Interracial Sex It had been about 2 weeks since my wife's first multi- partner sex adventure.
She had been trying to get Frank to come back out to finish
fixing the chimney but either her calls to his company were not returned or she
got the run around. Finally, after she became completely frustrated, I called
the company and talked with the owner. Fred, the owner, said he was sorry no one
got back to us sooner, but he'd been swamped with work orders and a shortage of
men to complete the jobs. He apologized profusely and agreed to come out with
the crew to finish the job. He said he was looking forward to meeting Sandy and
as I hung up the phone, I realized word must have gotten out about Sandy's little
lunch time fun. "This will be very interesting," I thought to myself as I placed
the phone down.
"Did you finally get through to them?", asked Sandy, as she walked into the room.
"Oh yeah, they'll be out later this week. I talked with the owner, Fred, and he
said either Friday or Saturday." "Good, I'll feel a hell of a lot safer using
the fireplace, once it's been fixed.", replied my wife. "Oh don't worry, it's a
small crack. I doubt it would have caused any problems." "This coming from 'Mr.
Fix-it'," my wife teased. "Why you little..." I chased Sandy up the stairs to
the bedroom. I caught up with her and we fell on the bed.
After making love, I asked her a question I had since I hung up with Fred.
"Honey, would you be interested in repeating your performance?", I asked.
"Gee...you want to do it again? So soon?", she giggled in response. "No, well
yes..but I mean from 2 weeks ago with Frank and the other guys from the
construction crew." "I don't know. I mean I'd like to do it, but, well so soon
after last time." I was playing with her pussy and felt her get wetter.
"Hmmmm...your pussy seems to like the idea.", I commented. "I didn't say it
wasn't exciting!", she exclaimed. "Well, at least this time I'd get to watch and
the thought of you servicing 4 or more guys is pretty damn exciting to me too!",
I replied, leading her hand down to my throbbing cock. "Okay, your on!", replied
Sandy, as she lowered her head to my cock. I came within seconds, thinking of my
sexy wife servicing her construction friends.
I left Sandy upstairs asleep and went back down and called Fred. I told him
Friday would be okay but that Saturday would be even better. He agreed on
Saturday and said he and his crew would get to our house about 11 A.M. I agreed
on the time and told him I'd see him then. The rest of the week flew by and
Saturday finally arrived. Sandy was quite nervous all Saturday morning. I told
her not to worry, that she and the crew knew an awful lot about one another
already. She smiled and kissed me gently. "Where'd I get you?", she asked.
"Don't you remember? It was at that college mixer. Everyone at the table
switched partners." She slapped me playfully and went to take her shower.
At 11:30, the doorbell rang. I answered the door and was greeted by four black
men. "Hi, I'm Fred", said the tall heavyset owner. I shook his hand and invited
them in. "I brought my best men", said Fred, as he introduced Earl and Tim (the
father and son team from our fist story) and Jason. I shook each man's hand and
told Earl and Tim I had heard a lot of good things about them. They both smiled
and said they looked forward to doing more work for Sandy and me. I grinned
broadly and led them to the fireplace. "This shouldn't take too long", said
Fred, as he looked at the crack above our fireplace. "Tim, Jason, you two go out
and get the ladders and drop cloths. Earl and I will check things Interracial Sex mean we have a vcr but I've never seen any
you know..."
"Porno?",said Jo Ann with a mock Southern Baptist accent.
Lori laughed. "No Porno",said Lori, mocking Jo Ann's English accent
trying to do a Southern accent.
"Well, Love, I'll bet if you looked real hard you would probably
find something. Cause that would certainly explain a lot of things."
Lori thought for a moment and said,"I'll have to take a look around
while Dwain's out of town tomorrow...maybe you're right".
Jo Ann looked at her watch. "Well, I guess we'd better be getting back.
Let me know what you find out when I see you next week."
"I'll do that."
"Sure you won't change your mind about coming with us?"
"I'm sure. But thanks again."
"O.k. see you next week."
"Have a good time, Jo Ann, see you next week."
~
The next morning after Dwain had left to visit Lisa, Lori started
going through the apartment. She looked through everything, even turning
over a bookcase while she was trying to check out what might be behind it
but she could find nothing. She went through the kitchen and the dining room
with a fine tooth comb but still nothing. The last place to check was the
bedroom. She looked under the bed and behind the suitcases in the large
closet but still she could find nothing suspicious. Then when she was just
about to give up she spotted what looked to be some sort of access panel in
the bottom corner of the closet. It seemed to be fastened on rather lightly
with just a couple of screws. She went to the kitchen and got a table knife.
The screws came out without any difficulty and she removed the panel
and looked inside. She saw a large shopping bag inside the cubby hole and
she reached her hand in side and pulled it out. It was rather heavy and
covered with dust and cobwebs but she dragged it out and threw it on the
floor and looked at it. Finally the suspense was killing her and she emptied
the contents out on the floor.
There were four thick magazines and several video cassettes. She
looked through the magazines and was shocked to find that they were all
hard-core porno. Every kind of lewd scene imaginable was in them and even
though she hadn't seen the videos yet, she could imagine that they were
probably about the same thing. The thing that seemed peculiar though was
the fact that all of them featured white women having sex with black men!
They were all like that.
She ran over to the vcr and fumbled with one of the cassettes and
finally managed to get it into the machine. She hit the play button and
stood back and waited for it to start playing. And wouldn't you know it
folks - it was interracial. The whole damn thing and the next one and the
next one. All of them featuring black men with white women.
Lori was flabbergasted. She put all the materials back in the bag
and closed it up back in it's hole. Jo Ann's words came back like a freight
train, "...he's got to be...masturbating". She didn't know how she could
confront him with this; it just wasn't in her nature to be confrontational,
so she resolved not to say anything about it until she could talk it over
with someone. She would have to talk it over with Jo Ann next week.
She spent the weekend doing house cleaning and watching tv. She
didn't sleep very well thinking about everything so she was still awake when
Dwain came home from his visitation late on Sunday night and she lay there
listening to him rummaging around in the kitchen for something to eat.
"Choke on it", she said to herself.
~
The next day when she met Jo Ann for their usual lunch at the sidewalk
cafe she looked like a hen that was getting ready to lay a golden egg.
"Okay", Jo Ann said, let's have it. "What did you find out?"
Lori could hardly contain herself as she told Jo Ann all about what
she had found in the cubby hole. "Jo Ann, it was all interracial smut. I mean
all of it was nothing but black guys with their enormous manhoods making
love to white women. I mean all of it!"
"You see, Love, that's what he's using when he does it to himself."
"I mean all of it ! He must have spent hundreds of dollars on that
stuff. These magazines had price tags on them and they were like thirty
dollars each."
