Milfs And Black Cock I don't know exactly when I first became suspicious of my wife's activities, but those suspicions
had been growing for weeks before I actually decided to do something about them. When I married Laura,
she was only twenty-two years old. I was more than eight years older than her. We had lived together for
over two years before we finally took the plunge and the sex had always been great. Soon after the
wedding, it started to fall off and was gradually replaced with fighting. Then, about two weeks after I took
my present job, the fighting stopped and Laura actually seemed happy for the first time in a long time. We
hadn't made love for so long that I couldn't remember it so it couldn't have been about sex. Or so I
thought...
I had taken a job playing with a band that backed up a singer-comedian named Jimmy Smith. I
played piano along with a bass player and a drummer and a very large and older black guitarist named Ted.
Laura got along great with Ted right from the beginning but I didn't think anything about it. Ted was in his
mid fifties at the time and old enough to be her father. He literally towered over her five foot five inches
height as he stood in at around six foot five and maybe three hundred pounds. Laura is very petite and
has long dark hair and baby blue eyes. No, I didn't even think a thing about it...
We lived together in an old house in San Jose that belonged to one of the band leader's friends. He
just let us all stay there for free. I Guess he was kind of a "groupie". Laura and I shared one room, Jimmy had
the master bedroom and Ted had his room at the other end of the hall. The other guys lived in the same
town so they just stayed at their own places. Jimmy was hardly ever around because his wife lived quite a
ways away and he wanted to be with her as much as possible. So when I drove down to San Diego to visit
my kids from a previous marriage every other weekend, I would essentially be leaving my wife alone with
Ted for over two days. That was the situation that I wasn't thinking about.
Maybe my suspicions started when I remembered something from when Laura and I had started
seeing each other. I remembered her telling me about having dated a black man when she was around
seventeen. About all she said about him was that he was a med student and a very good dancer. I also
remembered her reaction to a movie named, "Mandingo" that we had seen at a drive in theatre. She seemed
a little nervous during the scene where Susan George seduces Ken Norton and we both joked about it
saying how we wanted to pleasure one another. And then there was the way that she always liked to dance
with a previous bandleader's son who just happened to be black. She wouldn't dance with any of the white
guys at the club. Only him. Well, to be perfectly honest I had told her that I didn't want her to dance with
anyone at the club but later modified my order to exclude her black dance partner. And then later I let her
dance slow dances with him too. Hmmm... what was I thinking? She would always be the one to ask him to
dance too. I really couldn't believe my own jealous suspicions but I just had to know for sure. The next time
that I visited my kids, I would have a plan ready.
Laura always insisted that I call her when I got to San Diego and give her a phone number that
I could be reached at in case of an emergency and she always called soon after. Again, I hadn't really
thought about it. This time, however, as soon as we hung up, I was on my way to the airport.
I grabbed the next flight back to San Jose and got a rental car and headed to the house. It was already dark
out and I parked and approached the house from the side and crawled up to the attic entrance by way of an
old ladder. It was a very old house and made a lot of creaking noises as I moved through the attic so I had
to be very careful. There wasn't room to stand up so I had to crawl. I could hear noise coming from the
living room area so I slowly made my way there, crawling along the dusty old boards.
In the center of the living room ceiling, there was a hole about a half an inch in diameter. There
had once been a chandelier there, no doubt. I peered through the hole and had a good view of the whole
room. Ted was on the couch, watching a boxing match on tv. There was no sign of Laura. I realized that
she was probably in our room, reading. I really felt stupid. I had gone this far, though, so I thought I
might as well stick around for awhile. I could tell that the boxing match was between Sugar Ray Leonard
and some white guy. They seemed to be evenly matched as far as I could tell from my conspiratorial
vantage point. Several rounds later, I started to feel a crink in my back and had to shift my position. I
again peered through the hole. No change. Just Ted on the couch. No sign of my beautiful wife. Some
affair ! I was feeling more ridiculous with every passing moment. Not only that but what if I got caught?
How would I explain what I was doing up here in the attic?
Suddenly the crowd on the tv went nuts and I quickly peeked through the hole and saw that
Sugar Ray had knocked his opponent out with a flurry of punches. Ted hollered out something and
it seemed that he must have had a lot of money riding on his man. He was definitely on cloud nine. I
continued to peek through the hole and saw Laura enter the room. She just walked in and stood off to the
side and looked at the tv. She was barefoot and wearing one of her brothers old A&T sweat shirts. It was so
large on her that she had the sleeves rolled up and it was so long that it covered her to mid thigh. She
probably had her usual gym shorts on underneath. Ted said something to her that I couldn't make out over
all the noise from the television and Laura looked over at him and said something. Again, I couldn't make
out what was said. Ted replied and nodded and smiled and Laura walked over to the tv and shut it off. She
remained in front of the tv without moving at all for what seemed like a full minute.
