my interest was I didn't lie. I had to admit that it was the reason I was there. Maybe I hadn't realised it fully but he had. We chatted some more. Travelling for him wasn't an issue, especially if he got to meet a woman who was 'worth it'. He asked if my wife had been 'blacked' before and that I send him some photos.

Luckily I had some of our last years holiday in Spain on the computer where she had bought and worn a orange bikini top that was slightly too small for her. I had kept the pictures for myself though this was the first time anyone other than ourselves had seen them. I included several from a recent civil engagement in town. A few days past then the email came. Baimba's admission was forthright and gave me palpitations. His email simply read. 'Enjoyed the pix very much. Would love to fuck your wife for you'. The words hung with me. I even posted an introduction on a Cuckold forum. Detailing how I was in the process of introducing my wife of six years to a potential bull. The response was terrific. People from all over offered support. Questions as far ranging as whether I would let her fuck without birth control to how we had come to this point in our relationship.

Of course my mailbox had messages from other black, British men who, incensed by white pussy wanted more information with a view to meeting Jennifer themselves. Several said that they too, saw several couples and were looking for new sluts to fuck. I sent the bikini picture of my wife out several times. It felt good to be sharing her already and to know these studs would be getting hard over her. Of course I still hadn't told Jennifer of my progress or of the number of people who now wanted to know how she would go on their first 'meet'. After a fortnight I told her about Baimba. I'd heard from him several times by then where on each occasion his excitement at potentially fucking a 'proper' white English lady was obvious. Another photo he sent was evidence that he had a good figure. Muscular which I knew Jennifer was certainly attracted too with dusky, hardened looks. In turn I sent him more pictures of Jennifer. It turned me on. Somehow I was sharing my family with a stranger and it made me excited.

Baimba added that he had printed out the bikini picture I had sent and had it stood next to his computer. His comments always drove me on. That he had over nine inches of hard African cock and could satisfy Jennifer in ways I never could. On another he said how lucky and undeserving I was to have such a great wife and mother and how much he would enjoy fucking her in front of me. It seemed he understood everything. To be honest I wondered what she would have thought of much of it and to make breaking the news easier I took her out for dinner. The idea I would see her with another man for the first time becoming a true reality for now I truly did want it to come about. Still, she seemed unsure as I told her everything. Even his current relationship with the woman in London. She looked as if she hadn't expected me to find her a black man. A 'Bull' and when I said the term out loud I saw concern all over her face. Just what was I getting us into.

Jennifer looked stunning that night. Looking back I expect she dressed that way to please me. Though in the future I was confident she would dress only to impress Baimba. I remember it well as we held hands across the table. By the end of the evening she had agreed. By now there was no going back. I called our new bull that very night and offered him the chance to bed Jennifer that weekend. Giving him the good news in the kitchen as my wife changed upstairs. His voice was full on the phone and accented. Hearing him excited me and almost speechless I asked if he could take her out on a date beforehand. He agreed, promising to have her back early and we arranged a time when he could pick her up.

Saturday evening arrived and I was beside myself with anticipation. Everything had to go smoothly and I had a very vivid picture of introducing my wife and her new boyfriend for the first time. After work I picked up a brand new silky red cocktail dress that I had ordered and some clear high heels. The girl in the shop asked me if I was planning a surprise for my partner. If she only knew. The anticipation I felt was mixed with a sense of daring. I knew full well the risk I was taking. Not only sending my wife out with a total stranger but upping the chances that someone might see them together. Someone we knew. A friend or family member. The dress had caught my eye, suitably expensive and classy yet revealing as well. After unpacking the box Jennifer held the thin dress against herself in the bedroom mirror. I could see her having second thoughts. They had lasted all week. She didn't want another man and was worried for our family and our own long term relationship. 'Adam?' she said 'do you really want me to do this?' I remained silent and to her credit Jennifer already knew. She turned back to the mirror and began to change.

The doorbell rang at 7.30 sharp echoing through the hall. Straightening my tie I turned the key and slowly opened the thick oak doorframe. I was confronted by the man in the pictures, a tall, broad shouldered black man with high cheek bones, a square shin and a row of neat white teeth. He wore a dark blue jacket and trousers, polished black shoes. The material naturally cheap given his circumstances but he had certainly made the effort. Baimba put out a large hand which I shook then advanced into the hall. His smile remained constant as he looked around. 'Big house' he said, his accent surprisingly thick and his tone loud and confident. 'She upstairs?' 'Just getting ready' I smiled trying to conceal the erection I was already maintaining in my pants. Besides helping Zoey with some homework her mother had not come out of our bedroom since I'd given her the dress. I knew this was an enormous commitment for her, asking her to swallow her pride for an evening's fun.