"Lori, the money's not the important thing here. He's spending money
on it, that's right, but it's what it's doing to you that's so terrible.
Don't you see that?"
"Yes, Jo Ann, I know. But it's just that I've been thinking it's all
my fault for so long that this thing has really put me in a spin."
"Listen honey, what are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know. I thought I would talk it over with you and see if
you had any suggestions. I'm just baffled.
At that moment, Zeb came through the gate of the little cafe' and
made his way to their table. "Hey, Baby, I had to come downtown on a
little business and I thought I might see you here...Hey, what's happenin'
Lori? Ain't seen you for a while. You been keepin' yourself busy?"
"Oh yeah, no rest for the wicked", she said, with a smirk.
"Well that's cool." Zeb pulled up a chair between the girls and as
the waiter came by he touched his arm and ordered a drink. Then looking at
the girls he asked if they wanted anything.
"No we're fine honey, gotta go back to work in a few minutes",said
Jo Ann. "You know you couldn't have come by at a better time, honey."
"Yeah, why's that sugar?"
"Well, Zeb..." She looked at Lori as if for permission to speak
freely. Lori looked back at her but didn't seem to get where it was going.
Jo Ann continued to look at her girlfriend as she spoke to Zeb."Lori is in a
bit of a quandary."
"She's in a bit of a what, baby."
Lori seemed to be getting a little uneasy as Jo Ann elaborated. "She's
got a little problem", she said, as Lori began to look quite distressed.
Jo Ann leaned forward to her girlfriend and spoke directly to her.
"Love, I don't think you should try to keep this a secret any longer. I'm
tired of seeing it tear you apart and I'm not going to stand for it any more.
Now lets see if Zeb can be of any help."
The two girls looked at each other while Zeb took his drink from the
waiter. Zeb turned to Jo Ann and said,"Baby if you guys would like to be alone,
I can split."
"No", Lori said, it's alright. "Go ahead Jo Ann, if it's what you
think's best."
"I'm sure it is, Love."
Lori inched down in her chair and didn't look at Zeb as Jo Ann began
to fill him in on Lori's problem. Zeb just looked at Jo Ann over his dark
glasses and didn't even take a sip from his drink as she explained all about
how Lori's husband neglected her all the time and left her at home by
herself on the weekends and never took her anywhere and never spent any time
with her. But when she got to the part about the - not making love to her for
over three months and the compulsive masturbation and then the fixation
on interracial sex.... Zeb held up his hands and said,"whoa, baby, whoa...
I said whoa!" He leaned back in his chair and took a long look at Lori.
"Baby, any man do somethin' like that when he has a beautiful, I
mean beautiful lady like you in his crib, just got to be crazy! I mean there
ain't no two ways about it. The man is fucking crazy."
Lori turned her baby blues to the man. He may not have had the most
eloquent way of expressing himself but he was ringing through to her.
Jo Ann broke in. "Lori he's right. There's something most peculiar
about the little man you're living with. There's something wrong with him."
Lori said,"I know you're both right, I can see that myself, but
what am I supposed to do? I mean I'm going nuts! What can I do about him?"
Zeb leaned forward and put his arms on the table. "Sweety pie, what
if I put you in touch with a friend of mine that specializes in things like
this? He's a very well respected doctor in the field of sexual dysfunction
and I think he may be just what the doctor ordered as far as your situation
is concerned."
Lori looked at him as she mulled the idea over in her mind.
Jo Ann broke in again. "You really should look into it, Love, it could
be your best hope to do something for your marriage and for yourself."
She still wasn't sure.
Zeb threw in the clincher. "You got nothing to lose baby. This guy
is a personal friend of mine and you just say the word and you got all the
help you need. For free.
She could sense his sincerity and knew that she could trust him. She
was at the end of her rope and she saw this suggestion as the thread of hope
that she needed. All she wanted was to salvage her marriage and start to
lead a happy life again, like before all this happened. And if seeing Zeb's
friend could lead her to that then she'd better grab on to him before she
sank into a river of despair.
Lori sighed, and said,"alright, what should I do?"
Zeb took off his dark glasses and looked into Lori's eyes and
said,"Okay, I'll give you his number here". He pulled out a pen and started
writing on a napkin. "His name is Dr. Daryl T. McMichaels". He continued to
scribble. "His office is in Beverly Hills. Now when you call, make sure to
tell his receptionist that Zeb Stewart referred you. Okay?"
"Okay".
Zeb added, in a comforting tone, "don't worry, sweet heart, he's
gonna take real good care of you - promise. Zeb patted her on the shoulder
as he got up to leave. And then as he was going out the gate he turned and
and grinned at Jo Ann and said, "see ya tonight baby". And he was gone.
Jo Ann and Lori looked at each other and smiled. "You see love, I
told you that he would know what to do. He's always been good at coming up
with just the right thing when he's in a tight spot.
Lori thought for a moment and said, "God in heaven, I hope you're
right. Well, come on Jo Ann, we'd better get back to work."
~
On the way home after work, Lori decided to be as nice as she could
be to Dwain and not to bring up anything about the magazines and videos. She
needed to get him into a good mood to soften him up to the idea of seeking
help for their problem. She hadn't actually spoke to him since he'd come back
so when she walked in she flopped herself down on the couch and asked him how
his visit with Lisa had gone.
"Oh pretty good", he replied. "I took her out on one of those little
row boats they have at the lake. She got a kick out of seeing me work the
oars."
"Sweet kid, I hope she didn't get sunburned".
"Naw, we wearn't out there that long. They charge by the hour, you
know."
Lori thought,"well at least I'm not the only one he's a Diamond Jim
for. -Plenty of money for porno though." That thought made her angry again
but she vowed to restrain herself. Then she said,"So when are the three of
us going to get together again ? I Haven't seen hide nor hair of her in over
three months.
"Well I was thinking about that and you know I could get her for the
summer if that was alright with you. School lets out in two weeks and I could
pick her up at the usual time there. What would you say to that idea ?"
"Sounds great. We could even Black Big Dick Humiliated Cuckold was going to cum. Sandy pleaded with him to
add his cum to Fred's. Jason quickly straddled my wife's chest and added his cum
to Fred's. Tim and Earl soon followed, wetting the outside of my wife's top with
their cum. Her pale green crop top was now a dark green. She looked so sexy
laying there, her hands rubbing the black men's creme into her chest and shirt.
She would occasionally lick her fingers clean, as she played with her tits. The
guys fell back onto the couch, exhausted. I continued to play with myself,
coming for the fourth time. I smiled contentedly. Sandy sat up, "Who's ready
for a beer?"