Laura suddenly whipped around with a devious smile on her beautiful face and sprinted at full
speed and jumped on a very surprised Ted. She straddled him at his waist and smothered his mouth and
moustache with sweet wet kisses ! She kissed him all over his face as he began to respond and inch her
sweatshirt Milfs And Black Cock
"Great. Come to the address on the business card at noon and bring your
portfolio. bye."
Ann listened to the click as Latrell hung up. She didn't have a
portfolio yet. She hung up the phone and smiled. She would just have
smile and bat her eyes a little more at the interview and they would be
fools if they didn't hire her.
Ann spent the rest of the day sightseeing and treated herself to a
complete makeover, getting her hair and nails done. She also couldn't
help but run up her credit card a little more at some of the classy
stores on Fifth Ave.
********************
The taxi pulled up to an old warehouse near the docks. Ann got out and
paid the driver, then looked at the decrepit building. She looked at the
address on the card for the third time since the cab pulled up here.
There was no doubt this was the right place.
She walked around to the side of the building and noticed stairs leading
up to a door. She walked up the stairs and knocked. She saw Latrell
through the window and waved at him.
"Ann thanks for coming," said Latrell opening the door and swallowing up
her little hand in his again. "Come on in, I'll show you around and take
you to see Tyrone."
Ann followed Latrell into the building. For the most part it was dirty
and deserted with a few rooms cleaned up. She passed an empty
photography studio and wondered where all the people were. "This isn't
exactly what I expected," she said to the black man.
"We just moved into this building. It'll take us a while to get it up to
speed," said Latrell holding open a door to a small waiting room with an
empty desk.
A tired looking woman came out of a door by the desk. She was only about
thirty, but looked older and she wore a scandelously short skirt and too
much makeup. "Tyrone will see you now," said the same nasally voice that
she had spoken to yesterday.
Latrell nodded and entered the office. The woman had some white yogurt
or pudding dripping out of the corner of her mouth and Ann gestured with
her finger towards her own mouth. The woman understood and her tongue
flickered out and slurped up the white stuff. Ann smiled and followed
Latrell into the room.
This room was the best decorated so far with a garish carpet, a book
case filled with unlabeled video tapes, and a large desk with a computer
on it. A giant black man sat at the desk. He was very black and very
ugly with a broad face, flat nose, and big lips. He was bigger then
Latrell, but not as tall.
"Tyrone this is Ann Dutton," said Latrell.
Tyrone didn't bother getting up and Ann flashed him her most dazzeling
smile and walked over to shake his hand. He didn't hurt her, but he had
the most powerful grip she had ever felt. She felt dwarfed by these two
powerful men.
"Well Miss Dutton," said Tyrone. "Lets see your portfolio."
"I'm sorry, but I don't have one," she said trying to look sweet and sad
at the same time, turning on the charm.
"What, no portfolio. We only deal with professionals here at E&I.
Ann's eyes grew wide. These men weren't as easy to manipulate as the
boys back home. "I'm sorry, I meant that I have a portfolio, but it's
back home in Idaho," she lied, crossing her fingers.
"I'm sorry to hear that Miss Dutton. I prefer to look at a model's
portfolio up front," said Tyrone leaning back in his chair. "I'm afraid
there's no point going on with this interview, short of you modeling
some clothes for us now."
Ann was horrified. She was counting on this job to cover her bills.
"Well Tyrone, I'm very interested in working for a company like E&I and
I'd be willing to model some clothes for you now."
"Ok, I'll give you a shot. Latrell find her a couple of bathing suits to
wear for us."
"You won't be disappointed sir," she said.
Tyrone grunted and turned to his computer.
Ann sat there and tried to Huge Black Dick Black Man Cock me. Or at least, she was staring
right at where I was behind my peep hole. But she seemed to be looking way past me and off into space.
I was even more shocked to hear all of this than she was. I realized that while I would be way off
at sea, completely cut off from her, she would be here in this black man's bed. She'd probably just move
into his room. She'd be sleeping in his bed every night, going to sleep next to him, waking up next to him,
sharing showers with him, going out to dinner and dancing with him and most of all, fucking and sucking
him all the time... alone with him stark naked ...all the time !
Laura finally composed herself enough to speak. "When is this supposed to happen?"
I noticed a change in the sound of her voice. She seemed softer and more vulnerable than before as
she relaxed her nude body and melted into Ted's arms.
Ted thought for a minute and said, "About four weeks from this Monday, he'll be on a plane to
Vancouver where he'll board the ship."
Laura turned her head and absent mindedly kissed Ted close to his left nipple. She kissed him with
little pecks there and close to his arm pit as she wondered out loud, "What are we going to do until then?
I don't know if I can wait. Oh god, I'm going to go crazy!"
I noticed tears forming in her sweet blue eyes and one finally fell down her cheek and continued
on down the side of Ted's coal black chest.
"It's going to be fine, Laura," said her burley black lover. "We'll just take it as it goes. Maybe you
can talk him into visiting his kids every week instead of every other ...until he leaves."