Leaving Baimba waiting I went up to find her sitting at the dresser, her back to me, wearing the dress and the shoes. The room was rich with perfume and I was pleased to see she was wearing her favourite diamond earring and necklace set. The black bull downstairs would definitely enjoy fucking her wearing that. 'He's here' I said and as I spoke she stood and took her black velvet coat from the wardrobe. Jennifer's body looked magnificent in the dress. As good as I had ever seen her as it hung perfectly on her figure. Her crisp face, ruby lips and dark, sparkling eyes. Legs looking lovely, firm and full. She was too good for this and my erection began to grow. Sweat on my palms. The outfit looked perfect against her lush, white skin. Dressed for black cock. 'I'm ready' she smiled.

From behind I could not see the look on my wife's face as she descended the stairs to greet her 'date' for the first time. How alien the whole situation must have felt to her. Baimba gave a huge smile as he followed the beautiful white woman downstairs with his eyes. There was a glint in his gaze and an obvious twitch in his pants. Jennifer put out her hand which he took. Full in the knowledge that she would be going to bed with this man later. 'My name…Baimba' he said touching his chest, his voice smooth and composed. He liked her. Maybe he saw full well how the elegant western lady wasn't yet the slut he had expected and that excited him. 'Pleased to meet you Baimba. My name's Jennifer. I'm Adam's wife' she replied confident, I had not expected. Jennifer was playing her usual hostess role. I was so excited but I took a back step, enjoying the sight of them together. The bull's gaze ran down her figure, lingering on her chest. 'Your.. very…be..beautiful' he added nodding happily with his pronunciation. 'Why thank you'. Jennifer smiled politely but her evening only just about to begin.

'Maybe the two of you should get going?' I said. My voice dry. Baimba raised a hand and grinned running his tongue around his big lips. His manners of before over with. Right then I realised that he was here to do things his way. My wife glanced at me as he was staring down at her tits. 'Such beautiful body' he continued, 'Before we go out I want you…go take off'. He motioned with his hands and I knew at once he meant her bra. Smiling I explained to my wife who swallowed as she understood. She stood statuesque on the bull's demand. His actions making my cock throb. 'Alright'. Jennifer turned and began up the stairs. She wasn't used to being spoken to like that. Maybe she realised that this man was going to treat her far differently than any man had before. We both watched her go. My wife's ass moving neatly in the hot, tight dress. Baimba stood hands in his jacket pockets. Throwing me a look that suggested he was impressed with her effort.

So far everything had been better than I'd dare hope. ''I'll need money'. I had expected that and had some on hand. Baimba slipped the notes into his wallet and nodded. 'Take her wherever she wants' I said. Minutes later my wife returned and I could see a glazed, uncomfortable look in her face. Her breasts moving explicitly, bobbing inside the silky, thin, gold dress. Her dark eyes averted both of us as she reached for her coat, handbag clasped tightly to her side. Shame in her face as we hungrily examined her. 'Better' grinned Baimba, nodding and fully enjoying my wife's tits, the shape of her round, flat nipples pushing through the silk. I opened the door. The bull standing back like a gentleman and letting Jennifer through first. It was a cold night. 'I have her back real soon' he said unable to contain how much he was looking forward to it. Hurrying to the window I watched as the two of them went up the path. Baimba opening his car door for her then walking around the other side to get in himself. As he drove off I felt an excitement I'd never had before.

All evening I paced around the house. Seemingly looking at the clock every five minutes. My wife was with a black man. My wife was on a date. My wife was going to get blacked tonight. How it dragged. I wanted to know what was happening. Where they where and what was said. I poured myself a drink to calm my nerves, made my daughter Zoey a supper and put her to bed. When she asked what was going on I almost told her. The desire to be truthful coupled with the hope that Baimba would soon be very much a part of our family life. It left me gasping. In essence of what we where doing.