All the guys, including myself, requested a beer. Sandy looked very sexy passing
out the brews, her crop top soaked with cum. After passing out the beer Sandy
said she was going upstairs to take a shower. The guys thanked her profusely for
the fuck. Sandy smiled and replied, "It was definitely my pleasure. Oh, and by
the way, we're not done yet!" She walked to the stairs, lifted her top and went
upstairs. The guys complimented me on my sexy wife. "Thanks, it's been really
fun to see her open up like this.", I replied. Fred took a look at the fireplace
and told the others it was time to finish up. They went back to work and applied
the seal coat to the fireplace. I went upstairs to check on Sandy.
Sandy was just getting out of the shower when I stepped into the bathroom. "My,
my, my, do you look sexy", I said as I hugged her. "Why, thank you sir", she
smiled back. "So, what are you planning on wearing to top the cheerleader look?"
"Oh, nothing, I think I'm gonna be naked anyway, so why bother getting dressed."
My cock was getting hard again. "Gee, honey, are we excited?" "Damn straight I
am! You looked so fucking sexy sucking those black shafts. I came four times
and watching those cocks stretch your pussy. God, I love you!" Sandy knelt down
and sucked my aching cock into her mouth. She worked my cock deeper into her
mouth, finally my balls brushed up against her chin. When she grabbed my ass and
pulled me closer, I came. What little cum I had left spurted into her. She
withdrew my shaft and looked up at me. I lifted her and kissed her, tasting my
sperm as our tongues met. "Ummm...we're done downstairs", came a voice from the
doorway.
Sandy and I looked over to see Tim standing in the doorway. He was soon joined by
the rest of the crew. "Come on in guys. I was just thanking Dan for allowing me
to explore some new territory." The four guys entered our bedroom. They
complimented Sandy on her figure and thanked her again for the fun they had
before. "Like I said guys, it was MY pleasure. But you know what I'd like now?"
The guys shook their heads no. "I think I'd like to be tied up and used like a
fuck slut. Do you boys think you'd like that? To fuck me and use me like the
slut I am?" Earl and Fred stepped forward and grabbed Sandy by the arms. "Come
on cunt. Let's get down to some serious fucking!", Fred commanded, as he and
Earl led Sandy to the bed.
I quickly grabbed some of my old ties. "Here, use these. That way she won't give
us any trouble.", I said, as I tossed the ties to Earl. Sandy let out a moan.
"Oh yea, tie me up. Use me, fuck me!", she cried out. My cock was hard again
(well semi- hard anyway, I'm not as young as I used to be), and the other guys
were hard too. Sandy put up a fake struggle as Earl tied her hands to the bed
posts and Fred did her ankles. Soon, my beautiful, sexy wife was tied spread
eagle to our bed. Her bald pussy was showing signs of excitement. Her pussy
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"Well if there was a god in heaven and I thought I had a chance..."
"Lori!"
"Oh, Jo Ann, I know I'm just dreaming but I can't help thinking about
it. It's a harmless thing, really."
"Well, well, well...there is some female in you after all."
Both girls laughed.
Jo Ann asked, "so anyway -- when are you going to see him again?".
"Right after work."
"So soon? Wow."
"I think I have you guys to thank for that. There's no way I could
afford to even step foot in that place if I had to pay for it. I told
Dwain that it was covered by my medical insurance but of course, it wouldn't
be. And even if it were...you know, the rumor mill."
"You're right. Everybody would be talking about you. But say, you
haven't told me what your husband thinks about this."
Lori laughed now at the thought of his reaction the night before.
Jo Ann asked, "what's so funny?"
"Jo Ann, you should have seen the look on his face when I told him about
Daryl. He looked like somebody had slammed one of those big medicine balls
into his beer gut. I couldn't laugh then. That's why it's funny now."
"Why? Was there something about his treatment plan that upset him?"
"No, actually Daryl and I haven't really discussed that yet -- it's
just that -- you know how he has this hangup about black men being with
white women..."
"Ohhh... you mean he's in a dither about you seeing a black doctor?"
"Well, I think he's just a little undone by the fact that I'll be
seeing a black man everyday -- period."
"Ah, I see. Then he hasn't even begun any treatment for him."
"No, we'll be getting into that probably tomorrow or the next day.
The way he explained it to me is -- first, we'll get to know each other
better and then he'll have a better idea of what to do with Dwain." But I
have a feeling that when he finally decides what to do, it will be the
right thing -- for both of us."
Jo Ann smiled at Lori and said, "well, this is getting interesting".
Lori returned her smile and said, "Yes. Isn't it."
~
That evening the doctor didn't discuss her husband's condition at
all with her. Instead he focused on her childhood and especially on her
relationship with her father. He drew out deep feelings from her distant
past and helped her focus on them in a way she had never been able to do
by herself.
She couldn't help feeling as though she might be falling in love
with this magnificent man -- though she tried with all her might to deny it.
During her sessions, she forgot about Dwain completely and as a matter of
fact, if he had walked through the door she probably wouldn't have recognized
him.
On her fourth visit, Daryl began to launch into the problem with her
husband. It was absolutly amazing how well he knew him without even having
met him. He told her things about him that only she could have possibly
known and he was dead center on everything. As for the treatment that he
prescribed --it seemed rather unusual but by now she had learned better than
to doubt anything that he said.
"Lori, as I said when we began our sessions, your husband's
problem is anything but unique. However, since we've gotten to know each
other since then, I think I can tell you without fear of being misunderstood
that the root cause of his problem may be a little more disconcerting."
Lori gazed adoringly at him as he spoke. He could have been telling
her that her husband was the man in the moon now -- for all she cared.
"Now, I can't properly diagnose him without seeing him but since, as
you've indicated to me, he doesn't seem willing to come in and talk to me, I
have to base my conclusions on the information available. "Now you said that
his self stimulation is derived from pornographic magazines and videos --is
that right?"
Lori nodded to the affirmative.
"Well, we're going to try a little reverse pschology here. Now this
is going to involve a certain amount of personel sacrifice from you..."
She nodded, indicating complete willingness. She would sacrifice her
right arm for Daryl at this point.
"...and it may not be pleasent", he continued, "but it's of the
utmost importance that my instructions be followed to the letter. Are we
clear on this point, Lori?"
"Yes sir..."
"Alright, now here it is. I have aquired some extremely graphic
videos that I have used in the past with great therapeutic success. These
videos are of a pornographic nature and I know that you are not in favor of
this sort of thing for obvious reasons. But in view of your husband's very
serious illness, it is absolutely neccesary that they be applied."
"I understand."
"Good, now I want you to watch these tapes with your husband and
try to stay in communication with him throughout his experience. He will most
certainly become aroused when you view them and I want you to try to augment
this experience in a pleasurable way..."
"Do you mean that you want me to..."