This brought a smile to Laura's face and she wiped away her tears as she straightened up again
and kissed Ted on his broad lips. He kissed her back and drew her into his muscled arms. Then after a few
minutes, Ted broke off the kiss and asked Laura if she would like to see her new lodgings. She nodded and
Ted rose, picking her up honeymoon style. He moved out of sight, heading for his room, no doubt. Of
course...next month it would be hers too.
I had to get out of my cramped little attic for a while so I crawled quietly back to my ladder and
down and off into the night. I stopped at a nearby cafe and sat there drinking coffee and trying to
comprehend what I had been witnessing for the last three hours. It was all so incredible. I just couldn't
believe it was happening to me.
As I sat there in the restaurant reflecting on what I had seen, I found myself incredibly aroused.
I hadn't been aware of actually being excited while I was viewing the scene beneath me from my attic
hideaway but now in the cold glare of neon lights it started to hit me. The way Laura's beautiful lips had
sucked in so much of Ted's huge cock... I headed straight to the men's room and relieved my aching
erection in a private stall. I cleaned myself up and decided to get a motel room for the night. I wound up
at an adult motel with a vcr and a bag full of rented videos. They were all interracial, of course. Needless to
say, I was up quite late. Knowing what my sweet wife, Laura, was probably doing back at the house made
the videos all the more real.
The next morning, while I was having breakfast, it occurred to me that Laura would be at her yoga
class. If Ted's car wasn't there, I could sneak in the house and take a look around to see if I could find out
anything. I headed over to the house. Sure enough, both Ted's and Laura's cars were gone. I went in
through the back door. I headed for our room but first I decided to take a peek a Ted's room. The bed was
made so neatly I knew that Laura had spent the night there. Ted would never have made his bed like that.
When I got to our room, I made a bee line for Laura's Diary. She kept it in the dresser drawer and
it had a little lock on it. I had never peeked at her diary out of respect for her privacy even though I had
figured out how to pick those cheap little locks when I was about ten years old. I found the place that
represented the previous month when all of us had been thrown together at our first gig in Lake Tahoe.
What I found was a letter that Laura had written to a friend in L.A. Apparently her friend had moved and
the letter had been marked, "Return to Sender." I am including the contents of the letter(s) below.
Dear Sue,
I'm writing to update you on my situation. You remember how I told
you how Denny and I haven't exactly been doing a whole hell of a lot in
the bedroom lately? I mean it's been over three months since he even
touched me and up until a few weeks ago, I was starting to think that I
was going to go crazy for lack of attention! I said until a couple of
weeks ago because that's when something happened that changed my world.
Do you remember me telling you about Ted? He's that black musician
that Denny's been working with lately. He's over six feet tall and must
weigh at least three hundred pounds. And even Denny says that he's one
of the best guitar players that he's ever heard.
Well, anyway, we were staying in a motel at Lake Tahoe while the
band worked at a local casino. The leader called a rehearsal for one
o'clock and Denny had to be gone for four hours. Ted, however, didn't
because he already knew all of the material.
About fifteen minutes after the band took off for the casino, I
decided to take a shower. I had no sooner undressed when I heard a knock
on the door. I assumed it to be Denny and that he must have forgotten
something and would probably be in a hurry so I didn't bother to throw
any clothes on before rushing to open the door for him. I don't know
when I've ever been more embarrassed! I stayed behind the door as I
opened it and peeked around. It was Ted! We both just stood there
staring at each other. I was so surprised, I didn't know what to do. I
was so shocked that I forgot that I was completely naked. Then it hit me
and I said, "Oh my god! Excuse me!" and I made a mad dash for the
bathroom.
I tried to find my blue robe but in all the excitement, I had
forgotten where I had put the damned thing. I heard Ted say, "I'm sorry,
Laura. I should have said something before I knocked." I turned around
and saw him standing right where he was when I opened the door. I was so
flustered that I hadn't realized the Blacks On Cougars Stephanie Wylde
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Black Cock Loving She stuck two fingers in her mouth, wetting
them, and she ran them around her nipples teasing them to erectness.
They quickly popped out their full half-inch, plumping up and turning
red. Ann smiled and pulled the bikini top down again. Her nipples were
clearly visible through the top, and they stretched out the thin
material exposing more of her areola.
********************
"Fuck me, will you look at this slut," said Tyrone watching Ann teasing
her nipples to erectness on the computer screen. "She's your best yet
Latrell."
"Thank you sir," replied Latrell watching the screen over Tyrone's
shoulder.
Tyrone licked his lips at the sight of her big, firm breasts. The top of
the screen over Ann read www.voyeurcam.com/model/dressingroom, a
division of E&I Enterprises. The camera behind the mirror was
state-of-the-art, Ann was crystal clear and in color.
Tyrone Jones, part-time pimp, full time pornographer looked at the
bottom of the screen. 3000 subscribers had tuned in to check out the new
girl, live at her noon tryouts. The other 6000 would check out the best
of voyeurcam at their own leisure.