What I had encouraged my special wife to do. When two hours had passed I knew they would be well into the date. Where had he taken her? Was she enjoying it? I expected she would have him take her quite a distance, where she wouldn't be recognised. Another hour ticked by. I went to the Cuckold forum, adding a post that my wife was on her first date. Congratulations were among the replies as well as questions as to what Jennifer was wearing. Where were they I asked myself? 11:30 already. I nearly spilt my drink when I finally heard voices on the path. It was time and my heart pounded like no tomorrow. As quickly as I could I switched off the lights in the lounge and went through to the hall. Jennifer and Baimba were on the other side of the glass, my wife struggling with the key. To my surprise I heard laughter and the door opened with a sudden cold gust. They both looked as if she had expected me to be there; waiting. Contrary to the polite yet stern way Jennifer had left there was a smile upon her face. Her eyes slightly glazed after one too many glasses of wine.

A calmer glint let me know right away that contrary to her feelings beforehand she had enjoyed her evening. Knowing how my wife likes to be treated I could only assume Baimba had been a total gentleman. That was about to change. 'Hi Adam' she said, slipping off the coat, noticeably more merry than drunk though undoubtedly relaxed by the alcohol in her body. Perhaps noticing my gaze Baimba slipped a heavy arm around her waist and moved her towards him. 'How was your date?' I asked. 'Your new boyfriend take care of you?' Jennifer turned and looked up at Baimba. There was a confidence in his face too. 'Oh yes' my wife smiled, her arm around his strong waist. As I watched she tilted her head suggestively. Baimba lowered his and their lips met. I was amazed. Jennifer turned, even surprising the big alpha male and slid her arms up around his neck as their kiss became more urgent. Then almost immediately there was a pause. A sudden realisation or moment of truth. She turned back to me, about to speak. Her dark, beautiful eyes giving up how much she wanted to stay faithful.

'Come here' he said, pulling her to him. His voice showed no wavering. He was sober and composed and I guessed he was very horny too. Particularly after tasting her lips. 'Such fine white lady'. Baimba hissed the last words, his tongue sliding over his big, thick lips. Jennifer looked up at the taller man in fond recognition but her face changed as he gently put his hand on her chest. She glanced down at the floor, this strong bull's hand moving between her tits in eager enthusiasm. Lifting and feeling each. Made easier without her bra. His dark skin was offset perfect against hers. Fingers thick and worn. 'Yeah!' he gasped followed by several in his native tongue. I could see his impatience and the long stiffening bulge growing in his trousers. He was changing, becoming dominant. Jennifer's eyes were glazed and she gasped as her date suddenly slid his hand roughly down inside the front of the dress. 'You like dis!' he said to me, face contorted as he thoroughly enjoying his role. Squeezing and groping left and right with extra vigour. 'Yes' I croaked dryly, unable to take my eyes away. 'Adam', Jennifer swallowed and took a step back. Baimba moved with her. 'You want her get fucked good too?' I nodded, breathless.

The aggression in Baimba had caught me by surprise. Likely that he had kept it under wraps throughout the meal. Jennifer's coat and bag lay on the floor as I followed them both up the stairs. Her smooth white legs looking particularly firm on the tall heels as she led the way. Baimba felt her firm, round ass as she made her way ahead of him. His cock was noticeably straining through his trousers and there was no doubt he was big. The creaking of the floorboards underfoot wasn't enough to wake Zoey as we passed her room, opened our bedroom door and went in. Our martial room is not unusual. A large double bed, polished wooden furniture including my wife's dresser. Some framed pictures hanging on the walls and a French window. On my bedside table was a shot of Jennifer and our daughter together with a wedding photo, looking beautiful in her long white dress. Jennifer turned to face Baimba with her back to the bed. There was apprehension in her face as she struggled with the emotions of this night. She gave a deep breath and took a step back. I could almost feel the tension in the air as he roughly began unfastening his pants, a dirty cruel smile on his face. 'Gonna fuck you now' he announced, taking hold of her shoulders. 'Proper African fuck'. As he did Jennifer closed her eyes, hands clenched.

I watched with awe as pulled the dress roughly down around her waist, tumbling to the floor at last and leaving her completely naked bar the jewellery and shoes. Baimba grinned and looked at my slut wife's perfect breasts. Her nipples swelling. 'Watch this!' he said turning her to face me and groping each of them in turn. 'You like that?' She stiffened, visibly shaken. 'You like that?' the bull repeated. 'Oh yes' I nodded, my cock as hard as ever. 'You watch now' he grinned. In a sudden urge Baimba pulled off his pants. Taking off his jacket, shirt and finally his underwear. Jennifer watched dutifully. Her arms by her side as his big dick bounced free. He was certainly hung and she seemed moved by it. The shaft was particularly black and surprisingly long. He was a bull after all. Looking at me again Jennifer could easily sense the hostility in Baimba. Perhaps it unnerved her. I'd never seen my wife so moved.