"I mean...I want you to use your imagination, get into the spirit
of the thing. I think you'll see what I mean."
"Alright...I'll do my best."
"Lori, if I'm not mistaken, that should be most adequate."
Lori gave a coy smile and blushed at the compliment. "Thankyou,sir."
He reached into the lower drawer of his desk and brought out a small
package. "Here's the tape I want him to watch. Now it's important that he
submits to this treatment. If he doesn't, there's really nothing more that I
could do for you and, regretably, we would have to end our sessions. That's
why I want us to be perfectly clear on this, Lori."
Lori's mischeivious smile -- at the thought of how she might tease
her husband -- had turned ashen as the meaning of Daryl's last words hit her.
He was serious.
Seeing this effect, Daryl quickly moved to comfort her by placing his
strong hand on her shoulder. He could feel her tremble. "Lori, don't worry.
I know you've got it in you to do what has to be done. I have full confidence
in you." With that he arose and stood in front of her. She looked up at the
towering black man with innocent reverence in her eyes. He reached out and
cupped her lovely white face in his large coal black hands and held her like
that as he soothed her fears. Catching a tear with his fingertip, he said,
"now we're not going to have any of that, are we?". He could feel her shake
her head 'no' as he watched her fight back the tears.
She felt better now and she desperatly wished that he would kiss
her. But he only stroked her long hair once and told her that the session
was over. He looked deep into her sad blue eyes and said, "Go home now. It's
time to begin your new life".
~
Lori was completely exhausted when she got back to her dingy
apartment. Of course Dwain would want to talk, but she just was not in the
mood. She just wanted to take a long hot shower and sleep for a million years.
As she opened the door she saw that he was watching tv. He looked
around at her and she could already see the sour expression on his face.
He didn't say anything of course and it was up to her as usual.
"Hi honey, I'm home."
"Hi", he mumbled.
A week of sessions with Daryl had changed her whole outlook on her
marriage and on her life in general. It struck her as funny how she hadn't
noticed his cold indifference to her before. She went into their small
bathroom and got undressed,turned the shower on full blast and climbed in.
She could barely hear Dwain from the other side of the door as he
complained about something. She felt genuinely sorry for him. Daryl had
spelled out his plan with precision - nothing was left to chance. And
tonight would mark the beginning of a totaly new phase in her life. For
Daryl's intention was clear. Her husband would submit to these treatments
or else.
She stepped out of the shower and dried her slim young body, taking
care to blow dry and brush her long hair just the way that Dwain liked it.
She slipped on her bathrobe and padded the few short steps to the bedroom.
Dwain heard her and followed her in. He had mellowed out a bit and
now he tried to smooth things over. His tone of voice made it clear that she
had the upper hand.
"Dwain,I'm really tired and all I want to do is get some rest."
"Come on, Lori, I haven't seen you all day and all I want to know
is what happened at the doctor's today". The whining tone of his voice really
irratated her and remembering that Daryl had told her that her husband's
treatment could begin as soon as she felt ready, she decided that it might
as well start right now.
"Okay, sweety", she said with an icey tone," Did you see that
package that I brought in?" He nodded. "Bring it in here, there's something
you need to see." He returned a few minutes later with the case and laid it
on the bed next to his wife. "Alright, Dwain, sweetheart...you know what
we talked about earlier this week? And how we need to do something or we
just aren't going to be together much longer?"
Her husband muttered,"yeah".
"Well, Doctor McMichaels has outlined your treatment and we are to
begin tonight."
He could see that his beautiful wife was serious about this and his
face sobered up instantly. He murmured in a quiet voice,"alright Lori, I'll
do anything you want. Just don't start talking about leaving.
Lori looked at him with her cool blue eyes and told him to open the
package. He held up the cassette and looked back at his wife.
"Put it in the vcr and then come back here and lie next to me."
He did as he was instructed.
When the video started and the title came on, she realized that Daryl
hadn't overlooked anything. "Interracial Sex Therapy Tape #43", it clearly
read. As they were lying on the bed together watching the film, she could
sense that her husband was beginning to become aroused. It was a strange
sensation for the beautiful wife as it had been so long since she had had
anything to do with him in a sexual way and she almost felt unfaithful to
Daryl . But it was Daryl's idea and if anyone knew what they were doing it
was certainly him.
As they watched the first segment with a submissive brunette and her
tall black boyfriend, she began to notice that the girl in the film looked
quite a bit like her. She wondered if the resemblance might have something to
do with how quiet her hubby had become. Could it be possible that he was
actually getting excited at the thought of his little Lori making love to a
black man ? "Daryl, you're a genius", she thought.
She also couldn't help noticing the black man's manhood as the
actress in the film lifted it to her lips and began to kiss it. She had never
seen any man,other than her own husband, in a state of excitement and she was
surprised at how large and menacing it looked as the girl in the film began
to lick up and down the length of it.
She moved a little closer to her husband and playfully walked her
hand slowy up the side of his thigh and while he stared at the screen she
lightly 'kicked' the small bulge in his pajamas with her index finger.
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bench in the locker room, just waiting for us to use her." The four men smiled
and started to strip.
"Wait!", exclaimed Sandy, "Just get down to your underwear. I want to service my
studs just before they shower." The guys quickly stripped down to their shorts
and surrounded Sandy. "Well, look here brothers, it's one of the prim and prissy
bitches come to pay her respects to her conquering heroes," growled Fred as he
and the others approached Sandy. "Is that right, little white girl? Have you
come to offer your thanks for a job well done?", added Earl. Tim and Jason
looked like they were ready to come, but quickly joined in the taunting. "She
sure looks good enough to fuck", said Tim. "I want her to suck my black cock. I
hope you like the taste of cum, little bitch, cuz I have plenty to give you",
added Jason.
Jason grabbed Sandy's head and pulled her to his crotch. "Come on,
eat me!", he screamed at her. Sandy began to pull his shorts down when Fred
stopped her. "Oh no, boy, seniors get first dibs and since Earl and I are
seniors, you lower classmen will just have to wait your turn." The two younger
guys sat down on the couch and pulled their cocks out. Sandy watched in awe as
Jason released his shaft. It was a good 12" long and thick. Her mouth started
to water. "Don't worry cunt, you'll get your lips on his shaft soon enough. But
right now you have to get down to the job at hand.", said Fred, as he pulled his
shorts down.
Sandy moaned loudly as Fred's cock came into view. It also was a full 12" long
but thicker than Jason's. "That's right my little white bitch. Daddy's got a
nice thick cock for your sexy white mouth to suck. Make sure you do a good job
and maybe I'll let you fuck it!" Sandy went to work on Fred's long member. She
licked up and down his ebony shaft, paying special attention to the head. Her
hands stroked his shaft as she put the head of his cock into her mouth. "Oh
yeah, baby, suck my cock. Your mouth is so hot!", Fred groaned, as Sandy worked
more of his shaft into her mouth.