Tyrone pressed a button on the keyboard and a link appeared on the
screen, with the words: video available, $19.95. He looked over at the
order counter and watched it turn fro 0 to 1, then jump to 10, and it
started climbing from there.
Tyrone looked up when Ann entered the room in the small string bikini.
His long cock dangled outside of his zipper and it began to grow again
at the sight of her. Tyrone didn't want his semen staining his $200 silk
boxers and his cock continued to drip sperm on the carpet long after the
blow job his secretary had given him, adding fresh stains to dozens of
older ones. Now his cock was reversing course, fattening and stiffening
up, until it thunked against the bottom of his desk. Ann passed the
test.
"Even out that tan and you're hired," said Tyrone staring at her
breasts. Clear as the picture on the computer was, they were nothing
compared to seeing the real thing.
"I'll be in the tanning booth within the hour," replied the young woman,
who was blushing furiously as the two black men ogled her body.
Tyrone looked over at the computer screen. Video orders had stagnated at
150. He needed some more shots. "First, I'll want Latrell to take some
pictures for a quick portfolio. We'll take some more when your tan
another day. Congratulations," he said shaking her hand without getting
up from his desk. The young fool seemed thrilled as she left with
Latrell.
"Carol come in here and take some dictation," he yelled to his
secretary, moving his chair back so that his secretary could crawl
between his legs. He looked up at the computer as Carol wrapped her
talented lips around the head of his cock. Ann was back on screen
changing again and the orders were climbing.
********************
Ann spent the following week sightseeing and she joined a gym to keep in
shape. By the end of the week she had an all around tan from going to
the tanning salon every day. The problem was all this cost money and
hers was rapidly disappearing. This city seemed to suck up cash faster
then an Oreck vacuum and she hadn't gotten any calls from E&I yet.
Finally, Ann decided she couldn't wait any longer and dialed E&I's
number. Carol answered the phone. "Hi, this is Ann Dutton. I was
wondering if I'd had any job offers?"
"Sure honey," said Ann's nasally voice, "but they're all nudes and you
checked "no nudes" on the questionnaire."
"Oh really, I didn't know there was that much call for nude modeling,"
she said into the phone.
"We do have an open call for a buxom brunette to do some sexy lingerie
shots, if your interested," said Carol.
Ann wasn't comfortable with the idea, but as she looked around her tiny
apartment at her new furniture Inter Racial Porn Cuckold Wives She sucked on him some more before
taking her hands away and letting him out of her mouth.
His massive black cock rose up and away from her face as she released it and made room for her
to move her lovely face down and lick his huge black balls. Her tongue played with him there for just a
second before making a warm wet trail up and around the length of his up turned erection. When she
reached his cock head again, her beautiful blue eyes very slowly looked up from their focus on his cock and
stared straight into his eyes and she smiled as she fluttered her tongue on the end of his giant black erection.
My heart sank as she went back to sucking on him. She went back and forth between sucking on the tip and
trying to take him in as far as she could. she could only seem to make it about a third of the way down his
enormous length.
She sucked him like this for a few minutes before going back to his balls. This time she sucked
first one massive testicle all the way into her mouth and then moved to the next, making a popping sound
when she released them. She took his big black cock in both hands and sucked him and bobbed her head up and
down the huge shaft and finally released him, again with a pop.
Ted stood up, his huge black phallus standing straight out and pointing directly into my young wife's pretty face.
She moved so that the tip was right in her face and looked up at him and flicked her tongue up and down in the air
several times like a signal. He answered by making his erect penis lurch up and down. She licked the tip of his cock once,
pointed to her lips and said in a very quiet voice, "Fuck my mouth..." Ted didn't say anything. He just stood
there with his humongous black cock pointing into my beautiful young wife's face and watched her as she
opened her mouth wide.
She moved so that his cock slid over her tongue, keeping her mouth wide open as
she moved back and forth. She held her mouth open and sat still, looking up to him adoringly and he moved
in a way so that his massive black cock just entered her mouth. She let her tongue out to support it's weight
with her warm wetness. Strings of saliva joined her sweet mouth with his ugly member as she moved away.
Then she gave it one more loving lick before going back to sucking him in deep and noisily. She kept her
hands away and sucked his erection in as deep as she possibly could. Ted leered down at his sweet white
sex doll as she sucked more and more vigorously.
Ted took her beautiful long dark hair in both hands and
pulled it up over her head as she continued to suckle him. He popped out of her mouth and his cock bobbed
obscenely up and down and finally stood straight up as Laura went down to his balls and licked and sucked
them, passionately taking them full into her mouth and licking and moaning as she did. She licked and
flicked her tongue up and down on them as she let her moans and sighs sound through.