Naked. Her face crisp as Baimba's eyes rolled all over her white figure. His cock a dark and strong erection. Swelling up and up with two ragged balls hanging below. By Jennifer's reaction he could have anything he wanted. He laid her back. A stiffness in her legs as he opened them and exposed her sex. She looked up towards our bedroom ceiling as Baimba got down on one knee. I watched as he pushed his mouth against her pussy. Deciding to eat her before he gave her his black cock. With a groan Jennifer folded her arms across her chest, her new boyfriend in full flow, his head moving and his tongue licking deep. Several times my wife bucked, holding he breath and trrying to subdue her gasps of pleasure. This was unlike what I had dreamed of. It was better. I slipped back into a chair, eyes glued to the scene. The black bull was ready to use my own wife to satisfy himself. Leaning forward and planting his mouth over her breast. Jennifer sighed as he sucked her nipple, rubbing the other roughly between his finger and thumb before groping heavily with his hand.

Abruptly he stood and quickly parted her legs back. 'Gonna fuck you good' he grinned his arms pressed in behind Jennifer's knees. Opening her up. His tip found her hole and with a strained push forced her open. Jennifer grimaced, her tits rolling as he thrust forwards. She wasn't used to such a big dick. The contrast of her pussy to his cock was terrific. I left my seat and stood behind them. My eyes and heart willing that cock in. Knowing I wouldn't be happy till I saw it balls deep inside my wife's cunt. Baimba pushed her legs wider, further back over her head. They hung in the air either side of him, the shapely calves torte and stiff with the high heels fastened on tight. 'Yeah!' he sighed as he squeezed in, the ring of her willing pussy spreading and accepting him. Slowly with maybe half his cock he began to fuck, pushing again and again until he began to slide between her lips. The bull had his spot now.

Jennifer's mouth hung open as that big black dick set about owning her married pussy. The thick veins ran down the underside of his shaft as he struggled to get it up her. His desire to insert himself fully taking over. The bull pausing to quickly feel her breasts again, wiping the spittle from her nipple. As he slowly, perfectly thrust in and out with almost three quarters of his length, I willed in the last three inches. He was rougher than I was. I saw the tears well in her eyes and the strain in her face as he stretched her. Baimba was showing no mercy. 'Oh…Oh.. ' Jennifer gasped out, her hands white as she grasped the bed. The wedding ring catching my eye. A second followed. Something had to give. It certainly wouldn't be Baimba. His big arms planted behind my wife legs, pinning them apart. 'Slap..slap..slap…' his balls met her on each stroke. A welcome sound indeed. Using her deep in front of me. Her breasts smacking and rolling together under the pounding. Jennifer was about to break. Then quite suddenly she closed her eyes tight and her lips fell open. She came. Her legs stiffening as she croaked several times. Baimba slowed his strokes to a stiff stroke. Making her hair and body jerk. For several moments she spasmed, her legs rigid as her orgasm came through.

He continued fucking my wife in front on me, moving her into the middle of our bed and climbing on top. His face was keen but set with a fixed grin that revealed his satisfaction and pleasure. Jennifer was pained, her face pale, foreboding but the pleasure on her face was quite obvious. Frequent and helpless groans spilling from her mouth. Eyes tightly closed as Baimba stretched and used her. He pulled out, laughing, rubbing his cock and eyeing my wife's pussy with satisfaction. I watched him twitching above my wife's body. Her chest rising and falling rapidly. Able to do whatever he wanted. With a fist around his girth our black bull squeezed against her body, Jennifer wincing as she felt his cock sliding in. Up and up. Pushing her open and filling her. 'Oh yeah' Baimba grinned as he repositioned his big arms behind my wife's knees. Her legs well spread, hanging in the air. Torte and stiff as he began to pound into her cunt once more.