While Fred was busy with my wife's mouth, Earl had moved behind her. He knelt
down and proceeded to pinch and fondle her tits. Sandy moaned around Fred's
shaft as Earl played with her tits. "You like that, don't ya honey?", whispered
Earl. "Oh yeah, play with my titties", sighed Sandy, as Earl fondled her more.
"Hey Bitch!!! You're supposed to be sucking, not talking", exclaimed Fred.
Sandy quickly wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked him deeper into her
mouth. Earl stood up and removed his shorts. He moved next to Fred. "Yeah,
that's it Earl. She can suck us both!" Earl moved into position and Sandy
switched cocks. Earl's cock disappeared into Sandy's hungry mouth. "Oh yeah
honey, just like I remembered it", moaned Earl as Sandy sucked his shaft. I just
sat back and jerked myself off to my second orgasm.
As Fred and Earl enjoyed my wife's mouth, Tim and Jason were getting antsy on the
couch. Soon, the two young black studs joined their older counterparts by my
wife. Sandy soon had four black cocks staring her in the face. She smiled and
went from one to the other, sucking each shaft into her mouth. On her third trip
through, Jason tensed up and shot his load into Sandy's mouth. Sandy gulped down
as much as she could, and let the rest drip down her chin. Jason was soon
followed by Tim and Earl and Fred. Each man emptied his balls into my wife's
waiting mouth. I watched as Sandy licked each cock clean while looking each guy
in the eyes.
The fivesome 
Black Cock Teen Interracial Creampies her gaze
upward to meet his own. He could smell her sweet breath and feel her soft
leg as she curled her knee over his stomach. She looked up at
him with her adoring blue eyes while her delicate white hand played in the
grey hair that totally covered his massive black chest. He put his own hand
against her soft pink lips as if to say "shhh", and as the submissive young
wife let her lips part, he gently pushed one large black finger into her
mouth and let her suck on it.
~
As Lori laid in Daryl's arms, letting her warm tounge caress his
finger, he began to speak about his plans for her. "You know that I'm going
to take you away from your husband now, don't you? And that he might not be
too agreeable to that?" Lori answered with her beautiful blues eyes and
nodded just a bit. He could see that she was now totaly devoted to him.
"Now all this weekend I'm going to let you get to know what you
couldn't tear those sweet eyes away from, the way you're getting to know my
finger now. Do you understand sweetheart?"
Lori swallowed and her pretty eyes watered a little as she took in
what her black god was saying and as she remembered the obscenely large
and grotesque penis that was hanging down below his jet black belly. The
intensely desirable young white girl could only manage the smallest of nods
to answer him and as she did so her sweet mouth caressed Daryl's black
finger even more and sent the most pleasurable feeling she had ever known all
the way from her sucking mouth to the soft area between her inner thighs
that now caressed the black giant's muscular waist. With her left leg pressed
along his length and her right leg curled so that her knee rested over his
naval -- she knew that if she were to straighten her leg -- her foot would
feel his massive organ even through her white cotton slipper sock.
But she didn't straighten her leg because it felt so good just the way
it was. She simply continued to suck on his huge digit, knowing with every
second that went by, she was falling more and more hopelessly in love with
him.
Daryl continued to speak to his little love-slave. "I'm going
to let you get to love and cherish what will be your pride and joy
but you can't have it unless you do everything that I tell you to do.
Understand, Lori?"
Again she orally massaged the intruding finger.
Daryl continued with her instructions for quite a while and his
darling slave took in every word and continued sucking on one after
another of her black masters salty fingers. Finally he finished and the
obediant girl knew that something unimaginable was going to happen very soon.
He smiled down at her and eased his hand from her beautiful face.
"Now",he said,"the time as come to introduce you properly to what
you've always wanted and couldn't have. Lori, I want you to slowly lower
the sheets".
Lori started to obey but he stopped her."First things first. Lose
the tee-shirt."
The shy girl looked at him and hesitated. "You have to promise not
to laugh!"
"Why should I laugh?"
"Because I'm not what you would call well endowed in this department?"
"Darling girl,don't worry about that ,I'll handle the endowment part
of this relationship".
Lori grinned at his self-confidence and tried to make a motor boat
sound at him with her tongue but sucking on those salty black fingers for a
half an hour had left the delightful waif a little dry in the mouth. She
worked a little spittle up and tried two more times and was finally succesful.
Daryl just smiled and repeated his command."Lose the shirt!"
Lori gave a sigh of resignation and sitting up, she crossed her arms
and pulled the old tee-shirt off with a single motion and threw it accross
the room. A sudden wave of modesty hit her and she tried to cover up her
petite breasts with her crossed arms. But Daryl would have none of that and
all it took was the beginning of a frown from him and the shy girl
dutifully lowered her arms and revealed her small, pert and completely
defenseless breasts to her middle aged black master.
He drank in the sight for what seemed forever and then he snapped
back and said, "Alright now ,stand up...straight and tall".
She obeyed, jumping to her feet on the kingsize bed like a girl
scout at morning inspection. "Uh huh, okay...", he drank in the sight of the
slender white girl. "Alright...shorts. ...Off! "Without a moments delay she
hooked her thumbs under the elastic band and pulled them down and tried to
step out of them but her foot got caught up in her shorts and she fell on her
back, still yanking at the garment. The giant black man was delighting in the
little show his sweet white sex slave was putting on and he let out a deep
laugh.
Lori looked at him with a mock look of anger and scolded, "but you
promised not to laugh! "However, the modest young girl couldn't help laughing
too, at the absurdity of her position -- flat on her back with both legs
spread wide apart and her feet tied together by her own gym shorts.
She had unwittingly revealed all of her girlish charms to her new
master, who just sat back with his arms folded and an amused smile on
his face.
She finally got the shorts off and stood back up at attention, then
realizing she was completely naked, she scurried back under the covers and
quickly resumed her position beside him.
"Alright now, one more thing." Daryl reached over to his pile of
clothes and pulled a small black box out of one of the pockets. He opened it
in front of Lori and watched as her blue eyes went wide open.
"Oh my god,are these real diamonds?"
"As real as they get...take it out".
Lori pulled the little necklace out and held it in front of her to
catch the light from the little lamp. "Oh, Daryl, these are beautiful!
Can I try them on?"
"Well, I don't see why not, they're yours."
"They're mine? " She looked at him in disbelief.
"Thats right. This is to symbolize that from now on, these are yours
and you are mine".