Laura took his huge black cock and put it between her petite white breasts and squeezed her
breasts together around it with both hands. She let the tip get right up to her mouth and she took it into her
again and sucked and gurgled. Ted ordered, "Bend it down. Bend that mother fucker down!" Laura did her
best to do that by holding his cock in her mouth and trying to bend it down. But it was so stiff that the best
she could do was to not be lifted up by it as he flexed it. Finally she let it out and it popped up and pointed
toward the ceiling. Strands of her long beautiful hair stuck stubbornly to his big black cock.
Ted pulled Laura up and took her into his arms. He kissed her white breasts and licked and
slobbered all over them. He kissed her and their tongues played together with a lot of wetness from both
sides. She leaned over and let her long hair trail down over his huge black erection as she smiled coyly at
it and kissed and licked it. Then she raised up and then leaned back and he was over her. He opened his
mouth and she spit in it. He ordered her to give him some more and she spit in his mouth again. "Get nasty!
Get nasty," Ted ordered. Laura spit in his mouth again. I had been so fascinated by this that I hadn't noticed
that he had entered her pussy with his humongous black cock. He was fucking her!
They fucked like this for maybe a half an hour before he turned her over and took her doggy style.
He slapped her ass and ordered her, "Give me all the ass you got, Laura! Give it to me! All the ass you
got, baby! Your little white hubby gonna be gone for three whole days! Give me that ass, baby." They
fucked this way, changing positions and moving around the room for several hours. Their rhythm was
slower and more relaxed for quite a while then it increased in intensity until Laura was screaming in
ecstasy.
If they had been in an apartment where there were neighbors close enough to hear them, someone would
probably have called the police. Now Laura was trying to recover from her most intense orgasm of the night
before Ted started to lay into her again. She was trembling all over and kissing and licking his face. Ted
was smiling at how his young white love thing was taking it all so seriously. He was a little more than half
way inside of her now and teasing her with his humongous black cock. She was trying to get him to fuck
her hard again but he wanted her to talk dirty to him first.
"Is this how far your husband can reach?" he asked, grinning down at her.
"You know how far he can reach...I told you all that weeks ago...come on, now...please don't
stop..." She tried to pull him deeper into her tight, tight little pussy but Ted continued to tease and hold back
her pleasure. She was starting to get a little impatient with him but she was afraid to go too far. If she
pushed to hard, he might never give her what her heart desired.
Ted pulled out a little more. Now only six inches of his foot long, wrist thick black cock
remained inside of my sweet young wife. "How about this? Is this what he gives you?"
Laura frowned then made a motor boat sound with her tongue and lips directly into Ted's taunting,
grinning face, scolding him as it were. Then she said, "Yes, darling. At least that's what he used to give me
until we stopped doing it altogether. But even then, he wasn't half as thick...Ok?"
Ted beamed with pride. 
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take a break.
Late in the afternoon, they broke for lunch. Ann was exhausted and
greedily ate up the cold cuts from a deli tray to restore her energy.
Suzie returned from her break, though she looked dishevelled and even
more exhausted then Ann. She sat Ann in the chair and started applying
new makeup on her.
Ann took a short nap in the chair until the girl nudged her awake and
she walked over to the changing room. Ann grabbed the next outfit
relieved that they were progressively getting skimpier. That way she
didn't have to expend much energy changing any more.
This one was a red bra and panties with white fluff around the edges and
a Santa Claus hat.
She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror Ann didn't recognize
the person looking back a her. The blonde had changed the makeup from
sweet to slutty. She looked beautiful.
Latrell led her into a room with one wall painted with an igloo and a
sign that read, North Pole."
They finished quickly and returned to the bedroom set for the next
couple shots of her in a lacy white garter.
The next one was a valentines day outfit which consisted of crotchless
red panties, some red string running across her belly, and two tiny
heart shaped patches to cover her nipples.
Latrell brought in Mark for some more pictures. He was wearing red
boxers this time and his erection had disappeared, though she could
still see the outline of his impressive cock. Luckily, they didn't have
to get too close to each other.
The next to the last outfit was just a bunch of thin strips across her
body. They covered her nipples but not her areola and they also showed
off large strips of pubic hair. Ann refused to wear this one as it was
too revealing and called out to Suzie to go tell Latrell.
The blonde returned quickly saying, "Latrell says if you don't wear it
we won't get paid by our client, but if it's your pubic hair your
worried about, I can shave you.
Ann couldn't imagine not getting paid for this hard days work and
relented. Without the hair sticking out, it would look just like skin.
She stripped naked and sat on the bench facing the mirror. The blonde
came in with a razor and shaving cream and quickly coated Ann's thick
bush. She plugged in the razor and sat beside Ann, leaning over to shave
her.
Ann watched the girl in the mirror. She could see her wet labia as the
girl started shaving the top of her pubes just under her belly. As the
girl moved lower the vibration from the razor began having an effect on
Ann. She watched more juice coat her labia and her lips parted. When the
razor reached the last bit on the nub, Ann could see her clit swelling
with desire. She stifled a moan relieved that it was finished, but
almost wishing Suzie had kept it up just a little longer.