Breathing heavily he turned to look at me. 'Your wife's a good fuck' he said then turned his attention to Jennifer who was being driven hard into the bed. With her teeth gritted tight my wife's hands clasped the bed sheet. Her groans where real yet dreamlike, body thrusting sideways as he laid in. A long sobbing cry as she came again. How long had I looked forward to this. The wet slap of heavy balls meeting my lovely Jennifer again and again. Ready to pump that potent African seed up between her legs. He was firmly inside and enjoying it. 'You like that big black cock?' I asked, surprising myself as I had never spoken to Jennifer that way before. 'Uhhnn!' her eyes where still closed tight. Her cheeks lightly tearstained. Baimba took over for me. 'Yeah…tell hubby' he gasped driving away. 'Tell him you like black cock'. 'Uhh…I..I..'. 'Tell him what you like!'. 'Black..cock..' Jennifer gasped as his balls continuing to slap furiously between her helpless legs. 'Give it to her' I felt myself say.

The sweat collecting on his forehead I watched his balls meet her several last times. Her pussy sounded so wet. Accepting the inevitable now. Then in haste the bull slid himself out, his dark meat slippery and wet with my wife's own cunt juice. Lurching forward the bull positioned himself quickly over her, the first spunk, creamy and white leapt from his end. Splattering onto her tits and squirting as high as her neck. It caught me by surprise and I saw my wife sigh with relief. My eyes wide on the liquid mess covering her white breasts. As last her eyes opened. Her chest rising and falling. I hoped her pussy would still be throbbing. In fact I knew it would be. Baimba uttered several words in his native language, admiring his work and jacking his cock. He went to the bathroom. Dick swinging before him as Jennifer pushed herself to her elbows.

The smell of sweat, sex and come was filling our bedroom. A wet patch between her legs on the sheet. The sperm, thick and wet, sliding and rolling over her skin. Glistening in the bedroom light. Still, her hair seemed perfect and much as she had left earlier, the lipstick pristine. When the door opened and Baimba returned she collapsed onto her back. His dick was already hardening again. With surprising strength he turned my wife onto her knees. Putting her ass up in he air and making a simple target of her molten pussy. Jennifer held her hands together on the bedside as pushed in almost effortlessly. Squeezing the last inches home and drawing a pained reaction from her. I walked around to the front of the bed. Kneeling by my wife's face and pushing back her hair. Eyes closed she began groaning. Baimba put one foot on he bed. He had fucked Jennifer hard but wanted to really pound her for the encore. Holding her tightly by he thighs he truly gave it to her. Her hands clamped on the bedside as she groaned called and cried out.

'Yeah…yeah fuckin…' Baimba's impatience was building. His dick ramming feverishly up into her belly. He had to hold her up to stop her falling to the soaked bed. From behind his balls met her body with an almighty 'thwack'. The power of him was intoxicating. Pushing helplessly out with her legs one of Jennifer's shoes went tumbling to the floor. She spasmed again and orgasmed, a croak erupting from her lips. Hair and body shaking and jerking forwards over the bed. His teeth bared. When he came Jennifer collapsed forward and he on top, grunting and gasping and he pumped his sperm up into my wife's willing cunt. 'Damn…damn…oh yeah!' he gasped as she gasped in relief and pleasure. Sighing heavily he slowly tugged his cock out. Satisfied he had left behind a thick and copious load. His dark length was soaked, his hard-on shrinking as this bull stood hands-on-hips. Jennifer rolled tiredly onto her back and pushed back her hair. 'Oh Adam' She just looked up at the ceiling. He slid over the bed, a hand crawling over my wife's belly. 'Your first black cock huh?'. 'Yes'. Jennifer's voice was cool and crisp as her new boyfriend brushed his fingers against her cunt.

When Baimba was gone Jennifer lay for about half an hour on the bed. Staring at the ceiling and breathing heavily. It was over an hour before I helped her into the bath. She felt completely worn out and I understood that. This was the start of our cuckold relationship and I was left to clean up the mess the black African had left. There was a simple animal ferocity with the way he had mated my wife in front of me. The fact that she carried his load deep inside her testament to the fact that she now had two partners.

The simple truth is did she enjoy it? Did she come to her senses and leave? Well, it is six months since this all occurred and Jennifer and I are still together. My family life is intact and as for Baimba? Well, it was true. He's fucking her when we are able to get together. Once a woman tries black she never goes back.

Until my next tale.

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LORI'S DARK LONGINGS - THE STORY CONTINUED (Part 1)

(This is part one of a sequal to a story originally posted on Literotica. Thanks to the original author for inspiring me to finish what he started. I tried to keep his style in mind while writing it.)