Lori was overwhelmed and threw her arms around Daryl. Then she drew
back and with her face only inches from his, but slightly lowered, and with
her big blue eyes looking into his dark brown eyes, she said, softly with a
very solemn tone, "From now on and forever and ever, I belong to you heart,
body and soul". Then her black master took the jewels from her hands and
carefully placed them around the alabaster neck of his sweet white love girl
and fastened them securely in place.
He pulled her to him and they kissed, passionately. Still locked in
their embrace, he took her hand in his and moved it to the covers. Without
breaking their kiss he guided her small hand slowly down the length of his
torso -- and when the moment was right, he released her lips and her eyes
looked down to where her hand was. She took in a large silent breath as
her gaze fell again on the majestic organ. Only, it wasn't flaccid now. The
largest penis that she could have possibly imagined, had grown to half again
it's docile length and was now standing in complete erection. Mesmerized
again by the massive creature, the young girl, completely and utterly stark
naked except for her small diamond necklace, slowly bent down.
Guided by the thick musky scent she closed her eyes as if with a
solemn prayer and opened her sweet young mouth almost all the way.And as if
with no thought at all for herself, other than to be a loving servant to the
one she adored, she let her soft lips come to rest on the engorged head of
her black master's gargantuan cock.
~
She had never cared much for oral sex even though she had pretended
to for her husband's sake. It seemed to be the only way she could entice him
into engaging in sex with her at all. The look of his shriveled white organ
simply had no appeal to her. But she was taking to Daryl's giant black cock
very well. It was a strain for her to even get the head of his giant phallus
into her young mouth but she was determined to do it no matter what.
Daryl smiled down at his slender white companion as she struggled
with his massive manhood. He could see her spittle dribbling down the shaft
and leaving a sheen on his ebony skin. She couldn't have been more beautiful
than she was right at that moment with her sweet, inexperienced mouth
distended to the limit around his long shaft.
"Lori, you don't have to take it all the first time", he gently
told her.
But Lori was a very persistent girl. She was determined to take
every inch of her lover's manhood even if it meant practising all night.
Daryl brushed the long dark hair back from her darling face with
his large black hand and he could feel the wetness of her persperation as it
brushed across her forehead.
"Take it out now and lick it up and down", he said, in a calm voice.
She reluctantly obeyed. Her mouth made a popping sound as the huge
penal head left her sweet lips, as if she'd been uncorked. She began to
lick up and down the monstrous shaft and soon found that she enjoyed this
even more. She could appreciate his magnificence without having to work at
it so damned hard. She explored every inch of his enormous black penis with
her darling tongue, trying not to forget even the smallest vein. She finally
curled up in a comfortable fetal position and started to investigate the
ponderous balls that hung down below. She lifted his heavy sex up and extended
her pink tongue as far as she could into the dark regions under his cock.
The taste was more pungent and she loved the way she could feel the
individual testicles nestled in their soft black sack.
Daryl let her worship him in this way for several hours
before he had his darling white sex slave go back to sucking on him. This
time she knew better than to try to take all of him and resigned herself to
enjoying just the purple head. She licked and sucked all around it to make
it wet with her precious saliva. She toyed with the thick skin just below
the head and as a daring mood came upon her, she pulled the foreskin back as
far as she could with both of her hands and tenderly explored the flared
opening at the very tip of Daryl's giant manhood.
"My, oh my, what a naughty little girl", he said, as she forced her
sweet tongue harder into his piss slit. I think you may just need a good
spanking."
Lori was so drunk with lust for Daryl and his enormous penis that
she hardly heard what he had said. And as his powerful hand came down on the
soft white flesh of her buttock, she winced. Her lovely face moved forward
with a quick movement and she gagged herself on the thick black cock she
was playing with.
Slap! Again the hand came down and she gagged even more on the
enormous plaything.
"My god!", she thought, as she realized that she had taken almost a
quarter of it's length. She needed breath but before she could withdraw, the
strong black hand struck her firm white butt flesh again.
With each crack of Daryl's hand on her soft white skin, her lovely
face moved another Black Dick Fuck had it.", I said, as Fred slowly slid off of her.
Sandy lay face down, her legs slightly spread, Fred's cum oozing out of her. "Is
she gonna be okay?", asked a worried Fred. "Oh yea, she'll be alright. I don't
think I've ever seen her cum that much in one session.", I quickly replied.
"I've never seen ANYONE come like that", Earl added in amazement. "You sure are
one lucky motherfucker", he added. I just smiled and thanked the guys again for
my fantasy fulfillment. "Talk about your memories to last a lifetime", said
Jason, as he stopped the videotape. I laughed and took the camera from him.
I offered the guys the use of the shower and they quickly agreed. I was amazed
at how much punishment Sandy took. She looked so fucking sexy. After the guys
showered, they packed up their gear and I offered them another beer. They agreed
and I ran upstairs to check on Sandy. I found her in the bathtub.
"The guys leave yet?", she asked. "No, they finished up the fireplace and are
drinking another beer." "Good, I wanted to thank them again for all the fun and
was afraid I missed them." I bent down and gave Sandy a kiss. "Thanks babe, I
love you.", I said to her. "Oh no! Thank you! When you said you'd be excited
about seeing me with other guys, you weren't kidding! I just never believed it!"
I kissed her again and went back downstairs.
"Sandy okay?", asked Earl. "Yes, she said to stick around, she wanted to say a
quick thanks." "No problem," the guys responded in unison. Sandy came down
about a half-hour later. She wasn't wearing a top but did have on a pair of
jeans. The guys wolf whistled and Sandy kind of blushed. "Why thank you gents",
she said. "Now, there's one more fantasy I want to enjoy. Only this one is
Dan's. I want you guys to form a half- circle about me. I'm gonna blow each one
of you and when you cum, I want it to be on my tits." The guys didn't seem to
have a problem with that, so we got started.
Sandy knelt down and had me kneel behind her. "Ready honey?", she asked. I
nodded my head and she began. She called the guys over one by one. Tim and Earl
were first. She sucked them off and they came on her titties. She had me hold
them and I could feel the guys cum as it dripped off her chin and neck onto her
tits. Jason was next and I watched as Sandy took him deep into her mouth. He
came pretty quickly and added a big load to her tits. Finally, it was Fred's
turn. Sandy moaned, remembering the fucking his cock gave her. She took her
time with Fred and had him to the brink several times. Finally, she wrapped her
lips around the head and both her hands around the shaft. Jerking him slowly,
she reached down and tongued his balls.
Fred's cock jerked once, then once
again. Sandy aimed the head at her tits and my hands. Fred groaned loudly and
let loose with his load. Even after coming so many times with my wife, his load
was big. He painted her tits and nipples with his sticky cum. After he was
done, Sandy leaned forward and cleaned the head of his cock with her tongue.