The girl left and Ann rubbed her bare crotch. It felt smooth and
sensitive to the touch and Ann shivered as her hand ran over it. She
quickly put the ribbons back on, thinking they did look better without
all that ugly hair sticking out.
Latrell took a lot of pictures of that outfit before telling her to meet
him in a different room after putting on the last outfit of the day. Ann
was relieved to see the last one wasn't as revealing. It was more of a
leopard skin bikini. Well the top was anyway. The bottom was actually a
loin cloth that left her ass bare. She liked this look as she felt like
some kind of Jungle queen.
Of course, the next set was painted like a jungle. There were actually
ropes hanging from the ceiling decorated like crude vines. Mark was
walking around in a leopard skin loin cloth. His ass was as impressive
as the rest of him. Hard and tight, his cheeks flexed as he walked.
Latrell put them through several poses. Mark held her like they were
swinging Interracial Sex Pictures to see you in your Texan stuff!"
Laura laughed. "Yep ! Howdy there, partner." She was incredibly sexy standing there with her
naked white breasts inviting Ted to play with them. "I thought we should celebrate Denny's new job by
trying something new tonight." She smiled coyly.
"Ohhh...." mused Ted. "So you think you're ready?"
"Uhm hum."
"You're absolutely sure?"
"Yep!"
"You're not even a little bit scared?"
"Nope!" She looked down at her boots and then back up to Teds questioning smile. "Well, maybe
just a teensy weensy scared..."
Ted laughed in his big bass voice. "Ok, I get you. I'll tell you what... we'll take it real slow, ok?"
"Yes, master..." Laura looked down in her mock submissiveness and then Ted took her in his arms
and they kissed in a deep, leisurely way and after a few minutes of this, they moved slowly to Ted's room.
I made my way there too as quietly as possible. When I got there, I looked around for a peep hole
but couldn't find any. Then I noticed some light coming from a crack in the ceiling boards. Thank god for
old houses! I creeped over and peered through. I was almost directly over Ted's King size bed.
Ted was lying on his stomach and Laura was straddling his back and applying ointment to his coal
black skin with her small white hands. She loved to give massages. She seemed to be enjoying giving this
one in particular. Ted sighed with pleasure as she began his massage. "Oh, Laura! That feels soooo... good."
With her cowboy hat on, she looked like she was sitting in a holding pen waiting to ride a black
burma bull. Her panties were the see through kind and pretty much skin colored making her look virtually
naked as she worked the massage oil into Teds massive back. "I'm not pressing too hard, am I," she asked.
"No, baby. It's just right."
"I used to give Denny massages, but he never really appreciated them, so I stopped..." Her voice
trailed off.
"Well, you've got a new customer now, baby. And I'm gonna be wantin' one every day."
"Tell me again how he's going to be gone... for how long?"
"I was gonna tell you later but since you brought it up... he'll be gone for three months, but guess
what... two weeks after he gets back, he'll be going out for another three months!"
Laura squealed with delight and slapped Teds back. "You've got to be kidding!"
In a flash, Ted had rolled over and they were in each others arms kissing passionately and messing
the bed up. Ted helped her off with her boots. She threw her cowboy hat in the corner and had her panties
off before Ted was even half undressed. I still couldn't believe how well endowed he was when "it" made
its first appearence. Thirteen inches of ugly, fat cock was poking straight into Laura's innocent white face as
she opened her pink lips and let the humongous black penis inside past her ivory white teeth and over her
sweet pink tongue and right up to the entrance of her throat.
She gurgled and took in a deep breath and Ted moved forward letting his huge filthy cock burrow
down my pretty wife's throat. He pulled it back out and let her breathe for a few seconds and then pushed it
back in. I had no idea she could do this. She sucked on him like this for the better part of an hour then she
suddenly released him and jumped up on her knees and exclaimed, "Okay ! I'm ready!"
"Are you sure, Laura?"
"Yes sir..."
"Okay, fetch the KY..."
"Yes, master," she teased as she jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She returned in a few seconds
and jumped back on the bed and handed the tube to her black lover. "As you requested, master,"
she giggled. Ted smiled as he took the tube from her and grabbed her long dark hair and pulled her face to
his and kissed her long and deep...
Then Ted finally said, "Laura, I think it's about time you got that facial that we've been talking
about." Laura immediately got into a seated position on the couch and Ted stroked his big black cock in
her face. Laura spit on the tip of his cock and held her tongue out. Ted's cock suddenly let out several
streams of thick white liquid as he let it ejaculate into Laura's face. The first stream went straight into her
mouth and she closed her pretty lips but couldn't hold it all in and some came back out of the corners of her
mouth. The second stream made a pearly river from above her forehead all the way along the side of her
cute little white nose and ending by dripping off the end off her chin. The third stream almost hit her in her
right eye and covered half of her cheek with it's thick hot gooeyness. Then Ted proceeded to smear his cum
all over Laura's beautiful face !