The following week I found an excuse to visit the campus Maintenance building and found Willy in his shop changing into his uniform. He smiled when he saw me and continued to undress, quickly baring his huge Black member.

“So what’s up Prof? Your sweet little Lori still asking about me? I been thinking ‘bout her a lot since we talked last week. An my boy here gits real hard when I think about her”

“To be honest Willy we were just talking about you last night. Lori was telling me how much she’d like to dance with you again someday. Whatever you did to her on New Years made quite an impression.”

“You know what made the impression Prof, he said while lewdly pointing down at his enormas member, “She be wantin to feel Big Willy agin. Why don’t you two stop by my club on Saturday night and we can dance some. An she can meet my buddies” As he spoke his cock started to swell up and I couldn’t believe how big it got when it was hard.

“That sounds interesting but I don’t think she’d go for it. She’s awfully shy, especially around strangers”

“Well then how bout you invite my ass over to your place. I’ll bring some Barry White CD’s and we can get down to it!”

“That might work. She does want to dance with you again and I’m sure she’d be more comfortable at home. I’ll ask her about it tonight and see if we can get a sitter.”

“You do that Prof. An you tell sweet Lori to dress up real sexy for ole Willy. Tell her to wear sumthin that shows off them sexy legs of hers.”

“I wouldn’t get my hopes up for that Willy. All of her dresses are pretty conservative. But I’ll tell her what you said. Let’s talk again tomorrow”

That night I waited until Lori had put our daughter to bed to tell her about my chat with Willy, “I talked to Willy again today honey”

I saw her face flush slightly in the mirror but she casually replied “That’s nice dear. What did you talk about?”

“You of course my sweet. Willy always asks about you. To be honest, I think he has a crush on you. Ever since he stole that dance at the party.”

“You’re just being silly. We only met that one time. What did he say about me?” She was still acting like she didn’t care but she had already stripped naked and slid into bed next to me. When she reached over to rub my cock it was already rock hard.

“He wants to dance with you again, sooner rather than later. He even invited us to come to his private club on Saturday. To dance and show you off to his buddies.”

“What? A married woman like me dancing in some seedy bar with a bunch of hot, sweaty Black men. I don’t think so!” She said this sharply as if offended by his suggestion but she rubbed her bare butt against my hip in obvious invitation.

I rolled onto my side and slid my cock into her tight pussy, which was already soaking wet from our teasing conversation about Willy. I gently fucked her for a moment before saying ”I told Willy a nice girl like you could never hang out in a Black private club. So he asked if he could come over Saturday night for a private dance party. Lori, would you like to have a nice private dance with Willy in our living room?”

Lori didn’t answer for a minute but I felt her snug pussy squeeze my cock and felt her slim hips working back against me a little harder and a little faster.” I can’t believe he would just invite himself over. How rude!” her voice sounding husky and excited, “But would you mind if I danced with him again honey? Last time he was very pushy and demanding. Aren’t you afraid that he’ll just have his way with me?”

“I’d love to see you dance with Willy dear, especially in the privacy of our home. But I don’t think I could stop him if he tried something. He’s awfully big and strong!

“Of course, it’s only a dance” she said softly as her excitement grew, “You’re right, he is awfully big and strong. When we danced I was glad we were out in public. There’s no way I could have resisted his advances in private. But I’m sure he’ll be a gentleman…“

“And one more thing. Willy wants you to wear something sexy, something that shows off your sexy legs. Would you do that for Willy?”

“Yes” she gasped out, “I could do that, for Willy. Maybe I could wear that pleated black cocktail dress you bought for me on vacation last year”

Yes! She finally used his name and I knew I was getting to her.“That’s a nice dress but it’s not really very short. Maybe you could take up the hem, for Willy that is.”

“Maybe, but how short should I make it? I don’t want to give him any ideas…”

“No of course not, but I’d say mid thigh would be nice. Just for Willy.”

“Did he really say I have sexy legs?

“Did who say you have sexy legs?” I teased her, wanting to hear his name on her lips.

She looked back at me with this sexy smile and said “Did Willy really say I have sexy legs honey? Did Willy’s cock get hard when you talked about me?”

“Yes dear, Willy’s cock got hard just from talking about you. I couldn’t believe how big it got. It got even bigger than your vibrator and he said it’s all for you.”