"Thanks again guys, we'll have to do this again some time", Sandy said. The guys
thanked her again and left.
Sandy leaned back against me. "Is that sticky enough for you?", she asked, as I
rubbed the cum into her skin. "Christ, that was sexy", I moaned in reply. She
took one of my hands in hers and proceeded to lick it. I spun her around on my
lap and kissed her, tasting cum. "Time for a cleanup", she said, and pushed my
face into her cum covered tits. We spent the next half-hour cleaning her tits of
cum. Then we spent the rest of the night making love. 
Cuckold Maid mean we have a vcr but I've never seen any
you know..."
"Porno?",said Jo Ann with a mock Southern Baptist accent.
Lori laughed. "No Porno",said Lori, mocking Jo Ann's English accent
trying to do a Southern accent.
"Well, Love, I'll bet if you looked real hard you would probably
find something. Cause that would certainly explain a lot of things."
Lori thought for a moment and said,"I'll have to take a look around
while Dwain's out of town tomorrow...maybe you're right".
Jo Ann looked at her watch. "Well, I guess we'd better be getting back.
Let me know what you find out when I see you next week."
"I'll do that."
"Sure you won't change your mind about coming with us?"
"I'm sure. But thanks again."
"O.k. see you next week."
"Have a good time, Jo Ann, see you next week."
~
The next morning after Dwain had left to visit Lisa, Lori started
going through the apartment. She looked through everything, even turning
over a bookcase while she was trying to check out what might be behind it
but she could find nothing. She went through the kitchen and the dining room
with a fine tooth comb but still nothing. The last place to check was the
bedroom. She looked under the bed and behind the suitcases in the large
closet but still she could find nothing suspicious. Then when she was just
about to give up she spotted what looked to be some sort of access panel in
the bottom corner of the closet. It seemed to be fastened on rather lightly
with just a couple of screws. She went to the kitchen and got a table knife.
The screws came out without any difficulty and she removed the panel
and looked inside. She saw a large shopping bag inside the cubby hole and
she reached her hand in side and pulled it out. It was rather heavy and
covered with dust and cobwebs but she dragged it out and threw it on the
floor and looked at it. Finally the suspense was killing her and she emptied
the contents out on the floor.
There were four thick magazines and several video cassettes. She
looked through the magazines and was shocked to find that they were all
hard-core porno. Every kind of lewd scene imaginable was in them and even
though she hadn't seen the videos yet, she could imagine that they were
probably about the same thing. The thing that seemed peculiar though was
the fact that all of them featured white women having sex with black men!
They were all like that.
She ran over to the vcr and fumbled with one of the cassettes and
finally managed to get it into the machine. She hit the play button and
stood back and waited for it to start playing. And wouldn't you know it
folks - it was interracial. The whole damn thing and the next one and the
next one. All of them featuring black men with white women.
Lori was flabbergasted. She put all the materials back in the bag
and closed it up back in it's hole. Jo Ann's words came back like a freight
train, "...he's got to be...masturbating". She didn't know how she could
confront him with this; it just wasn't in her nature to be confrontational,
so she resolved not to say anything about it until she could talk it over
with someone. She would have to talk it over with Jo Ann next week.
She spent the weekend doing house cleaning and watching tv. She
didn't sleep very well thinking about everything so she was still awake when
Dwain came home from his visitation late on Sunday night and she lay there
listening to him rummaging around in the kitchen for something to eat.
"Choke on it", she said to herself.
~
The next day when she met Jo Ann for their usual lunch at the sidewalk
cafe she looked like a hen that was getting ready to lay a golden egg.
"Okay", Jo Ann said, let's have it. "What did you find out?"
Lori could hardly contain herself as she told Jo Ann all about what
she had found in the cubby hole. "Jo Ann, it was all interracial smut. I mean
all of it was nothing but black guys with their enormous manhoods making
love to white women. I mean all of it!"
"You see, Love, that's what he's using when he does it to himself."
"I mean all of it ! He must have spent hundreds of dollars on that
stuff. These magazines had price tags on them and they were like thirty
dollars each."
"Lori, the money's not the important thing here. He's spending money
on it, that's right, but it's what it's doing to you that's so terrible.
Don't you see that?"
"Yes, Jo Ann, I know. But it's just that I've been thinking it's all
my fault for so long that this thing has really put me in a spin."
"Listen honey, what are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know. I thought I would talk it over with you and see if
you had any suggestions. I'm just baffled.
At that moment, Zeb came through the gate of the little cafe' and
made his way to their table. "Hey, Baby, I had to come downtown on a
little business and I thought I might see you here...Hey, what's happenin'
Lori? Ain't seen you for a while. You been keepin' yourself busy?"
"Oh yeah, no rest for the wicked", she said, with a smirk.
"Well that's cool." Zeb pulled up a chair between the girls and as
the waiter came by he touched his arm and ordered a drink. Then looking at
the girls he asked if they wanted anything.
"No we're fine honey, gotta go back to work in a few minutes",said
Jo Ann. "You know you couldn't have come by at a better time, honey."
"Yeah, why's that sugar?"
"Well, Zeb..." She looked at Lori as if for permission to speak
freely. Lori looked back at her but didn't seem to get where it was going.
Jo Ann continued to look at her girlfriend as she spoke to Zeb."Lori is in a
bit of a quandary."
"She's in a bit of a what, baby."
Lori seemed to be getting a little uneasy as Jo Ann elaborated. "She's
got a little problem", she said, as Lori began to look quite distressed.
Jo Ann leaned forward to her girlfriend and spoke directly to her.
"Love, I don't think you should try to keep this a secret any longer. I'm
tired of seeing it tear you apart and I'm not going to stand for it any more.
Now lets see if Zeb can be of any help."
The two girls looked at each other while Zeb took his drink from the
waiter. Zeb turned to Jo Ann and said,"Baby if you guys would like to be alone,
I can split."
"No", Lori said, it's alright. "Go ahead Jo Ann, if it's what you
think's best."
"I'm sure it is, Love."
Lori inched down in her chair and didn't look at Zeb as Jo Ann began
to fill him in on Lori's problem. Zeb just looked at Jo Ann over his dark
glasses and didn't even take a sip from his drink as she explained all about
how Lori's husband neglected her all the time and left her at home by
herself on the weekends and never took her anywhere and never spent any time
with her. But when she got to the part about the - not making love to her for
over three months and the compulsive masturbation and then the fixation
on interracial sex.... Zeb held up his hands and said,"whoa, baby, whoa...
I said whoa!" He leaned back in his chair and took a long look at Lori.
"Baby, any man do somethin' like that when he has a beautiful, I
mean beautiful lady like you in his crib, just got to be crazy! I mean there
ain't no two ways about it. The man is fucking crazy."