That's what he had meant by "her facial". He meant to cover her entire face
with his semen ! And, true to his word, he didn't miss a spot on her lovely face. He even scooped up some
cum with his finger and pushed it up her nose, making her blow cum bubbles from both of her cute little
pussycat nostrils, much to both of their delights. Laura hadn't spit out the cum that was in her mouth but
when she saw how she was making bubbles from her nose, she laughed and some of the cum in her mouth
must have gone down the worng pipe and she started to spit and choke a little. Now it was all over her face,
up her nose in her ears, eyes and hair and down her throat.
Finally the fireworks seemed to be over for awhile at least and Laura cuddled up with Ted. Her
face was still completely covered with his cum and I guess the idea was that she had to let it dry and set in.
Before too long, they were both asleep in each other's arms. I laid there in my little attic hideaway for
about an hour before I heard sounds below me again. I was still in shock at what I had just witnessed but it
was beginning to hit me that I had actually enjoyed the whole thing and I realized that it was the biggest
thrill that I had ever had. If there was going to be any more action between my beautiful white wife and her
steady black stud, I would be sure to remember to masturbate to it this time!
Down below me I heard Laura's voice. I heard her say, "Okay, sleepy head, wake up! Remember
what you promised?"
Ted groaned, "Teach you Anal?"
Laura smiled, "Up to it now? or do you want to wait till tomorrow night?"
-to be continued- 
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"Great. Come to the address on the business card at noon and bring your
portfolio. bye."
Ann listened to the click as Latrell hung up. She didn't have a
portfolio yet. She hung up the phone and smiled. She would just have
smile and bat her eyes a little more at the interview and they would be
fools if they didn't hire her.
Ann spent the rest of the day sightseeing and treated herself to a
complete makeover, getting her hair and nails done. She also couldn't
help but run up her credit card a little more at some of the classy
stores on Fifth Ave.
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The taxi pulled up to an old warehouse near the docks. Ann got out and
paid the driver, then looked at the decrepit building. She looked at the
address on the card for the third time since the cab pulled up here.
There was no doubt this was the right place.
She walked around to the side of the building and noticed stairs leading
up to a door. She walked up the stairs and knocked. She saw Latrell
through the window and waved at him.
"Ann thanks for coming," said Latrell opening the door and swallowing up
her little hand in his again. "Come on in, I'll show you around and take
you to see Tyrone."
Ann followed Latrell into the building. For the most part it was dirty
and deserted with a few rooms cleaned up. She passed an empty
photography studio and wondered where all the people were. "This isn't
exactly what I expected," she said to the black man.
"We just moved into this building. It'll take us a while to get it up to
speed," said Latrell holding open a door to a small waiting room with an
empty desk.
A tired looking woman came out of a door by the desk. She was only about
thirty, but looked older and she wore a scandelously short skirt and too
much makeup. "Tyrone will see you now," said the same nasally voice that
she had spoken to yesterday.
Latrell nodded and entered the office. The woman had some white yogurt
or pudding dripping out of the corner of her mouth and Ann gestured with
her finger towards her own mouth. The woman understood and her tongue
flickered out and slurped up the white stuff. Ann smiled and followed
Latrell into the room.
This room was the best decorated so far with a garish carpet, a book
case filled with unlabeled video tapes, and a large desk with a computer
on it. A giant black man sat at the desk. He was very black and very
ugly with a broad face, flat nose, and big lips. He was bigger then
Latrell, but not as tall.
"Tyrone this is Ann Dutton," said Latrell.
Tyrone didn't bother getting up and Ann flashed him her most dazzeling
smile and walked over to shake his hand. He didn't hurt her, but he had
the most powerful grip she had ever felt. She felt dwarfed by these two
powerful men.
"Well Miss Dutton," said Tyrone. "Lets see your portfolio."
"I'm sorry, but I don't have one," she said trying to look sweet and sad
at the same time, turning on the charm.
"What, no portfolio. We only deal with professionals here at E&I.
Ann's eyes grew wide. These men weren't as easy to manipulate as the
boys back home. "I'm sorry, I meant that I have a portfolio, but it's
back home in Idaho," she lied, crossing her fingers.
"I'm sorry to hear that Miss Dutton. I prefer to look at a model's
portfolio up front," said Tyrone leaning back in his chair. "I'm afraid
there's no point going on with this interview, short of you modeling
some clothes for us now."
Ann was horrified. She was counting on this job to cover her bills.
"Well Tyrone, I'm very interested in working for a company like E&I and
I'd be willing to model some clothes for you now."
"Ok, I'll give you a shot. Latrell find her a couple of bathing suits to
wear for us."
"You won't be disappointed sir," she said.
Tyrone grunted and turned to his computer.
Ann sat there and tried to Milfs And Black Cock bathroom door was right in line
with the main door! Now I was really embarrassed! It probably seemed to
him that I was intentionally showing off my girlish charms.
I reached for the door handle but he said, "Hey, you don't have to
worry. I was raised with three sisters so I'm used to this sort of
thing." Then he smiled.