She gasped out loud and said “Oh my god, what if Willy tries to use it on me. Will you stop him honey?”

“I told you already babe, I don’t think I could stop Willy. ”

“Oh shit honey, I felt it when he made me dance. It is really huge! Do you think Willy will get hard again when we dance?”

“I’m afraid so dear. And once he’s hard he’ll probably want to use it on you. He may just whip it out and fuck you with it. Would you like to fuck Willy ?

Lori tried to answer but all that came out was a stream of grunts and ‘Fuck Willy’ as a powerful orgasm racked her petite body.

“Hey Prof! I was hoping to see ya today. What did sweet lil Lori say about me stopping by Saturday for a little dance party? “

“She said she’d love to have your company. Around 7:00 if that’s OK with you?”

“Shit yeah! I knew she was hot for ole Black Willy! Is she gonna wear sumthin nice and sexy for me?”

“Yes, she has a beautiful black silk dress. And she’s even going to shorten it so she can show some leg like you asked. We’re both really looking forward to your visit. I haven’t seen her this excited in years…”

When I got home that night Lori was her usual prim and proper self so I held off on talking about Willy. She made a passing remark over dinner about our daughter spending Saturday night with her Mom and my excitement grew. I was in the den reading when she put our daughter to bed and poked her head into the room.

“Honey, give me a few minutes and come upstairs. I’ve got something to show you” she said in her usual cultured voice but I thought I noticed a twinkle of lust in her eye.

I set aside my book and poured us each a glass of wine before heading up to the bedroom. As I walked into the room I was greeted with an incredible site. My prim and proper wife was standing there in her black silk dress but she had taken the hem up from her knees to the top of her shapely thighs and she looked incredibly sexy. She did a little twirl for me and the flared skirt rose up in back to give me just a glimpse of black thong and smooth white butt. I couldn’t believe how short she had made the dress, knowing that she would be wearing it for Willy, the randy old Black man.

“What do think honey? Is it short enough for Willy? Am I showing enough leg for him?” “Oh my god, Willy’s gonna go nuts. You look so fucking sexy. “

Lori turned and bent over to turn on the CD player on the nightstand and Barry White’s mellow voice came out of the speakers. As the hem of her dress drifted up I could see her entire shapely thigh and the bottom half of her lucious round butt. She turned back to me, took her wine glass from my hand and clinked the glasses together saying “I made it this short for you dear. And for Willy…”

We each took a sip of wine and then I placed both glasses on the nightstand and offered her my hand saying “May I have this dance my lady”

Lori gave a cute little curtsy and said “Of course dear sir”

I took her in my arms and held her tight as we slowly danced in a circle to the soft R&B music. Her silky light brown hair fell down her back and I ran my hand thru it, gently tugging on it and forcing her head back a little. She pressed her firm belly against my crotch and let out a soft whimper “Please Willy, please don’t make me…” I gave her upturned lips a long sensuous kiss and she eagerly responded by gently sucking on my tongue. Breaking the kiss I ran my hands down her back and cupped her firm asscheeks, pulling her tight against my hardon. My hands moved a little lower and I felt the smooth skin at the the back of her thighs below the dress. I ran my hands along the outside of her thighs and then the back and then moved up to squeeze her smooth bare asscheeks. My hands pulled the hem of her dress up and I felt her press harder against my aching hardon.

“You are the sexiest woman in the world! I can’t believe how short you made the dress. Willy’s gonna love it”

“I feel like such a slut wearing it. I can’t wait to see Willy’s reaction. And to feel his reaction when we dance”

“He’ll react allright. But what if he does this” I asked as I roughly squeezed her ass.

“How could I stop him? He’s so much bigger than me” she teased back.

“And what if he does this” I said while running one hand up to pinch and squeeze her firm C cup breasts.

She gasped out loud and said “He’s too strong for me to stop him.”

“ And what if Willy does this “I added while pushing down on her shoulders.

Lori immediately got the idea and sank to her knees before me saying”No Willy, please don't...”

I fumbled with my pants and took out my throbbing erection. Lori looked up at me with a pleading look in her big blue eyes and whispered “No Willy, please don’t make me suck your big Black cock. What will my husband think!”

Wrapping one hand in her silky locks I pulled her face to my cock and she eagerly began to suck on it like a woman possessed. In no time I shot a hot load into her mouth and she hungrily swallowed every drop.

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