Lori turned her baby blues to the man. He may not have had the most
eloquent way of expressing himself but he was ringing through to her.
Jo Ann broke in. "Lori he's right. There's something most peculiar
about the little man you're living with. There's something wrong with him."
Lori said,"I know you're both right, I can see that myself, but
what am I supposed to do? I mean I'm going nuts! What can I do about him?"
Zeb leaned forward and put his arms on the table. "Sweety pie, what
if I put you in touch with a friend of mine that specializes in things like
this? He's a very well respected doctor in the field of sexual dysfunction
and I think he may be just what the doctor ordered as far as your situation
is concerned."
Lori looked at him as she mulled the idea over in her mind.
Jo Ann broke in again. "You really should look into it, Love, it could
be your best hope to do something for your marriage and for yourself."
She still wasn't sure.
Zeb threw in the clincher. "You got nothing to lose baby. This guy
is a personal friend of mine and you just say the word and you got all the
help you need. For free.
She could sense his sincerity and knew that she could trust him. She
was at the end of her rope and she saw this suggestion as the thread of hope
that she needed. All she wanted was to salvage her marriage and start to
lead a happy life again, like before all this happened. And if seeing Zeb's
friend could lead her to that then she'd better grab on to him before she
sank into a river of despair.
Lori sighed, and said,"alright, what should I do?"
Zeb took off his dark glasses and looked into Lori's eyes and
said,"Okay, I'll give you his number here". He pulled out a pen and started
writing on a napkin. "His name is Dr. Daryl T. McMichaels". He continued to
scribble. "His office is in Beverly Hills. Now when you call, make sure to
tell his receptionist that Zeb Stewart referred you. Okay?"
"Okay".
Zeb added, in a comforting tone, "don't worry, sweet heart, he's
gonna take real good care of you - promise. Zeb patted her on the shoulder
as he got up to leave. And then as he was going out the gate he turned and
and grinned at Jo Ann and said, "see ya tonight baby". And he was gone.
Jo Ann and Lori looked at each other and smiled. "You see love, I
told you that he would know what to do. He's always been good at coming up
with just the right thing when he's in a tight spot.
Lori thought for a moment and said, "God in heaven, I hope you're
right. Well, come on Jo Ann, we'd better get back to work."
~
On the way home after work, Lori decided to be as nice as she could
be to Dwain and not to bring up anything about the magazines and videos. She
needed to get him into a good mood to soften him up to the idea of seeking
help for their problem. She hadn't actually spoke to him since he'd come back
so when she walked in she flopped herself down on the couch and asked him how
his visit with Lisa had gone.
"Oh pretty good", he replied. "I took her out on one of those little
row boats they have at the lake. She got a kick out of seeing me work the
oars."
"Sweet kid, I hope she didn't get sunburned".
"Naw, we wearn't out there that long. They charge by the hour, you
know."
Lori thought,"well at least I'm not the only one he's a Diamond Jim
for. -Plenty of money for porno though." That thought made her angry again
but she vowed to restrain herself. Then she said,"So when are the three of
us going to get together again ? I Haven't seen hide nor hair of her in over
three months.
"Well I was thinking about that and you know I could get her for the
summer if that was alright with you. School lets out in two weeks and I could
pick her up at the usual time there. What would you say to that idea ?"
"Sounds great. We could even Interracial Sex to flow. The guys spent the next
half-hour driving Sandy crazy. They were massaging her legs and arms and were
taking turns sucking on her sensitive tits. They were getting more and more
excited, leaving little love bites all over her body.
Finally, Sandy couldn't take it anymore. "Please, oh god, please someone fuck
me. Make me cum." Earl and Fred got off the bed and motioned to Tim and Jason
to do the honors. I got out our video camera and digital camera. I wanted to
make sure to record this event for future viewing pleasure. I set up the video
camera on a tripod and got ready to take some photos.
Tim moved between my wife's outstretched legs. "If it's fucking you want, it's
fucking you get", he growled at her, as he pushed his 8" cock into her slowly.
Sandy's hips ground against him, as he pushed more of his cock into her. Jason
was offering his massive tool to my wife's willing mouth. She licked and sucked
on the head and the shaft, moaning around Jason's cock, as Tim began to fuck her
harder. "Oh yea, that's it, fuck me. Oh make me cum. I'm feeling so fucking
hot. Please, Timmy, make me cum." Tim was now pounding Sandy's pussy hard. He
withdrew his cock and asked Jason to trade places. Jason, who was more than
willing, quickly got between Sandy's legs, and, in one quick motion, buried his
cock in my wife.
That was all Sandy needed. She came hard, her hips bucked wildly off the bed and
her wails filled the air. "Ohhhh Christ! Fuck me, oh baby oh baby ooooohhhhh
baaaaaabbbyyyyyyy!" I got behind the fucking couple and snapped off some quick
pictures. I knew I'd be jerking off to these for the rest of my life. Here was
my sexy white wife, with a 12" monster black cock stretching her pussy. I
noticed Jason's ass cheeks clinch and knew he was filling her with his cum. I
focused in on her pussy and snapped a couple more shots of Jason's cum flowing
out around his cock. Spent, Jason rolled off my wife. Tim quickly took his place
and began to fuck my wife. Fred and Earl took positions on either side of
Sandy's head and fed her their cocks. Sandy sucked at both of them while she
continued her orgasms. Tim soon added his load to Jason's and got off the bed.
"I think it's time we changed the whores position, don't you Earl?", grinned
Fred. "Yea, I think she needs some doggy style action", agreed Earl.
The guys untied Sandy and positioned her on all fours. She was weak from
orgasming so much so they had to hold her up. Earl sat in front by her face and
Fred moved behind her. Sandy smiled at her reflection in the mirror and got to
work on Earl's tool. She slobbered all over the shaft and head and began to deep
throat him. Fred, meanwhile, was busy attending to Sandy's cunt. He rubbed his
tool over her pussy lips and popped the head inside. Sandy's hips began to
rotate immediately. Fred pushed more of his cock into her and Sandy's
concentration on Earl's tool wavered. I could hear a guttural moan start deep in
her throat. Sandy loves it doggy style and she was about to get the fucking of
her life from Fred's 12" cock.
Fred slid more of his ebony shaft into Sandy. Sandy forgot about Earl's cock and
concentrated on her pussy. "What's the matter bitch, never had a big cock from
behind?", Earl sneered, as he forced my wife's head back to his shaft. Tim and
Jason moved to either side of my wife and were fondling her tits and pinching her
nipples. Finally, Fred had worked all of his shaft into my wife. He stopped
moving and allowed my wife to feel the pleasure of being filled up with his cock.
Her hips began to rotate again, her breathing fast