Embarrassed as I was, I couldn't help smiling too. It suddenly
hit both of us how comical the whole thing was and we both laughed. I
laughed so hard I slipped on the bathroom rug and found myself sitting
crossed legged on the floor, still laughing and with Ted now standing
over me, holding out his large black hand to help me up.
I took his hand and managed to get to my feet. Then for some
reason I found myself hugging him. Tears were actually running down
my cheek. I hadn't realized how huge Ted was before but the top of my
head barely came up to his chest and my arms only made it about half the
way around his waist. I looked up at his face and he wiped the tears
from my eyes with one of his enormous fingers and said, almost in a
whisper, "Laura, you're trembling." I realized that he was right. I was
shaking like a leaf. And for some strange reason, the thought that Denny
wouldn't be home for almost four hours went through my head.
I glanced over to the bathroom mirror and saw how Ted and I
looked together and a strange thrill went through me. He literally
towered over me with my head buried in his massive chest and he looking
down at me with a look of amused tenderness on his rugged black face. I
couldn't help saying, "God! I didn't realize how little I was!"
Ted just laughed and said, "From what I've heard, dynamite comes
in small packages. And I could see from the first time I met you that
you were all dynamite, Laura."
Now, Sue, you know that I have never fooled around on Denny, at
least when we were living together but I was starting to feel something
for Ted and I realized that I had felt some kind of attraction to him
when Denny first introduced him to me. But here I was, completely naked,
in his arms and actually thinking about maybe going just a little
further.
Then Ted asked, "Anyway, did I interrupt you from what you
were doing?"
"Actually, I was just getting ready to take a shower when you
knocked. I always like to wait until Denny's gone before I get cleaned
up because I don't like him coming in while I'm showering."
"Oh, then I should leave you alone."
Now I felt bad. After all the embarrassment I caused him, I
couldn't just kick him out. "No, it's really ok. You don't have to go."
Then I had a wicked thought. "As a matter of fact, if you don't mind,
it might be kind of nice to have a little company to get wet with..."
"Hey, now that sounds like a great idea, Laura. After all,
we don't have anything to hide from each other anymore, do we?"
My heart was racing so bad my legs felt like they might not hold me
up.
"You're sure Denny will be at the rehearsal till six?", I asked.
"Yes. I'm quite sure. And if, for some reason, they quit early,
the leader will page me and let me know."
"Well then..." My fingers trembled as I reached up and began to
unbutton his silk shirt. "We'd better get these things off..." I managed
to get the top button undone and noticed that he had unbuttoned the
bottom three. Our hands finally met and he let the shirt drop on the
floor. His chest was very large, very hairy and very black. The hair was
kind of gray in a lot of places and I remembered that he was in his
early fifties, making him over twice as big and twice as old as me.
He had kicked off his sandals so there was only one more
article of clothing left to take off. And I could tell he wanted me
to do it. I unbuckled his belt, unsnapped the top and pulled down
his zipper. Then with a little help from him I started working his
pants down. "Okay", I said, in a flirtatious kind of way, "Now
the pants come off !" He wasn't wearing any underwear.
Sue, I know you aren't going to believe me. I mean you
aren't going to believe what I'm about to tell you but I literally
went into shock when I saw it. I don't know how he manages to
walk with something like that between his legs. It was, off course,
black . And it was also surprisingly ugly, almost obscenely so...
But what knocked me out was the sheer size. I mean does 'humongous'
or 'gargantuan' describe it ? I'm not really sure. But I fell instantly
in love with it ! It fascinated me and no matter how hard I tried,
I could not look away from his monstrous cock!
He must have felt me losing my footing on the floor again
because he pulled me to him, breaking my gaze and covering my
whole body with his warm naked skin. His arms were around me
and he was lifting me up. I instinctively threw my legs around his
waist and my arms around his neck. I glanced at the mirror again
as he walked over and pulled back the shower curtain. My god!
What an unlikely pair we made!
He turned the water on and got the temperature just right
and then he stepped into the water with me still clinging tightly
to him and my naked legs wrapped around his naked waist and we
both got completely soaked. Then he reached for the soap. "Do
you mind if I get things going?", he asked, in a polite voice.
I was feeling quite mischievous now so I said, "Just as
long as you know how to finish what you start". Then I giggled
and he laughed.
He didn't waste much time getting things going. First
he soaped my back all the way from my neck to my waist. Then
he handed the soap to me and I ran the bar over his burly black
skin as far as I could reach. He spread the soap around on my back
and worked it down lower. He didn't hesitate when his hands reached
my waist. He cupped both cheeks and began to work the soap around,
squeezing and kneading with those huge powerful black hands of his.
My heart nearly leapt from my chest when his hand slid down
between my legs and gently washed me there. Soap and water had now
just about completely covered both of us and he began to move me up
and down like a human wash cloth. The insides of my thighs were wet
from the soap and water but they were starting to feel like they were
on fire. My small breasts were tingling